Jailhouse Rock

"The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing"

-Elvis Presely

I figured that if I ignored my dad he'd get the hint and leave but his next sentence made me jump out of bed.

"You hear 'bout your little boyfriend? Got hauled off to jail for breakin' and entry"

I jumped out of bed and threw open the door to come face to face with him.

"What did you say?"

He grinned. "That Winston kid got locked up last nigh'. They say he'll be in there for a year. Guess this means you'll have to find someone else to fuck 'round with til than".

This news upset me and I slammed the door in his face. "Make me my breakfast" he grunted.

"Make it yourself, jackass" I whispered the last part as I got dressed and than ran all the way to the Curtis'.

I burst through the door a few minutes later and screamed and stumbled back as I walked in on Soda, walkin' around butt naked.

"Jeez Donna" he called hurrying into his room.

Darry came out of the kitchen and gave me a funny look. "What are you doin' here at 8 on a Summer morning?"

"I heard Dally got locked up".

Darry sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Yeah he did, last night sometime. He got caught breaking into the liqour store".

I shook my head. "He's gone for a whole year"

"Well maybe you'll get over him by than" Sodapop came back into the room, fully clothed this time.

I opened my mouth to protest but he held up his hand. "Don't even bother tellin' me you don't still like him". And we left it at that.

-September 3rd, 1963

It had been 3 months since Dally was hauled off to the cooler and to tell you the truth I hadn't really thought about him that much. I was beginning to feel better about the whole situation and myself.

It was late on a Thursday night and I had just worked the late shift at the DX. I figured I wouldn't have any trouble and sent Sodapop home instead of making him wait another hour to walk me home. I was a big girl and could handle myself, unfortunately I forgot to bring my blade with me because I was running late that morning.

The streets were deserted, or so I thought as I hurried home.

I had just crossed the street by the park when I heard the sound of car wheels squealing around the corner.

I began to speed up because the hair on the back of my neck stood up. It was like a warning for me to get my ass out of there.

I cringed as the headlights shorn on me and the car pulled up along side me. I kept my gaze ahead of me as I heard the slick voice of a Soc.

"Hey. Hey you"

I ignored him hoping they'd go away but of course that wouldn't happen.

"Hey. I'm talking to you" and than I felt a hand wrap around my wrist and yank me arounnd to come face to face with a tall blonde hair Soc.

There was 2 others with him and they laughed as he than wrapped his arm around my waist.

"What's a pretty little thing like you doing wandering the streets at night?" he asked.

I pushed away from him. "Let me go or-"

-"or what? You'll get your little Greaser boyfriends after me. Fat chance girl"

I was steamed now and did the only thing I could think of. I kneed him where it hurt the most and instantly he dropped to the ground and I took off.

Of course they had longer legs than me and were on me within a matter of minutes.

They dragged me to the ground and than the blonde one picked me up and threw me over his shoulder as I kicked and screamed bloody murder.

"Shut up" he grunted as he threw me down on the ground. I kicked at him and tried to crawl away but he grabbed me by the ankle and pulled me back to him.

"I'm not going to hurt you!" he called pinning my arms at my side and pressing his knees against them. "I'm just going to send out a message to the Greasers" and my eyes widened as he pulled out a blade and pressed it to my neck.

"Don't struggle or this will hurt more".

I wasn't going to take this. I was a Greaser girl and wouldn't beable to live with myself if I let a dirty Soc rough me up.

So I reached deep down inside of myself and found the strength to get my right arm loose. And with all the power I could muster I punched him across the face and hit him in the jaw.

He was dazed and staggered up. I took my chance and seized it!

I pushed myself up off the ground and ran. I had just made it to the sidewalk when I felt another pair of rough hands grab me and drag me back down.

"That wasn't nice".

I looked up into the cold grey eyes of this other Soc and I could tell he was mean. "He may not hurt you but I will" and he too pulled out a blade.

I screamed and he smacked me across the face causing my lip to burst open.

"I'm going to make you bleed" he whispered in my ear.

I felt him drag the blade down my front and closed my eyes as I heard the buttons on my blouse pop off.

"I heard Greaser Girls like it rough" he said as I struggled.

I opened my eyes back up and spat in his face. This pissed him off more and I stopped my struggling as I felt a burning sensation start from under my left breast and travel down to my bellybutton.

"Jack. Jack stop" I heard the other Soc tell him but he just laughed.

I closed my eyes again and did something I never had done before. I prayed. And it seemed someone was listenin' because a second later another car squealed 'round the corner.

I heard shouting and curses and than the Soc was lifted off of me. I cracked one eye open to see a familiar gang of Greasers chasing the Socs back to their car. When they were gone someone bent down beside me and I looked up into the scarred face of Tim Shepard, the leader of the Shepard Gang and Dallys best friend.

"You're Dallys girl aren't you?" he asked.

I was in too much pain to say no I than noticed Tim's eyes widen.

"Curly head over to the Curtis' house" he called and than he scooped me up.

"Ow, that hurts" I muttered.

He chuckled, "well I'd guess so. That Soc cut you good" and than I remembered the overwhelming pain and than blackness.

When I came to I was lying on the Curtis' sofa. Sodapop was the first one I saw as he was hovering over me with his girlfriend Sandy.

"Wrong time to wake up Don" Soda said.

