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 Five
I was sitting in my car, just staring at my steering wheel, with music softly playing. I was thankful no one had come out of the house, because I didn't think I could handle, talking about this.
I was thrown out of my thoughts, when there was a knock on my window, and my brother was leaning down. I groaned, as I rolled down my window, "Can I help you, Dallas?"
"Shit, what has your panties in a bunch," My brother stared at me confused, and a little annoyed I used his full name.
"You're still not my favorite person, so please go into the house, and leave me alone to think," I went to roll my window back up, but he placed his hand on the door, before I was able to, "Did Shepherd hurt you?"
I shoved my door open, accidentally hitting his knee, as I jumped out of the car. I shoved him, not caring he was hurting already, then punched him, "No he never touched me, you, the soc, and mom, are the only ones who hurt me so far." I couldn't stop the tears, as I kept throwing punches at my brother, "You -"
"And I feel guilty about that," My brother yelled, trying to scoot sway.
Before I could throw another punch, I felt arms wrap around me, and started whispering in my ear. "Sam, calm down alright, we need to clean your hands."
I turned my head, to see Buck, looking down at me, and Sarah, standing on the front porch. Then looked at my brother, who was now sporting a bloody nose, "It's not my blood," I allowed ,Sarah, to take me into the house, leaving my brother, and Buck, outside to talk, "I don't know what got into me."
Sarah, brought me into the bathroom, and started cleaning my hand, "You feel better?"
"What do you mean?" I asked, as I watched the water in the sink, turn pink from my brothers blood.
"Hitting your brother," She answered, as she sat on the edge of the tub, and started running the water, "I know a lot of shit happened to you in the last few months, and you really haven't been dealing with any of it."
"I guess I couldn't hold my temper, especially when he applied my boyfriend could hurt me," I removed my clothes, and then soaked into the now full tub, as Sarah, started painting her nails, "I got my results."
She didn't even look up, from painting her nails, "What's the verdict?"
"It isn't a court ruling," I laughed, always enjoying her company.
"Can you still answer my question?" She blew on her fingers, as she looked towards me.
"I'm in trouble," I answered, feeling the heat rise to my cheek, "I thought the pill was suppose to prevent this type of situation."
"Did you forget to take it, when you fooled around?" She asked, then knelt down, and took my hand, "You've got a bun in the oven?"
"He used a condom, whenever I forgot the pill," I answered, as she helped clean my back,
"Doesn't always work that way, it's important not to miss a pill," She smiled at me, lowering her voice, "Does he know?"
"Which he?" I asked, referring to my brother, Buck, and boyfriend.
"The one, who helped with the baking," Sarah laughed, as I splashed some water on her, "Does he know?"
"No," I looked down at the scar on my stomach, tracing the marking with my finger tips, "The doctor thinks I might be around eleven week along."
Sarah stood to her feet, and walked towards the door, "I'll run to your room, and grab you leggings, and Buck's, sweatshirt you like."
"Thank you," I stood, and wrapped the towel around me, before sitting on the toilet to wait.
"I got your clothes," A voice I wasn't expecting, knocked on the door.
"Come in," I barely let out, "Tim."
My boyfriend came into the restroom, and set the clothes onto the sink, before kneeling down in front of me, "Are you alright?"
"I don't know," I threw the sweat shirt on, followed by the leggings, as my boyfriend remained kneeling in front of me, "Do you like children?"
"What kind of question is that?" He was rubbing my legs, as I played with the hem of the sweatshirt.
I stood to my feet, and walked to the door, "I didn't mean for this to happen."
He stood behind me, and spun me around, "What didn't you mean to happen? What did the doctor say?"
"I'm pregnant," I whispered, so only he could hear me, before going into the kitchen, "Want something to eat?" I squealed, as I was spun around, and met with a very eager kiss.
Tim smiled, as he set me on the kitchen counter, and held onto my waist, "How far are you?"
"About eleven weeks," I answered, as I wrapped my arms around his neck, "So much for protection."
"I love you so much," He moved a hand to my flat stomach, as he stared into my eyes, "I want to marry you, as soon as we're able too."
"Can we eat first," I asked, as I jumped off the counter, "Maybe something from, The Dingo."
"April, might be getting off work, so Raodie, will be there. The four of us could eat together," My boyfriend took me by the hand, "So did you think you might be?"
"Not really, because I don't feel much symptoms, just was worried about the absence of my period, during the last couple months," I let him take me by the hand, and lead me outside, of the surprisingly empty house, "Where is everyone?"
