Home Chapter 13

A/N – Alright, I feel kinda bad. It's been a long long time since I've updated anything. Truth be told I lost a folder with a TON of chapters in it when I moved out of the dorms last year, then I found it when I was cleaning the apartment this week. I'm going to post whatever I found and perhaps I'll add to it at some point. I doubt anyone who was reading this is still around but if you are thank you and if you're new to my world welcome! Beware, I'm wicked bad about mary sues…

Disclaimer – Unless you really want my fishy don't bother suing…cause I don't own this either

That night we returned to the nightly double for no other reason then there was nothing else to do in Tulsa on a Saturday night. Unfortunately we didn't realize until after we were there that it was the same horrible beach blanket movie playing as the night before.

Pony and I both got bored quickly and had began to goof around, hitting each other and generally being loud. After several moments of the other boys shooting us dirty look (they liked Sandra Dee a little more then Pony and I, I guess we got up to wander around the lot.

We hadn't been gone long when as always trouble seemed to find us. I guess it was partly our fault, being as loud as we were; we probably were drawing unwanted attention to ourselves. After being yelled at a few times to shut up (and dumb us didn't listen) 3 very large boys came towards us.

"Looks like we need to teach some Greasers a lesson in how to shut the hell up when their out in public" Said the biggest one. "and I think I'll be starting with this pretty little thing."

He came toward me and Pony quickly pushed me out of the way and tried desperately to block the much larger guy. It was no match though; Pony against three much larger guys was not going to be a pretty picture. So I did the only thing I could, I jumped on the back of one, bit him hard on the shoulder and began to scream for the boys. Unfortunately the guy threw me off like I wasn't even there, and when I landed on my back things only got worse. When I hit the ground he came down quickly on top of me. Swinging and swearing for everything he was worth. The blows rained down on me, most connecting with my face and chest, I felt him hit my eye and knew I wouldn't be seeing out of it in the morning.

I tried to find Pony, tried to hold off the blows with my hands long enough to see him. I was getting more and more panicked when I couldn't see him, I could hear him though and it didn't sound like he was faring much better against his two then I was against my one. I heard him yelp and then grunt as he tried to get in at least a punch or two.

I had forgotten what it was like after all these years, to take a beating. Not just a smack from an angry parent or annoyed play punch between friends but a real beating, one that hurt and you couldn't stop. I also forgot what it was like to have that beating occur in a public place, people all around you and yet no one lifts a finger, no one wants to get involved.

The boys were there in seconds, though it seemed like hours, its amazing how much hitting can be done in such a short time span. Steve threw one well aimed punch into the face of the boy on top of me and that's all it took. Once it wasn't them against a young boy and a girl they turned tail and ran like cowards. Steve and Two-Bit ran after them while Soda ran over and checked to make sure Pony was ok. Once he was satisfied that his brother would be fine for the time being he hurried over to me.

Soda took my already swollen face into his hands and looked at it under the lights from the lot "Shit Baby, two nights back with us and look at your face…"

I pulled away, looking down into my lap "Its not that bad, really"

"Chloe, you lip is split, you have a bloody gash near your eye and you will have such shiners tomorrow that I'll be amazed if you can out of either eye!"

By this time Pony had come over to join us sitting in the dirt "Shit Chloe, look at you…"

"Its not that bad! I'm fine!" I was beginning to get exasperated.

Just then other boys came jogging back kneeling down next to us "They did a pretty good number on you Chloe" Steve said reaching out to examine my face.

"Jesus Christ!" I yelled, "I'm fine, nothing that hasn't happened before!" I got up and ran over to a bank of empty seats and sat down, trying my hardest not to cry. My face hurt like nothing I'd felt recently, but I didn't want to cry in front of the boys, not over something like this.

Soda came over and sat down besides me, he knew I was crying by this point and wasn't surprised in the slightest when I buried my face into his chest, same as I had done when our parents died. Soda held me for a moment before gently pulling away. He dried my tears with his thumbs and smiled at me sweetly. "You ok baby?"

"Yes, no, honestly I have no idea. I hated my life the last few years, but I was used to it. Now I'm back here with people I love and I don't know how to handle jerks like that anymore" I gestured to where the fight had been moments before.

"Don't worry right now, everything will be alright while your with me"

Soda's words were comforting and I knew they were the truth; nothing would hurt me if they had the power to stop it. I managed a small smile as he pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead.

When Soda kissed my forehead I got the most amazing feeling ever. I wanted him to kiss me again, really kiss me. Soda had always given me kisses when we were younger, on the forehead, on the cheek, in a brotherly fashion, but something felt different this time.

I looked in his eyes and saw something that mirrored my own. They held love and fear, anger and hurt, but most of all they held hope. Hope for what I didn't know, but hope was something that was scarce in a Greasers life, anyone who had any left was something special.

Soda leaned into me, his hands on my hips. I closed my eyes, anticipating the feeling of his lips on mine. Soda had kissed me once before…when we were about ten or so. We had seen Darry kissing some girl on the porch; we went out to the vacant lot and decided to try it. Darry had made it look fun; in reality it had been gross, wet, and slimy. We had laughed about it later but at the time it had been awkward, none of the guys had ever really seen me as a girl before, and I wasn't sure that I liked it.

But now we were adults and we had grown up a lot since that day in the lot, and had learned a lot to…perhaps this would go better.

His lips were mere centimeters from mine; I could feel his warm breath and could smell the scent of his skin and cheap cologne. He was about to close the last bit of distance when…

A/N – Sorry, after such a long break I know its mean to leave it there, but I have no where else to break it off! Also I apologize for the dumbness of them going back to the movies…but I had no other way to merge originally planned events with those that had been posted while this folder was missing. I hope you enjoyed it and more will be up ASAP. Also stay tuned cause I'm working on a new one and I think its going to be good…not posting anything till its finished though so I can avoid this situation! Thanks for sticking with me!

-angelchild