Chapter 3

Okay this is chapter three. I am very sorry about the spelling and grammatical errors in the first two. I obviously didn't catch those after reading it numerous times. -;; In any case, lets recap.
Ponyboy and Jade walk to Tims house. Steve; Jade's boyfriend, is already there passed out on Tim's couch. Tim presures Jade into kissing him. Tim in a jealous rage takes Jade, Steve and Ponyboy back to Ponyboys house. Tim once again forces Jade to kiss him, and Ponyboy see's this and wonders what in the name of all things good is going on...now we end up here... - Thank You!

Puzzling Pieces

"C'mon lets go inside I will get you a place to sleep." he hugged her once more and lead her into the house. She sighed and wiped her eyes roughly and smiled. No matter how much she rubbed the tears away, you could tell she was crying.
They made their way through the door and around the couch that was sitting right beside the door to head back to Ponyboy's room. Steve laid stretched out beside the coffee table, in front of the bathroom door. Just in case he needed to throw up. He groaned and rolled over to get comfortable. But its all most impossible to get comfortable when your sick to your stomach from alcohol. So it was pretty pointless.
"He looks real 'ruff'" Ponyboy said stepping over him to take her back to his room. She only nodded. "Hope he doesn't puke on the floor." he chuckled, attepting to use some comic relief. Jadedidn't respond. "Darry would be pissed." he finished his sentence, and knew there was too much in Jade's head at the moment for her to take in the humor of the statement. He just sighed to himself and opened up the door to his room. It was dark, and he stepped in. "Hold on and I will get a bit of light on in here." he went to the right of his room, tripping over things laying in the floor. And turned on a tiny lamp that hardly lit the room. She smiled warmly, and took a seat on the dresser. "Can I smoke in your room?" she asked pulling out her pack from her pocket.
"Yeah, yeah, sure." She smiled a bit more then and tossed him one, and lit hers up.
"So...?" she asked pulling the cigarette from her lips and looking at him light up his and inhale it slowly. "You aren't going to say anything to anyone are you?" she took another drag. " I mean," and exhaled. "I told you because I trust you"
"Jade, look at me..." he put on a serious face. "Okay. Thanks Pony." she said in the happiest tone he had heard her in all night. She grinned broadly and playfully tossed a comb at him. "So where am I parking?" she asked looking around for any free spots.
"You can take meh bed, and I am going to crash with Soda. Is that okay"
she cringed a little at the statement "Crash with Soda" but she brushed it off and nodded. "As long as you are comfortable." "I'll be fine," he said tossing what was left of his cigarette out of the open window. "Welp...I'm headed out. There's extra blankets in the closet. And there's some shirts in the second drawer from the bottom that you can sleep in. 'Night girlie." he got up and kicked off his shoes, and belt. On his way out he hugged her and kissed her forehead. "Get some sleep, we can talk a little bit more in the morning, we'll go up the street and hang out"
"All right. We can do that." He nodded and went out the door.
She stood from sitting on the dresser corner and let her jacket fall off her shoulders onto the floor. She bent down and untied her boots and kicked them off and set them to the side. She laid back onto the bed, that was pressed up against the left wall and she sat straight up looking around. She remembered him saying something about shirts to sleep in. So she got up and opened the drawer. She dug through them to the bottom and grabbed a black one, and without a moments hesitation, she yanked her own off and slung it to the ground, she slid the black one on. She adjusted it to fit onto her shoulders and she examined it on her. It was kinda long, so it wouldn't be any bother for her to take off her jeans. And in the same motion as the shirt, she undid the button of her jeans and slid them off as well. She felt better and she fell on the bed. She laid there for a second or two before she got comfortable and slid under the blankets. Automatically she began to get drowsy, and without even getting up to turn off the light she rolled to her side and fell asleep.