"I think Buck, took your brother to the emergency room, something about a broken nose," My boyfriend stared at me, as I climbed onto the back of his bike, "What are you doing?"
"I miss your bike," I answered, slipping on my helmet, "Let's go, we're hungry."
He just laughed, as he got on the front, and then drove us to the diner, "Wouldn't want you guys to go hungry."
Roadie, was leaning against his van, when we reached the diner. He smiled when we pulled up beside him, "Hey, what brings you two here?"
"Was craving some chili fries," I answered, jumping off the back of the bike, and going over to hug my friend, "Is April, still working?"
"Yeah, she should be getting off any moment," Roadie answered, wrapping an arm around my shoulder, as my boyfriend wrapped his arm around my hip.
"Was wondering if you wanted to eat with us," Tim asked, as we entered the noisy diner, and made our way to a corner booth.
Roadie stared me up, and down with a smirk, "Interesting outfit, nice hair due."
I blushed, burying my face, against my boyfriends chest, "I forgot to change."
"You look great, babe," Tim assured, as he kissed me, before turning to his best friend, "Can you and April, come to the courthouse, next Wednesday?"
Roadie laughed, "I don't think I have work."
"Hey guys," April climbed over her boyfriend, and scooted next to me, "How are you two?"
"I am doing great," I answered, taking a drink of my water, which the waitress brought, "How are you doing?"
"I am doing good, what are you ordering?" April, looked over the menu, as if she never been here before. "Why do you look at the menu, don't you know every order by memory?"
"She always looks at the menu?"Roadie explained.
"Just because this is my work, doesn't mean I look at the menu every minute," April smiled at me, "but I think chili fries sound good."
"Get an order of onion rings, then we could share," I suggested.
"I don't like onion rings," She rubbed my back, "How about friend zucchini?"
"Oh, that does sound good," I looked at my boyfriend, and gave one of my sweet smiles, "What are you getting, Tim?"
"I'll probably get my usual," He answered, as he rolled his eyes.
I frowned, as I looked down at my beads, "That doesn't come with onion rings."
He laughed, along with Roadie, "I'll order a side of onion rings, it's no problem."
"You're the best," I leaned in, and kissed his cheek, before snuggling back into his side.
"Babe, Tim, and Sam, want us to witness for there marriage next Wednesday," Roadie pulled his own girl, to his side.
April squealed, as she slid next to me, and took my hand, "We need to buy you a dress."
"No, it's just a court wedding, I have dresses," I answered, watching our linked hand, "I might have some fabric anyways, it's a pretty blue color."
"Oh, I forgot you sewed, not blue. You have to wear white," She explained, glaring at my boyfriend who laughed.
"But I'm not a virgin," I whispered, causing my boyfriend, to laugh harder, "Far from, actually."
"That's bull shit, no one else needs to know," The blonde assisted, squeezing my hand a little tighter, "We're buying fabric."
I looked at my boyfriend, and mouthed, 'Help me.'
"I like her in blue, April," He kissed the side of my head, before looking back at our friend, "I'll wear white, if that makes you happy."
April sighed, as she scooted back to her boyfriend, who was laughing, "It's your wedding."
"So when do you move into your new pad?" Roadie asked, playing with his napkin.
"Tuesday," I answered.
"You could sleep over Tuesday night, and then I could drive you to the courthouse the next day," April looked at her boyfriend, "Roadie, you could crash at Tim's, that night."
"Believe me, April," Tim pulled me even closer, if that was even possible, "His company isn't the same."
"I would like to sleep in my own home, the first night," I added.
"I wonder if, Buck, still talks to that minister friend, who married him and Sarah," April was mostly talking to herself, not even looking at any of us.
"He's at the rodeo, every weekend," I answered, then realized where she was going, with the question, "Which doesn't matter, because we are getting married in the courthouse."
"So you all ready for finals?" She asked, thankfully changing the subject.
"Yes, been studying with Ponyboy, I actually need to get a note pad, since I ran out of paper," I smiled as the waitress came with our order, "I don't remember ordering."
"I did, while you girls were talking," My boyfriend explained, he passed me my food, and then started on his own.
The four of us stepped out of the diner, after we finished eating. I rubbed my stomach, and smiled, "I am very full."
My boyfriend placed his hand over my stomach, wrapping his other arm around my waist, "Did you both get enough?"
I smiled, forgetting about our friends presence, for the second, "I couldn't eat anything else."
"You said 'both'," April was at my side once again, her eyes sparkling.
