HELLO! I am here with a short chapter for y'all!
Oh and thanks to all who reviewed
p.s my C on my key board isn't working well... beware... i tried to catch mistakes though.
I stared at the wall above me. I studied the small details from the fact that it was very bumpy to the a small hole that leaked water when ever it rained. I was happy it wasn't now: It would be dripping on my face from were I'm laying. I lay on my warm, cozy bed. Now, when I hear a voice call me from down the hall, It feels cold and unforgiving just like the voice. I swung my feet around to the ground and headed to the source of the voice. It came from the living room and I was surprised to see who it was: it was Steve.
"Hey kid could you be any slower?"
"Sorry..." I mumbled," What do you need?"
" Booze... got any?"
" Steve, you know me and Darry don't drink."
" Give me the money for it then."
" Steve-"
" Give me Money!" He shouted and now, being as dumb as I am, just noticed the beer on his breath. I did not want to be me right now!
"I-I don't have any!" I stuttered. After I finished, Steve stared at me for what felt like hours. Then, he stared laughing. I was scared to be honest. When Steve was drunk, no one knew what he would do.
" You better give me your damn money Ponyboy." He said and his voice turn icy again.
" ... I have n-none" Shortly after, a harsh punch to the gut was given to me.
" I know you do!" His voice rose and I am positive our neighbors could hear it. I quickly searched threw my mind to where I could find money. However, this was not fast enough for Steve and He roughly pushed me down. My head hit the ground so hard I though it might break. Luckily, I heard Darry's engine growl outside.
" Till next time..." Steve whispered in my ear and ran out the back door just as Darry came in the front door and yelled,
" Ponyboy! Why are you on the floor?"
ohhh just a filler... please review?
random question of the day: If a cheese is thrown at your face what do you do?