I don't own the Outsiders!
(Angela's POV)
I strutted through the doors of the prison like I had done so many times before. It was visiting hours and I wanted to see my oldest brother. Mom high tailed the day Tim turned eighteen; her birthday gift to him. He has been taking care of us since the old man left, and to be honest, Tim was a better roll model than both of them combined.
I thought back to the days where Tim took both parents place, before I had any friends...
I had to have my ears pierced and Tim was the only one I trusted. I begged and pleaded and he finally gave in. I sat down on the countertop with a pair of moms earrings in my hand. He held ice cubes to my ear to numb it and then stuck the needle through.
He took one of the earrings and jabbed it in the hole, and he did the same on the other ear. I cried as my ears throbbed and Tim dried them with his thumb and he let me hug him tightly.
The Tim of today would tell me stuck it up and get over it.
I can still see myself as a little girl- My long dark hair was held back in pig tails made by Tim, but that was something kept between the two of us. It would have hurt his chances of starting the gang that he runs now...
Sometimes I hate that gang, I wish I could have stopped it from forming. Tim was a lot different back then, nicer and he hung out with me more. Now he is always on alert, and we hardly speak, if we are not yelling at each other.
I know he cares about me; he just doesn't care about me more than the gang...
Okay I have decided to make this a collection of one shots about Tim and Angela. There will be a big mix of everything in here- young and old, different emotions and a lot of sibling feelings. Curly will be in a few of these but it's mostly Tim and Angela. Hope you enjoyed, please leave a review! :)