"I need to get back home," I climbed onto the back of my boyfriends bike, not really wanting to answer the question yet.
Tim looked at me, then back to his friends, "Don't tell anyone else, Dally, doesn't know." He hugged April, before climbing onto his bike, "See you at the pool hall, great hanging out with you Sam."
"Yes sweety, see you later," April waved, as we drove away.
Ponyboy, was sitting on the front steps, when we reached the house. With his books in arm. He stood when we stopped, and reached out a note pad, "Ready to study?"
"Shit, Ponyboy, I forgot we were going to study," I looked at my boyfriend, as he stood beside me, "Tim, I forgot I promised Pony, we could study tonight."
"That's fine, I'll go rest in your room," He leaned in, and gave me a kiss, before passing my friend, "Good to see you, Pony."
"Yeah, you too," Pony looked at me, once my boyfriend went up the stairs, as we went into the sitting room, "So did you, and Tim, get the house?"
"Yeah, we move in next Tuesday," I sat on the other side of the coffee table, and then reached for my books, which I kept under the couch, "So are you ready for the test?"
"As ready as any other sophomore," He grinned, as he stared at me, "Can't believe we'll be juniors next year."
"I think I am going to get my GED, next year," I waited for his reaction, as he handed me his extra notepad, "Thanks, I forgot to buy my own."
"I figured, you been busy," He smirked, as he turned back to look at his notebook, "So GED, makes since, since you're moving in with Tim."
"What does Tim, have to do with me wanting a GED," I glared at him, before reading the chapter.
"Sorry, just meant that you seem so bored in the classes, thought you wouldn't want to waist time with school anymore," Pony explained, doodling on his paper.
"Sorry for snapping, Pony," I patted his hand, before getting to my feet, "Can I fix you a drink?"
"I'll have a coke," Pony walked with me, as he stretched, "So can't believe you'll just be down the street from my house, instead of the other side of town. Tim, will almost be our neighbor, after next week."
"Yeah, we will be able to study, a lot more too,"' I filled a couple glasses with coke, and handed one over to him.
"You probably won't be returning to school, remember you're getting your GED," He sat at the bar stool, and started on the bowl of chex mix, which buck always had at the bar.
"I will still be going to class, just taking GED, classes they hold at night," I answered, going back to the coffee table, and starting to study again.
"So you'll be taking night classes," Pony asked, taking his seat across from me, once again, "but we wont be studying the same thing."
"Yeah, but my house will be more peaceful, then yours to study," I reminded, since his house always had people coming, and going.
"Maybe Darry, will let me do night school to," My friend asked, then shook his head, "Then I won't be able to get a track scholarship."
"Yeah, you have a chance to get a free ride, to a college," I smiled, then realized the time, "We got to get you home," I went to grab my keys, and noticed they weren't in there place, then realized I didn't even see my car, "Shit, I hate my brother!" I slammed the glass onto the floor, "He knows he can't drive my car."
Buck, and Tim, came running down the stairs, both looking equally confused when they saw me calmly sweep the glass, "So breaking my glasses now, Sam, again?"
Tim took the broom from my hand, as he pulled me into his arms, looking at my friend, "What happened, Ponyboy?"
I cut my friend off, before he had a chance to answer, "Dally, he took my damn car, that asshole."
"Fuck, thought you took the car," Buck looked like he wanted to slam something, but then softened, "I should call the cops, and say your car got stolen. I thought he fell asleep, when we came home from the hospital, you broke his nose by the way," he was smirking.
"I'll dial the number," I went to where the phone was, and started to dial, when the door opened back up.
"Hey, you're back," My brother was standing in the doorway, then gulped when he noticed us staring at him, setting my car keys on the counter, "I borrowed your car, hope you don't-"
"I'll give you that ride home now," I looked at my boyfriend, and tossed the keys to him, "Can you drive, then we could crash at your house." I collected my books, and the things I would need for school the next day, before walking out of the house. "Buck, I'll be home tomorrow, and Dal?"
"Yeah?" My brother wasn't even looking at me.
"I'm getting married, moving in with Tim, and we're having a baby," I ignored Pony, and Buck's, surprised faces, as I glared at my brother, "So if you decided to run away again, because you are unhappy with how I am living, then don't bother trying to be a part of my life."
Buck, looked pleased with my warning, as he hurried up the stairs, "Night, Sam."
"Bye, Ole Dally," My boyfriend called, leading me to my car, with Pony right behind me.
I fell asleep on the way of taking Pony home, but according to my boyfriend, they couldn't stop laughing at the scene I made...
To be continued...