A/N: Here is a new outsider fiction I been working on, sorry about my spelling, and I hope you enjoy this story. I wrote it a while ago, but my internet decided not to work for the last few months, so I just barely got around to posting the first few chapters.
Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own the characters, except the girls of course, minus Angela.
Have a good read...
Tim's Girl - Chapter Four
My brother was leaning against the front door, staring down at the two of us, "So your still around, Shepard?" He had a beer in one hand, and probably might have been about three, from the way he was swaying while just standing.
Tim, just held me close, as we passed my brother. "Forgot you told me, that he was coming for the weekend," he whispered.
"I forgot, too," I walked behind the bar, and fixed myself a rum coke, with mostly coke.
"You're drinking now?" My brother started laughing, as he sat on a stool, "Hard stuff from the looks of it."
"Why did you come back?" I went to sit on my boyfriends lap.
"I'm moving back home," My brother walked over to where I was sitting, and leaned down towards me.
"Good for you, I'm moving out," I stood to my feet after finishing my drink, and hurried up to my room.
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"Dally, she don't want you in her room!"
"I'm her brother, you're-"
"Her boyfriend, the one that was here, while you took off to Texas."
I opened the door, just as my brothers fist came towards me, probably aiming for my boyfriend, who was now standing behind me. I screamed, as I felt a sharp throbbing pain, on the side of my face, "Shit."
"Damn, Dally," Tim scooped me up in his arms, and carried me back into my room, "I want to kill your brother."
"Shit, he hits hard," I held my cheek, ignoring the tears, "Don't kill him, Tim."
"Hey, Sam, I grabbed some ice," My brother held out a bag of ice, and handed it to Tim, "I wasn't aiming at you, I-"
"-was trying to hit my boyfriend," I pressed the bag to my cheek, already knowing there was a bruise rising, and placing my hand on Tim's, knee to keep him from attacking my brother.
Tim took my hand, and kissed my palm, before getting to his feet in my brothers face, "You hurt her."
"I was aiming for you," My brother glared at, Tim.
"Not now, when you abandoned her," My boyfriend glanced at me, before taking my brother by the collar, "You know how much she was hurting, especially after your mothers trip here."
"Mom, she came to see us, why didn't Buck, say anything?" My brother had a confused look on her face.
"I don't have parents anymore, not after she told me to sign emancipation papers, while her lawyer watched," I stood to my feet, and took one of my boyfriends hands, and lead him out of my room.
My brother ran in front of me, once we reached the bottom of the stairs, and blocked my exit, "What does that mean?"
"It means, that my mother isn't claiming me anymore, because she wants to pretend she didn't cheat. So my step dad would take her back." I answered, poking my finger against his chest, "Because if I don't exist to them, then there marriage was peachy. So now I could make my own decisions, not that I have a choice now."
"You know she was attacked, by a couple of Soc, on her way home from school couple months ago. We couldn't be in the damn room with her, when the doctor was looking her over, because none of us were related," My boyfriend was now standing between my brother, and I again, "She was scared, and had no family here, all because you got pissed she was dating me."
"Why didn't Buck, call me?" My brother tried to get around my boyfriend, to where I was now sitting.
"Because, I never had your fucking address, or phone number," Buck answered, from behind me, "We were lucky they allowed , Sister Margrethe, to come in with her. Sarah, actually went and picked the nun up, because your sister wanted someone with her."
"She stayed all night with me," I smiled as I thought about the sweet woman.
Buck, rested his hand on my shoulder, and gave a gentle squeeze, "She was a good lady, came everyday for a week, after the situation."
I noticed my brothers puzzled look, and sighed, "She pasted away last month."
"I'm sorry to hear that, I know you two were real close," My brother actually was sincere, making it hard for me to stay to angry.
"She was old, they let me give the eulogy, and gave me her crucifix," I reached my arm out, to show my brother the beads repeatedly wrapped around my wrist. "They even gave me some of her old hymnals, and books."
"Well she had you, as next of ken," Buck smiled, as he looked down at me, "You're car run smooth?"
"Yes, I love it," I blushed when my boyfriend winked at me.
"So what's with the bruise?" Buck asked, automatically looking at my brother.
"How do you know it wasn't him?" My brother asked, pointing to my boyfriend.
"Because he wouldn't harm a hair on her, and would be close to kill anyone who does," Buck answered, matter of fact like.
"Yeah, you should see the soc, who attacked her," Sarah smiled, as she came into the house, she looked at my brother, "Hey Dally, did Samantha, let you stay?"
"This isn't her house, it's Buck's," My brother was watching , Sarah, and she sat beside me on the couch.
"And your sisters, as long as she wants," Buck informed, exchanging knowing looks with Tim.
"Yeah he's staying, the Curtis's, have to many worries of there own, they don't need my brothers drama," I smiled at ,Sarah, when she squeezed my hand. "Besides, I think he wouldn't have to much of a welcome there either."
"Well are you, and Tim, staying? I got some Ox tails, from a guy who rides at the rodeo, a thank you for helping him break in his horses," Buck, walked over to my brother, and punched him on the shoulder, "Don't hit your sister again."
I smiled at Buck, knowing my brother wouldn't hit back, especially if he needed a place to sleep, "So how long you staying?"
"We'll see," My brother answered, "but I will give you my address, of a couple of my friends, who I normally crash with. Got a job delivering packages, once in the while."
"Better not do any deliveries, while your crashing here," Tim, warned standing next to, Buck, Ill help you grill." He knelt down, and gave me a kiss, before following Sarah, and Buck, out of the room.
I love these people...
A Couple Hours Later
"So did Buck know?" I asked my boyfriend, once we were alone.
