Can't Wait to Feel the Rain on Your Skin
Author: NTKG
Disclaimer: I am NOT SE Hinton, therefore I DO NOT own the outsiders or anyone associated with them. The only person I own is Samantha Randle.
Rating: T for language
AN: The plot bunnies again extend their kisses and expect more reviews. They get upset easily..nodds
"Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye."
Chapter 4
"Come on little buddy. Wake up." Sam heard someone say as she felt Soda being shaken. She opened her eyes slowly and blinked a few times adjusting to the light.
"Morning Sam." A deep older voice said. She looked up and smiled at Soda's older brother Darry.
"Hey Darry." She said smiling.
"You want some breakfast Sam?" he asked her, shaking Soda again.
"I'm up. Sheesh Darry. Give a guy a break." Soda moaned, squeezing Sam gently.
"You have to go to work little buddy." Darry reminded him. This made Soda want to stay in bed even more.
"Can I call in sick?" He asked. Darry laughed.
"Why?"
"Because when I get there I'm going to get pummeled by Steve anyway so what's the point?" He asked frowning. Sam looked down at him.
"I'm sorry Soda." She said softly, trying to move his hands away from her.
"Oh Sam! It's not your fault! I didn't mean it like that. I would gladly do it all over if it meant I could spend one more moment with you." He then pulled her back close to him. Sam smiled, leaning down to kiss him.
"That's the sweetest thing I've ever heard." She gushed. Darry made a gagging noise from the kitchen and looked through the doorway into the living room.
"Why is Steve gonna pummel you?" Darry asked.
"Because, we...he.. Do we really have to talk about this now?" Soda asked rubbing his temples.
"You can tell me later. Go jump in the shower and me and Sam will eat." Soda smiled gratefully.
"I'll be back Sam." Soda said kissing her nose and making his way to the shower. Sam stood, stretching her arms into the air before making her way to the kitchen table. Darry sat some eggs and toast in front of her and she smiled.
"Thanks Darry."
"No problem. What can I get you to drink?" He asked, opening the fridge.
"Milk?" She suggested. He nodded.
"Milk we have." He took a glass out of the cabinet and poured it full, handing it to her and taking some orange juice for himself.
"So what's the deal with you and Soda?" He asked, sitting down and putting some salt on his eggs.
Sam grinned at him. "I'm not really sure. Last night we met at the movies and things clicked. I really like him Darry. But Steve freaked when he saw us kissing and kicked Soda out of our house yelling something about a male code." She shook her head. "Then I snuck out and came here."
"So he doesn't know you're here?" She shook her head. He nodded his. "I see."
"Your not mad are you?" She asked, looking at him.
"I can't be mad. You make my brother genuinely happy and he apparently makes you that way too. Steve will come around sooner or later. You just gotta give him time."
"I hope so." Sam stated, as they heard the front door open.
"Anybody home?" A familiar voice asked.
"In here!" Darry called. A few moments later a tall, blonde-haired hood appeared in the doorway.
"Kid! Long time no see!" Dally said, looking at Sam.
"Hey Dally." She said smiling as she stood and hugged him. He hugged her back for a moment before letting her go. It wasn't good for his rep to be hugging on girls and showing emotion. She sat back down to finish eating as he jumped onto the cabinet and made himself comfortable.
"How's life treatin' ya?" He asked.
"Okay I guess." She replied.
"What's the matter ki-?" He started but was cut off by the door opening again and someone stomping into the house ranting and yelling.
"Samantha! What the hell? I wake up and your gone! No note, No nothing! What's wrong with you?" Steve asked, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her up out of her chair.
"Steve! Stop it! Your hurting me!" She exclaimed looking at him. He looked furious.
"What the hell are you doing here anyway? As if I didn't know! Come to make out with Soda again? I don't think so!" He ranted, pulling her roughly towards the living room.
"Steve, let her go before you-" Darry started.
"Darryl, you shut up! When I want your opinion on how to treat my baby sister I will ask you! Until then I'd prefer you keep your nose out of my damn business! " Sam quickly stopped her pleads to be let go and everyone in the room fell silent. No one talked to Darry like that. It was common knowledge. Talking to Darry like that, was worse that telling Dally he was a gay Tim-lover. Soda came into the room a few seconds later, just in time to see Darry punch Steve in the face.
Sam gasped as Steve let go of her arm and fell backwards to the floor. Soda quickly stepped forward and pulled Sam away from the two as Steve slowly got to his feet, his eyes flashing with anger.
"Come on Sam. Were leaving." He growled as he gingerly touched the place Darry had hit him, which was starting to swell.
"No Steve, I don't want-"
"I said NOW."