"What do you mean?" I asked and than winced as I felt the unmistakable feeling of a needle being dug into my skin.

Sandy was stitching me up.

I could hear other voices in the kitchen, Darry and Tim. Ponyboy was watching me from across the room looking scared and pale again.

I just smiled at him amongst my pain so he knew everything was going to be alright.

A few minutes later I sat up and examined Sandys handy work. I had taught her how to stitch just in case I wasn't around if something ever happened.

"Not bad" I said wrapping a guaze bandage around myself.

"You did good" Soda said kissing her on the top of the head.

I than went back to the sofa and laid down. "I'm not feeling too well" and than I passed out again.

That incident happened almost a month ago. The stitches had been taken out but I had a long white scar running down my abdomen.

"You're a true Greaser now" Two-Bit grinned at me as I stood examining it.

Before I could come up with some witty comment I heard a ruckus outside and saw Steve and Sodapop run by.

"Hey what's goin on?" Two-Bit called after them.

"Socs" Steve called and Two-Bit ran out after them. I rolled my eyes. There was more and more scraps between the Greasers and Socs nowadays. I ran out behind Two-Bit.

I noticed a familiar kid laying on the ground. It was Ponyboy.

I went to run over and see if he was okay but the boys were still fighting with the Socs and they looked too familiar. So I hung back with Johnny. We were both weary of Socs now.

When they had taken off we waited for Soda and Darry to pick up Ponyboy and than we all headed to the Curtis. Johnny was more quiet than usual and I figured that they were the same Socs who jumped him. I knew they were the ones that jumped me.

I hurried on ahead to catch up with Darry, Soda and Ponyboy and left Johnny with Two-Bit.

"Are you okay Pony?" I asked as we stopped in the Curtis' yard.

His neck was bleeding a little bit but he looked okay. "Yeah" he replied.

I gave him a quick one armed hug as Darry and Soda began to bicker.

"If I want my kid brother to tell me what to do about my other kid brother I'll ask you alright? Kid brother" and than Darry stormed inside.

I sighed as the others walked over. I was engrossed with making sure that Ponyboy was alright that I hadn't noticed a certain someone until he came up and asked Johnny how he was doing.

My eyes snapped up to see Dally standing there.

"How you doin?" he asked me.

"I'm good" I shrugged and than walked over to Two-Bits car as he began to talk to Johnny. I winced when my name was mentioned in the same sentence with Socs and jumped.

"Hey Donna? You got jumped?" Dally came striding over as I hoisted myself up on the hood of the car.

"Yeah, a few months ago" I shrugged. "No big deal".

"No big deal? You got a scar a mile long" Steve spoke up. I could have killed him and glared at him. He shrugged sheepishly and Sodapop smacked him for me.

"They cut you?" Dally was now in my face.

"Yeah Dal" I sighed.

"And they scarred you?". He was so close I could feel the heat radiating off of his body as he stared at me as though he could see through my clothes.

I nodded and shifted feeling uncomfortable under his gaze and being this close. I turned red as he lifted my shirt up just a little bit. He let it go when he saw it and something unreadable flashed in his eyes.

"It's worse than that. It starts under her tit" Two-Bit called as he pulled out a bottle of beer from under his seat.

I slid off the hood of the car as Dally shot Two-Bit a dangerous look that read something like 'How do you know the scar starts under her tit unless you saw' kinda way.

I began to walk away. "Why were you walkin by yourself?" Dally called after me.

I turned around but kept walking backwards. "Because I was. I'm a big girl Dally" and than I turned around again and hurried on my way.

When I got home I noticed that my dads truck was finally gone. He met up with some old girlfriend of his and he was in the midst of moving out of Tulsa.

He was nice enough to leave me the insurance money my mom left for me. I could live off of it for a year.

I sighed as I entered the house. It now seemed bigger as it was just me. I flopped down on to the sofa and stared down at the scar as my shirt rose up.

It wasn't sexy or tuff lookin. It was ugly, I was scarred for life.

I closed my eyes and traced my finger over it and grimaced as I felt the un-eveness of the skin.

"It ain't that bad ya know?"

I snapped my eyes back open to see Dally leaning in the doorway, smoking a cigarette and looking just as good as he did 4 months ago.

"I thought you were in the cooler" I ignored his previous comment as I sat up.

"I got out early ya know? Good behavior" he said coming and sitting down beside me. "And don't worry bout that scar. Makes you look tuff".

I rolled my eyes and stood up. "No it don't Dallas. I look like a monster".

He chuckled. "You ain't a monster Donna".

I ignored that too and slinked off into the kitchen to pour myself some water.

"Where's your old man?" Dally asked following.

I shrugged. "Probably in Texas".

"Texas? What's he doin there?"

"Startin a new life".

I looked up as he stopped very close to me. Nearly right on top of my feet.

"Why didn't he bring you along?".

I smiled sadly and looked down. "Because I'm apart of his old life"

"Well you're still apart of mine" and he tilted my chin up and leaned down.

I turned my head at the last minute. "How's Sylvia?"

I liked this chapter. Dally comes back because I can't not have him in a chapter or it totally ruins the story. I really do love him. Oh and just so theres clarification my Dally is based on Matt Dillon who played him in the movie because Matt Dillon is tres gorgeous.

But I want more reviews even if it's like two words. Reviews make me happy.