"Know what?" He asked, shutting the door to my room, before he undressed down to his briefs. "Despite how he looks, he does know quiet a lot."
"Tim," I just rolled my eyes, as I shoved him back, onto my bed, "I meant, about you wanting me to live with you."
"I told him," He pulled me down on top of him.
"That's why you exchanged looks," I rolled off of him, and laid on my back, "So have you ever asked a girl to marry you?"
"Not even close," He stroked my cheek, as he rolled over me, and gently kissed my lips, "Roadie, and April, offered to be there to witness."
"Witness?" I asked, as I ran my fingers through his hair.
"Yeah, so they have proof, that we were legally wed. They provide someone if we didn't have people, but I rather have my best friend there," He caught my hand, and kissed my palm, " I mean if you said yes."
"When did you realize you wanted to marry me?" I closed my eyes, as he kissed up my arm, to my neck.
"That night, after you were attacked, and they wouldn't let me in the room at the hospital," He laid back on the mattress, then pulled me on top of him, with his arms wrapped around my waist.
"If we're married, then they can't keep you out, because you would be my husband," I stared into his eyes, as he made circle on my back, "You know, sister Margrethe, she told me I was lucky having a young man who cared so much for me. She told me you slept the whole night in the waiting room, even when Sarah, and Buck, returned home for the evening."
"Well the girl I was in love with, was attacked, and who knows what," He flipped me over, and traced the scar I had, leading from under my right breast to my naval. His eyes glazed over, the way they seemed to do, whenever we talked about that night,
I pulled his head towards mine, and stared into his eyes, "Hey, it wasn't anyone's fault, and I am alright?"
"I wanted to kill that kid, and probably would had, if Roadie, hadn't stopped me," He gave me a last kiss, before laying beside me, and pulling me into his arms before falling asleep.
Flashback
A Couple Months Earlier
I was walking through the parking lot, since I had been at school, studying in the library. Was going to meet Tim, at the Dingo, since I hadn't really had to much time to visit him with finals, and studying.
"Well look here, Adam."
I turned and glared at my two classmates, Adam, and Peter. They were two soc', who liked to give any greaser trouble, but as far as I knew didn't hurt girls, "What do you want, Peter?"
He removed a flask from his pocket, and took a sloppy sip, before handing it to his friend, "Where's your boyfriend, Samantha?"
I reached into my pocket, and gripped my blade, which got the attention, of Adam, "I was actually on my-"
Adam, grabbed my wrist, and pulled out my hand with the blade, "What you plan on doing with this?" It accidentally slipped from my grip, and fell right in front of, Peter.
"You carry a blade?" Peter asked, as he bent down and picked my blade up, flipping the blade out.
I stupidly went to grab it, when Adam, grabbed me from my arms, keeping me from moving, "Let go of me, son of a bitch!"
Peter smirked, as he pressed the tip below my right breast, not really pressing it in hard. He wasn't even focusing on anything, but the blade in his hand, and then I felt Adam shove me, "Shit, Adam!"
"Help," The last thing I remembered, was staring into the shocked eyes of, Peter, as I gripped his shoulders before falling to the ground.
I had screamed for my friends, who weren't able to be with me, until they gave me something to knock me out. Then when I woke up, sister Marguerite, was sitting by my bed, singing from one of her hymnals.
End of Flashback
Three Months Later
"I created a little sex kitten, didn't I?" My boyfriend asked, after our second go around, as we snuggled in his bed.
"Where is your brother, and sister?" I asked, drawing little circles around his belly button, as he stroked my hair.
"Angela, is probably watching her shows, and Curly, is at work," He answered, pulling me closer in his arms,
"I can't believe we did it though," I couldn't keep the smile off my face, as I thought about our new home, which we were planned to move into in a week, "It's perfect."
"Now all you have to do, is agree to marry me," Tim, looked at the time, and groaned.
"Why can't we just live together," I asked, as I sat up, and leaned against the headboard.
"We could, and we are, just want you to be my family," He was rubbing my thigh, as he laid on his own side, to look at me, "We love each other, right?"
I smacked him softly, as I leaned in to kiss him, "You know I love you, Tim."
"Then let me take care of you," He placed a kiss to my knee, as I pulled my leg up to my chin, and rested my head, "I won't want anyone, the way I want you."
I smiled, as I stared down at him, then looked at the clock, "I will make a lousy wife, I barely know how to cook."
"You make great toast," He smirked, as he sat up beside me, and wrapped an arm around my shoulder, "and since when don't you know how to cook, even my sister likes your cooking, better then our moms."
"Fine then, I will," I kissed him, before throwing on my summer dress, and walking out of his room, "I'll see you later, Shepherd." I was at my car, when I was suddenly spun around, and in the most passionate kiss I ever thought possible.
He was staring down at me, as he kept his arms wrapped tightly around me, "You said yes?"
"I said fine, but still means yes," I blushed, when I realized he didn't have his shirt on, and his pants weren't fastened, "I need to get to the doctor, I'll-"
He loosened he held me at arms length, now suddenly worried, "Are you alright, why are you going to the doctors?"
"I haven't been feeling well, so I made an appointment with the clinic," I looked at his watch, where he wear a watch all the time, "and I will be late, if I don't head there now. I will see you later, alright?"
"I'm going with you," He announced, trying to take my keys, with no success.
"You won't be able to go in the room with me, and besides it's just to receive my results from last weeks appointment," I gently shoved his chest, just enough to slide out of his embrace, "I will meet you at, Bucks, later."
"We will definitely talk, later," He waved, as I drove away.
To be continued...