Hey white liar

Truth comes out a little at a time

And it spreads just like a fire

Slips off of your tongue like turpentine

And I don't know why

White liar

I lay there, still as a stone.

He raped me. Jack raped me. That was it. I no longer had one ounce of pure dignity anywhere throughout my entire body. I felt like shit, hell, I was shit. My goal had been to keep my virginity for the one person I truly loved and here Jack had come and taken it from me.

As I lay on the ground, my naked body cold and beaten, I realized if I'd just stayed with Two-bit I wouldn't have gotten into this mess.

Since I'm an idiot, though, I was now in the back of a dark alleyway at God knows what time, crying for God knows how long. I couldn't even fully accept the fact he'd done that to me, and I hadn't done a single thing to stop him.

My head hurt and my wrist ached greatly. I slowly reached up with my good hand and touched the spot on my head that hurt. I winced and cursed below my breath.

When I pulled my hand back my eyes widened to the sight of the blood dripping from my hand.

A small tear slowly fell and blended into the blood. I just shook my head and looked up, thinking I could find some hope.

So far, I'd pretty much been flat out unlucky on finding any hope. I didn't expect to see any, anytime soon.

I slowly and carefully slipped my clothes back on. I didn't feel any better with them on. It just made me feel like I was trying to hide the truth.

I couldn't stand, though, so I stayed on the ground.

My head pounded and my wrist felt like it'd been snapped in half. I tried crawling, but all that got me was the nice smell of concrete. I breathed in a shaky, deep breath.

It was horrible to be sad, but to be sad AND alone was one of the worst things a person could have to deal with.

I wished someone, anyone, would come along. It could've been a soc for all I cared. I just wanted to get away from the disgusting spot where he'd forced me.

Oh, if I didn't miss my dad before, I sure missed him now.

I was numb again. Completely numb.

If only I hadn't tried to run from Two-bit. I should've just nodded my little head and walked back into the Curtis', but no, I have to cause myself trouble.

I was scarred for life now because of my stupid decisions.

Pain was surrounding my body and I was scared. Why couldn't someone just come? I screamed out, my voice finally working, where as earlier it had failed.

I screamed out, not really sure what I was screaming at. I think I was just having mixed emotions and I needed to get them all the hell out of my body then and there.

I felt a rush of relief when familiar voices filled the air.

"Liz?"

"Lizzy?"

"Elizabeth?"

I thanked God a million times at that very moment and screamed out to them.

"Here! I-I'm here! H-h-help!" I managed to yell out.

Suddenly, a few footsteps could be heard and they were getting closer. A gigantic sigh of relief escaped my body and it felt like a giant weight was lifted from my shoulders. Suddenly, coming down the alleyway was a desperate looking Two-bit. Following behind him was Soda and Darry.

As soon as Two-bit saw me his aw hit the floor. He ran over and kneeled in front of me.

"Liz are you okay?" He asked me, it sounded so loud. My head started to pound more than it already had been.

I couldn't speak. I was too traumatized. All I could do was shake my head no. Two-bit's expression became even more worried.

"Can you two come help me carry her?" Two-bit said, looking towards Soda and Darry. They both nodded and walked towards me.

"Don't worry Two-bit, I got her," Darry said. He slowly picked me up off the ground. I winced in pain when his hand touched my rib where I'd been kicked. Darry looked at me worriedly. I just looked away, too ashamed to even look anyone in the eyes.

Darry started to walk, following Soda and Two-bit who were whispering quietly to each other. Whatever they were talking about was probably about me. I hated when people did that.

I slowly started to notice things that looked familiar. If only I'd stayed within the boundaries.

We finally got back into the part of town that I recognized fully, but instead of heading towards me and Two-bit's house we started for the Curtis home.

Once we got there Darry carried me inside first and carefully lay me down on the couch. I winced as I was set down.

Darry quickly walked away to get something, while Two-bit took his place beside me.

"Lizzy what happened?" He asked in a caring tone. I couldn't tell him. It was dirty and disgusting and so many other things that I just couldn't. I couldn't hurt Two-bit like that. I wouldn't let him know someone had done something so gross to his baby sister.

