I do not own any of the characters or part of the storyline, they are owned by S.E.Hinton. How jealous I am. :-p
Chapter One
Soda POV
I strolled home from the DX on my own. Steve was staying longer so he could talk to Evie, I decided to leave them too it and being a sixteen year-old I figured nothing bad could come of it. I didn't think Darry would flip of about it like he would if it were Ponyboy, because Ponyboys our younger brother, and well, I can use my head. I didn't this time. It was getting quite dark and I hummed to myself happily, brushing my soft blonde hair out of my eyes. I smiled at a girl as I walked past her and her friends, she smiled back. There was no-one else on the street, it was just me now. Suddenly as I walked past an alleyway I felt strong hands grab my arms and waist and pull me backwards and a low voice whispering, "Hello pretty," in my ear. I didn't have time to scream or fight them. I glanced out at the street just as I was pulled behind the alley and it disappeared from view. I fought at the hands desperately and swung round catching the guy in the jaw. It was only then that I realised who it was. six soc's, all eighteen and over were surrounding me. I swore to myself, there was no way I could fight all of them. One of them lunged towards me but I dodged out the way and he threw another a punch which missed. I kicked him in the side panicking but one of them hit me in the head. I fell against the wall dazed, trying to get focus back and stop myself from blacking out. It was the chance they needed. Swiftly they grabbed me round my waist and slammed my back forcefully on the rough ground. I cried out in pain and attempted to struggle but two of them grabbed my arms and pinned them above my head. Another sat on my chest so I found it hard to breathe. He threw a hand tight over my mouth and leaned sickingly close to me.
"Let's have some fun, eh pretty?" he smirked.
I bit his hand and he smacked me round my face, catching my cheekbone. He hit me again, this time catching my jaw and mouth. I became aware that my lip was bleeding badly. The soc leant forwards, a look of evil in his eye. I suddenly realised that he could do anything to me and nobody would know. Nobody at all. He gently licked the blood off my lip. I kept my mouth tightly closed and hated the feel of his tongue on my face, on my lips. He leant forwards and kissed me, forcing my mouth open and sticking his tongue down my throat. I forced and moved my head to the side, but he started kissing my neck. The other soc's started cheering and began to start unbuttoning my shirt. My chest was starting to hurt real bad and I felt like I was going to pass out at any second. I felt someone's cold hands just above my trousers and realised in shock that they were starting to unbutton them. I screamed but the soc on top of me took advantage of my sudden open mouth. He ran his hands down my bare chest until he reached where they were unbuttoning my trousers. With my hands still pinned above my head, I knew I was powerless to stop it, and I hated that feeling. I groaned and shook my head from side to side. Someone's hand was clamped over my mouth. The soc's mouth was getting further and further down my chest, his hands still fingering the buttons on them trying to undue them. My head was aching and my chest was hurting. I was so frightened. Just as the soc's mouth reached below my belly button, I heard lots of shouting and yelling and the soc's ran off down the street. There were people jumping over me and running past me and lot's of noise. I didn't hear or see them after that. And with my trousers half unfastened and my shirt undone I slowly and thankfully let the pain go away and passed out just as someone shouted, "Soda!"
