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Willows POV

I left the DX and started to walk to the address Sodapop gave me. I didn't know if I could trust him. I hope I could. When I was walking my thoughts got interrupted.

"Hey babe." I turned around and saw no other than Dallas Winston.

"What do you want, hood." I said coolly reaching for my back pocket where I kept my brothers switch.

"That hurt," he said.

"Look, I'm not in the mood, unless you want a fat lip leave me alone." Now that was a bad move on my part. I could barely fight. Sure, my brother tried to teach me, but I'm a slow learner. The one thing he had taught me was not to be afraid of who could hurt me. That was easy for him to say, he didn't get hurt every day by Socs and the man who says he's a father.

"Do you have any idea who I am?" He said.

"Yeah I do, but I really don't care." Truth is, he had me scared to death.

"What do you got in that box?" Crap! I forgot I never took the money out of the box, so I was carrying a box of money.

"Nothing you would want."

"How do you know what I want?"

"Leave me alone!"

"No, give me what you got." He said.

"No! Just get out of my way!" He just punched me in the face. Then he punched me in the stomach, which was still sore from the day before. I fell down crying, He took the box, opened it, took the money, and left. I was on the side of the street, holding my stomach crying. I went to the lot to think.

Sodapop's POV

I couldn't believe Forrest had a sister. He was popular and I never even heard of Willow. She looked upset about something, so I let her go to my house. When I got there with Steve, everyone but Darry and Willow were there. I guess she didn't want to come.

"Hey guys," I said heading towards the couch. When I sat on the couch the door opened. It was Willow. She had a bruise on her face. She was crying. She saw Dally and looked really scared.

"He wont hurt you." I said. She mumbled something.

"What did you say?" Steve said.

"I said Sodapop is a liar." Willow said.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"He hit me and took my money!" She yelled, "I don't need to take your crap!"

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"I don't need everybody in this town beating me up!" She yelled and stormed out. We all went after her.

Willow's POV

I could handle Socs beating me up, it was their 'job,' but my father and greasers I couldn't handle. My father was supposed to take care of me and greasers were my own people. I just bolted out of Sodapop's house. I went back to the lot and about two minutes later they were there.

"Willow are you O.K.?" Sodapop asked me.

"No, I'm not O.K.! My life will never be O.K.!" I yelled.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

"None of you guys would care about my oh so wonderful life." I said sarcastically.

"Yeah we would." Ponyboy said. We go to the same school.

"Here's the social ladder: Socs, greasers, me! I hate my life! The only person that cares about me is gone!" I started to cry.

"What are you talking about?" Sodapop asked.

"My brother, he's in the cooler, trying to protect me! It's all my fault he's gone! If I left this place a long time ago I might still have him!"

"Who's your brother?" Dally asked coolly.

"Forrest Carlson."

"No, kidding." Dally said.

"Now he's gone and I don't know when I'll see him again!"

"How is it your fault?" Sodapop asked.

"I don't want to say."

"It's her father." Johnny said.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"I've seen you walking around bruised up all the time."

"How do you know its not just Socs?"

"I don't"

"Fine, my brother pulled a switch on my dad after he said he was gonna kill me, now he's in jail!"

"Don't you have a boyfriend?" Ponyboy asked. He must of seen me at school.

"Yeah, but he treats me like crap."

"Why don't you just break up with him?"

"I'm afraid to."

"I'll take care of it." Dallas said.

"Why would you want to help?" I asked.

"Since I beat you up, might as well beat someone else up to." He laughed.

"Come to my house." Sodapop said.

"Fine," I said. Why would they want to help me? Do they know what they're getting into? I'm just a hassle to everyone. Why would they be any different?

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