I went back inside of the house and plopped on the couch. "He given you a beer? Where is he?" Steve asked. "A women never gives away her age or secrets" I simply said. The boys burst out laughing. I attempted to open the bottle two times but failed. Im guessing Soda saw because he grabbed it from my hands and open it for me. "Thank you, Soda." "Anytime for a pretty lady." He said smiling. "Why is Two-bit outside with all of the beers?" Dally said as we walked thru the door. It will be awkward in 3..2..1 "And why are you drinking a beer, toots?" He added on while pointing to me.
"Its one of those days."
"When was the last time you had one?" Steve asked. With that question, the whole gang was staring at me. "I honestly don't remember." "This odda be interesting" Dally said under his breathe. I cocked an eyebrow at him. You think so, Dal? When I was 15, I would go out and party every Friday and Saturday nights. I've done beer pong, I would win in drinking contests. I've done a lot for a 15 year old. It maybe a shock to you but for me its a walk thru memory lane." I spatted at him. This was the first time I ever talked about my pass to the gang. Not only Dally was surprised but the whole group was too. "Why arent you like that anymore? I mean with the whole drinking thing. I know you got to parties every once in a while." Dally said. "Because I wasnt getting any where in my life. I started doing stuff like that when I was 14 because it seem liked noone cared about me. Yeah, you guys were there for me-thatts great, yenno? But I kinda needed more. I needed to know my parents cared. It seemed like they stopped caring out of the blue. I've done everything to see if they did care. I've even fell out of a tree to see what they would've done. They just called me stupid and I know better. They didn't check if i broke a bone or anything like that." "Speaking about your parents rose," Darry said, "where are they now?". "Well, my dad left me later on that year. But ended up getting killed by a hooker he was seeing. Once my mom found out. She wasn't stable to take care of anyone, even herself. I haven't really spoke to her since she left. Thats when I started to party and getting wasted." I said quietly. I felt a tear run down my cheeck but when it was halfway down my face, Soda wiped it away and hugged me in one of those retarded/awkward sitting down position hugs. I glanced up to Dally and he did not look like a happy camper what so I know it, it was already three and I wanted home. My beer was empty and things werent too bad as I remember. I wasnt dizzy, but I wasnt seeing straight. I got up, trying to leave, i was so unstable to walk. "Rose, where do you wanna go?" Darry asked. "I wanna go back to bed.I don't care id it is 3. At least a nap will do." "You're napping here." "I don't care." i replied in a hushed tone. "Can one, maybe two of you guys carry her to Soda's bed?" Darry said. "Are you calling me fat, sir?" I went up to him and poked him as hard as i could in his chest. Some how, i lost my balance and ended up falling backwards but Steve caught me. "She's drunk." He said a bit cocky. I couldn't remember what else happen. I guess I passed out in whoever's arms that carried me.