Disclaimer: I do not own the Outsiders, or any of the characters except Lucy Harris. Also, the song Maybe Tonight belongs to Nicole Atkins.
You were meant to be mine
I draw a dual with the cards of gods
That were played in fate and time
As the foursome opened the front door to Buck's, they were immediately greeted with the strong smell of cigarette smoke and alcohol.
Sylvia picked a spot by the bar for them to sit. Lucy eyed the room warily, taking in her surroundings. She had never been to Buck's, but had heard stories about what went on there. Dancing close, kissing, and other things she was absolutely forbidden to partake in.
"Hey, kid, your boyfriend's here," Evie taunted, grabbing her attention.
Lucy felt like her heart was in her throat as she spotted Curly walking through the door. His eyes were sparkling with laughter at something his brother said.
Evie stared at Lucy in awe. "Out of all the guys in town, she picks Tim Shepard's goof of a brother."
"Shut up, it's cute. I remember when I was fifteen, and crushing on Two-Bit," Kathy said, a dreamy expression planted on her face.
Evie scoffed. "Yeah, and look at him," she said meanly.
Kathy pretended not to hear Evie's comment as she turned towards Lucy. "So, are you gonna go over there, and get your man?" she said teasingly.
Lucy giggled at the thought of Curly being called her man.
"No, I'll do it," Sylvia answered for her.
"Oh dear god, this won't turn out well," Kathy muttered under her breath.
Sylvia tossed her hair. "It'll be easy as pie," she said matter of factly.
xxxx
Sylvia sauntered over to Tim and Co's table.
"Hey boys," she greeted them.
All their eyes were on her, just as she liked it.
"Tim," she cooed with a bat of her big brown eyes.
"What do ya want Sylvia?" he grunted, taking a swig of his half emptied beer.
"I need to speak with you in private," she said.
He sighed, and drained the rest of his beer. "You heard her boys, get lost."
As his gang left one by one, Tim got down to business.
"What?" he said, a blank look across his scarred face.
Sylvia was never one to dilly dally, so she just spit it out.
"I need your brother," she said simply.
Tim raised an eyebrow. "Why? You're not gonna fuck with him, are ya?"
Sylvia shook her head. "It's not for me. You see the little blonde sitting next to Kathy and Evie?" She pointed to Lucy.
"Yeah,"
"That's Lucy. Believe it or not, she's smitten with your brother." Sylvia said with a laugh.
"So?" Tim said tepidly.
"So," Sylvia said with enthusiasm, "Let me borrow him."
"I dunno, "Tim said dubiously.
"I'll make it worth your while," Sylvia said seductively, placing her hand on Tim's thigh.
His dark eyes glowed with allurement. "You better."
Sylvia smiled victoriously, as Tim got up and brought Curly over.
"What'd I do this time?" Curly asked.
"Nothin', but you're going to," Tim ordered, a sly grin spread across his mouth.
xxxx
Shortly after Sylvia had left to get Curly, both Evie and Kathy's boyfriends had shown up. They left Lucy at the bar alone, but promised to return.
She couldn't blame them for wanting to get away from her. She wasn't exactly the chatty type, which would explain why Lucy had so few friends. That was why she couldn't understand why in the world a beautiful, popular girl like Sylvia, would even want to give her the time of day.
But even so, Lucy was thankful for Sylvia's kindness. If it wasn't for Sylvia, she would probably be sitting at home by her lonesome watching The Beverly Hillbillies'.
"Tim, you can't just go off and give me to people," Curly whined after he had told him what he wanted him to do.
"Kid, if I really wanted to, I could sell you to the fuckin' circus. Now go on," Tim said, giving Curly a shove towards the bar, as he put his free arm around Sylvia.
Curly walked as slow as humanly possible to the bar. Curly was never one to turn down a girl who wanted him, since it rarely happened, but this was nuts. He didn't even know the broad!
As he approached the blonde, he took a deep breath. "Here we go," Curly murmured, as he sat in the worn out leather stool.
She turned her head to see who had sat down. Her blue eyes gleamed with happiness when she saw it was him. He had never seen anyone's eyes light up like that when he was in the room. Usually it was Tim who got reactions like that out of women.
"Hi," she said shyly.
"Hey," he said with little emotion.
Lucy frowned. "What's the matter?
Curly wasn't about to tell her that his brother made him come over there so that him and Sylvia could fuck. He was an asshole, for sure, but not that big of an asshole.
He gave her a half smile. "Nothin', so what's your name?"
"Lucy," she said simply.
"Okay Lucy, you want a beer?" he asked, always the gentleman.
Lucy shook her head violently. "My daddy would skin me alive and hang me on the wall."
Curly chuckled. Maybe this favor for Tim wouldn't be as awful as he thought it would be.
A/N: This chapter of Jaded isbeing posted on Good Fic Day. In doing so, we hope to encourage other authors to use spellcheck, correct punctuation, and get rid of the god awful Mary Sue. But most importantly, we hope to write fics that would make S.E. Hinton proud.