I awoke, tiredly. Damn.

I walked into the kitchen. I saw Tim and Soda talking. Tim noticed me.

"Hey Curtis." I looked as Soda turned to hug me. I was hugged by two men, roughly to say.

"Alright Alright." I calmed them down, like one would a horse.

Soda smiled happily, while messing my hair up even more than it already was. I swatted him away.

"Don't touch my hair." I then walked into the living room, then sat on the couch. I sighed, as Tim sat down by me.

"Stay with me tonight." He asked."Nothing sexual." He didn't even care that Soda was in the kitchen cooking.

"In fact...Move in with me." He asked.

"W-what?"

"I don't love you, but I don't want anyone else snagging you away from a Shepard."

"Oh that is so thoughtful Timothy." I commented on his answer.

"Yeah. Cause you can't expect me to be the romantic type. Do you Curtis?" I shook my head, regretting my descion.

"Okay, but I'm not going to move fully in with you. I'll stay only when it's nessacary." He them picked me up, and threw me over his shoulder.

"Hey where you going with Ponyboy?" Soda yelled as Tim made away with me.

"I'm taking my new wife home to break her in." Tim waved back.

"When your done please return her." Soda yelled back.

"What Soda your not going to do nothin'?" I yelled at him.

"Your on your own Pony." He yelled as Tim closed the door behind us.

I growled.

"What the hell Tim?" I yelled.

"I'm only doing what's nesscary." He then sat, leaving me on the floor.

"You fucker Tim."

"It's okay Curtis. I still wanna fuck you though." He then pulled me up, dragging me along.

"Wh-where are we going?"

"To our new bedroom." He dragged me into the last room. It was nice, clean, only a few papers on the ground. Nothing too dirty. I turned back to Tim.

"And where are my clothes going Tim." I held up the small bag I managed to grab.

"Don't need em." He stated, while walking to the closet, he pulled a small bag out. He then walked over, taking one pair out.

"T-these are wo-womens clothes." I told him.

"Yeah." He then pressed the shirt up to me.

"Why?" I was whinning, then he smirked.

"Go put it out that grease while your at it." I gave a small sigh then took the clothes from him.

Tim was laying on the bed, waiting for me. I had my hands on the edge of the door, while I stuck my head in. He started to notice me.

"Well come on Curtis." I then walked over in the black heels, he looked me up and down.

"I hate you." I mumbled out, as he pulled me on top of him. My legs were being rubbed through the stocking, that only went to my thighs.

"Ya look hot give me a boner." I blushed, getting off him.

"Now I hate you." I crossed my arms, and pouted.

"Okay now lets go in the living room, wife." He pulled my hand along, I just followed.

He sat on the couch, putting me by his feet. I growled.

"I'm not a dog." He chukled, then pulled me back up onto his lap.

"I know, your my wife. We can play house later on when I get back." He said.

"W-where are you going?" I asked as I leaned closer onto him.

"Race with the Brumly boys." My eyes lowered.

"Aw its okay sweetheart. I'll be okay to make babies with you when I get back." Before I could answer a car pulled in, I then climbed out of his lap. I got up.

"Don't leave." He stated, I then sat down by his feet again.

His gang walked in, they noticed me.

"Whos the broad?" One asked.

"It's my wife. Now sit." His voice was offcial, like a colonal in the milita. They all sat or stood, I saw Curly.

"Tim?" He asked.

"What?"

"Curtis is your wife?" He asked, his voice leaked discust.

"So you got a problem with it?" Tim sounded even more mad.

"Yeah I do. I hate Curtis, hes only a kid with those damn book." Tim looked over.

"Just for that. Your watching my wife while we all go." He motioned to his gang for them to head out. He looked back at the baffled Curly. He then leaned down, and kissed me roughly.

"Better not hit my wife Curly, or anything else. I'll kill you, and rip your penis off." He waved then closed the door.

"Curly." I asked.

"Shut it Curtis." He was grinding his teeth.

"Go to your fucking little kid." I then got up and walked to Tim and my room.

After all Curly hated me