New house, new ideas. THATS RIGHT, I'M BACK. YEEEAHHHH BUDDDY. ;]

I dont own The Outsiders. Im getting tired of the same lyrics...so I'm getting new ones. :D

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Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me

-Nickleback- Savin' me

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"Look, I don't-"

"Just listen!" I said, and walked closer to him, "I know I messed up! I know I screwed up everything! But, just hear me out."

He didn't answer, and I continued on. " I'm sorry, okay? I hate what I did...I regret everything! I messed up big time..I lost you...I lost Two-Bit..I lost everyone's trust..." I could already feel tears forming in my eyes. Steve was standing there, but he was emotionless. in fru

"I lost everything..." I could now feel tears streaming down my face, "and now I lost Pony because of my stupid ways!" I turned around and slammed my hands down on the counter in frustration, causing Steve to jump. I then let the tears flow. I couldn't hold them back, no matter what.

Steve then said something. "You lost the kid?"

"W-we had a fight a few nights ago, when Pony came home l-late...and he just..broke."

He had a bitter smile on his face. "I knew it!" he said, louder than he meant to be, "I knew the kid would break! It would take only a matter of time, but the way you guys were headed, it was fuckin' obvious! You had to be a complete idiot not to see it! Darry yellin' at him constantly, you wasting your fuckin' life away...It was just a matter of time!"

I was taken aback by his words. He was right. "I k-know that! I just...I just was too blind to see it, alright? I was wasting my life away, like you just said! I didn't give a fuck about anything..I just..." I couldn't finish. I started full out crying.

" I know you couldn't," he said, his voice lowering, "you turned to drugs and crap and threw away the life you had."

"I know what I fucking did!" I yelled at him, "I know what I did wrong! I wish I could take it back, but you and me both know I can't! I just...I just want my life back! Before this...shit started..." It felt weird cursing at a friend, but I couldn't control what was coming out of my mouth. It sort of just had a mind of it's own.

I looked up at Steve, and saw his again emotionless face. I knew he wouldn't forgive me, and I wouldn't blame him.

"Look man, I just want to tell you..I'm sorry. I'm sorry for screwing up, I'm sorry for pushing you away...and I'm really sorry for what I did to myself."

"So am I," he muttered, and looked at me with a cold look, " I don't think I can forgive you. It doesn't work like that. Man...you just pushed me away, even when I tried to help you! Do you really think I would forgive you after that?"

"No, I don't.." I still felt warm tears running down my cheek.

"But," he said, and his face changed, "You were my friend. We've been best buddies for God knows how long. Sure we've had bad moments, but we always forgave each other."

"Does that mean-" he cut me off. "No, that don't mean we're okay again! You screwed up, and this situation is different. But, I miss you. Yeah I know, Steve Randle is actually saying he misses somebody! Well, yes I do. I miss my buddy. It was hard going on without ya."

I smiled. "So, you forgive me?"

"No," he said, and my smile disappeared, "but that don't mean I hate you. I need to know i can trust ya before I go on and forgive you for what you did."

I nodded, understanding. "I'm sorry."

"I know ya are," and he smiled. A real smile.

"So, how long-"

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"So how much longer till we get to New York?" Curly asked, frustrated. He was tired of traveling, and just wanted to be there already. He wasn't the only one. I was sick and tired of driving, sleeping, and trying to survive on my own.

"I don't know," I grumbled, trying to keep my eyes on the road, "Few hours, maybe?"

"I hate this!" he crumbled up the map and threw it at the windshield.

"Well, this was your bright idea."

"Shut it Curtis!" He growled, giving me a glare. I bit my lip, holding in a laugh.

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It was late at night, and Curly had gone to sleep. He insisted that he drove, but I didn't trust him.

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Curly was snoring loudly, and I was about to wake him up. It was annoying.

A few minutes later, I passed a sign that said, 'NEW YORK'.

I slapped Curlys arm. "Curly, wake up! Were in New York!"

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