Ponyboy wasn't all that tired when he left his room to Jade, so he went out into the the living room with a notebook and pen to try and figure out what could possbliy be going on with her. No sooner had he sat down and wrote down all the things he had witnessed. Angel came into the room from outside. "Ah, Pony. I didn't know you were still awake." she cleared her throat. "What'cha doing?" She took a seat near him on the floor.
"Oh. This?" he asked gesturing towards the notebook. She nodded. "Its homework for my biology class. He needs us to write some stuff down about the scientific method." he closed the notebook and set it beside him on the couch. "What were you doing outside"
"Smoking"
"You know you can smoke in the house," he said slidding an ashtray her way. "That's what the ashtray is for." he chuckled. "Well, I'm done now. Won't have another for atleast a little while, but I am going to hang on to this." she picked up the ashtray and set beside her pack of cigarettes and lighter. "Poor Steve. Is Jade mad"
"At what?" he directed his attention to Steve.
"Him being passed out drunk" she motioned.
Ponyboy shook his head, "I don't think so." he thought on it for a moment and remember her sitting with him in the back seat comforting him as Tim drove them home. "She actually was real sweet to him on the way here." "Oh." Angel said simply. "Should we leave him there"
"I dunno." Ponyboy thought for a moment, "yeah I guess, I mean, we put him close to the bathroom so if he needed to puke he could"
"When did he pass out"
"I dunno, he was at Tim's when we got there." he yawned. "Do you think he could freak out waking up at my house when he fell asleep at Tim's"
"Naw," Angel said unsurely. "He's probably too drunk to notice." she sighed and sat quiet for a bit. "Well, I think I am going to turn in for the night. 'Night Ponyboy." She stood to her feet and headed back to Soda's room where she had planned on sleeping. Ponyboy sat still for a minute waiting to hear the door shut, when he did he pulled back out the note book and studied what he had written. /This is like I am a detective or something./ he thought as he continued to read over the paper. Ponyboy pondered for a little while longer and was in to mood for a cigarette. He stood up and grabbed the pack from off the TV and walked outside the back door. Usally he would have smoked in the house, but since Angel had taken the only ashtray he could think of with her he had no other choice. Besides it was cool outside, and comfortable to sit and have no real problems thinking. He walked to back door and turned off the proch light and opened the door slowly trying to make it creek as less as possible. He took a seat on the old wood steps and lit up. He sighed and watched as the heat from his breath came out along with the smoke. He probably should have put on a jacket, but he didn't want to get back up. So he would deal with it, besides he wouldn't be out that long. Just long enough to kill his lungs a little bit more. Jade's problem was a little more then he wanted to take on, but being that close to her he had to. But without her helping him, and giving him more details he couldn't piece together the puzzling pieces of this dirty little secret. All he could do was wait for something to arise and try again. But, in the mean time, he was not going to let her out of his sight.

Inside the house Steve groaned awake, and sat up rubbing his face roughly. He looked around, and for a split second it didn't register where he was, but looking again, he figured it out. He stood to his feet unsteadily and fell into the bathroom, and before he could think anything else he was hunched over the toilet puking. His eyes watered quickly and his throat began to burn. He stayed leaned over for a while longer, to insure that he was in fact done puking his internal organs up. He sat up and took a seat in front of the toilet, just in case. He breathed in heavily and wiped his mouth with a towel. He swallowed hard. He still had the taste of alcohol and stomach acid in his mouth. He stood going to the sink to look for some mouth wash. He found toothpaste, and in a quick manner he opened the tub and squeezed it into his mouth. He held it there for a minute and turned on the sink cupping his hands under the running water, he added the water to the toothpaste in his mouth and swished it in his mouth for a bit. He spit it out, the burn of the toothpaste was too hard for him to take at that moment. He wiped his mouth again and threw the towel the floor and stumbled out of the bathroom. He wanted to lie down, but something told him to go to the back room. He walked down the hall with both hands against the walls and opened the last door at the end of the hallway. He peered into the room to see in the right corner a dim lamp on, and in the left, the bed where Jade lay sprawled out on. He walked in stepping over the mess of clothes and book Ponyboy had. The room smelled of stale cigarette smoke. But it was no wondering, seeing as how there was empty packs of cigarettes all over the floor, and even a Pepsi bottle full of ashes and butts. He looked at Jade. She was out cold, snoring quietly. He turned to the lamp and clicked the button. The light went out, and he turned back around to pull a blanket down from the closet. He manged to get to the closet okay, but when it came time to head out of the room, he ran into everything in his path, between him and the door. He reached the hall without breaking anything and shut the door behind him. He walked back out to the living room, and took a seat on the couch, he kicked off his shoes, and stuffed his socks down in them and began emptying his pockets. He pulled out a pack of smashed cigarettes, a few burnt out matches, a candy bar wrapper and sixty-four cent in change before he dug down deep and pulled out a small gold banded ring with a tiny diamond on it. Clearly if was an engagement ring. He smiled at it looking to make sure no harm had come to it and neatly placed it inside his left shoe where he always put it before he went to sleep. He laid back on the couch and covered himself up. He placed his arms behind his head and before long he too was asleep.

(Sorry for the terrible spelling and grammar. I am updating and writing more as fast as I can. Thank you Enjoy! )