I thought for a minute, of a way I could lie, but I couldn't seem to come up with anything. Then, it hit me like a freight train.

"socs," I said, my voice so raspy I scared myself.

Two-bit looked like he was going to explode with fury. His face was all red and I could've sworn I saw steam coming out of his ears.

He stood up and stormed off, probably to let the others know, while Darry came back in with a t-bone steak, a wet rag and some medical supplies.

"Here Lizzy, put this on your cheek, ya' gotta nasty bruise," Darry said, handing the cold steak to me. I just nodded and put it on my cheek. It stung at first, but I let it go. "Where does it hurt Liz?" Darry asked, looking through his medical stuff. I shrugged when he looked back up.

Darry sighed and got the alcohol. He put it on a cloth and softly dabbed my head. It stung like hell, causing me to wince. Darry apologized every time I did, but kept on with his work.

After dabbing my head he wrapped some gauze around it.

I looked at my wrist when he finished with my head. It was bruised and swollen. Darry noticed me looking at it and decided to look at it for himself.

"Jesus," He muttered quietly to himself.

It hurt the worst when he did my wrist. He told me it was broken, but he'd be able to fix it without me having to go to the doctors.

Darry fixed up the rest of me, cleaning the cuts and bandaging me up. I'd fractured a rib so he had to wrap my stomach.

"Okay Liz, you should probably get some rest," He told me once he finished. I just nodded and slowly closed my eyes.

No matter what I did, all I could see was Jack. Every time I closed my eyes, he was there. In all my dreams, he was there. I couldn't stop seeing him, all over me. It was horrible, but I couldn't cry. If I cried everyone would want to know what was wrong and I didn't see anyway around that question.

I awoke to the sound of low voices. I kept my eyes closed, just so I could listen in.

"Guys, Lizzy said it was socs! Why would she lie?" I heard Two-bit hiss. It sounded like someone was shuffling around in the background.

"We don't know Two-bit, but it doesn't seem logical," I was pretty sure Steve said.

"How?" Two-bit tried. I heard someone sigh and then more shuffling.

"Two-bit, not even socs are low enough to jump a girl. You know that." I knew it was Soda's sweet, soft voice that said this. Two-bit grunted and then sighed heavily.

"I dunno, but I'm gonna believe Lizzy for now," Two-bit said, "She doesn't lie to me like that."

I was ashamed when he said that. The biggest part about me was a complete lie and I could never take it back.

I slowly opened my eyes to see Darry about to leave.

"See ya' later guys," he said, about to walk out the door.

"Wait-" I said. Everyone turned to look at me, not realizing I was awake, "Thanks for-uh- fixing me up," I said quietly, my face getting hot. Darry nodded.

"No problem Liz," He said to me, while he waved to everyone else. I sighed as everyone decided to leave the room and go do their own thing.

There I was again, alone. My body ached from all the pain I was in. I really hoped Two-bit would keep believing me. I wasn't sure what I would do if he didn't.

After awhile Soda walked into the room and sat on the floor in front of my face. I stared up at the ceiling and I could see his goofy grin form from out of the corner of my eye.

"I was sent to keep you company," He said to me. I turned to look at him. His eyes were so soft and you could tell concern filled them. I sighed.

"Don't you mean baby sit me?" I asked plainly. Soda let out a small chuckle and I looked at him. He nodded slightly.

"Well, I guess."

I shook my head and looked back up at the ceiling, "Don't you have work?" I asked him quietly, kind of nervous that I was only talking to Soda. Well, at least I didn't have the other guys in there to make fun of me. Soda shook his head.

"I'm off today," He told me nonchalantly. I just nodded, not feeling like talking. I still had those images of Jack floating through my mind, not willing to leave. I had to hold back my tears once again.

"So, socs got you?" Soda asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. The way he said it sounded like he was disbelieving. I nodded though.

"Yeah," I said, just wanting the conversation to end. Soda nodded.

"Well, it's just kind of weird, ya' know? I've never heard of Socs going that far out of territory," He told me. I could tell he was trying to get something out me. I turned my head away.

"Yeah me either," I said quietly, "But they did."