Chapter 2

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*Still two years ago*

Sodapop's POV

I ran as fast as I can, felling the girl's head bob side to side on my chest. Once I reached my house, it took a couple of tries to kick the gate open, since the rain was making it hard to see and the gate slippery. Once it finally opened, I ran up the steps and stoop on the porch.

There was no way I was going to be able to kick the door open while carrying the girl in my arms. I then started kicking the door.

"Hey guys open up!" It got quiet inside.

"Who is it?" I heard Two-bit say in a sing-song voice. The others laughed. Great. The rest of the gang was here.

"Come on guys this is serious open the damn door!"I shouted, getting angry. It got quiet again. Then I heard footsteps and the door opened.

"Soda what's-" Darry asked, and froze when he saw the girl in my arms.

"Move." I said, and pushed my way past him and headed straight for my old room. Ever since mom and dad died, Pony's been having nightmares, so I sleep with him instead of my room. I quickly laid her down as the gang came into the room.

"Soda who's that?" Pony asked. I looked at Steve.

"Steve, do you remember her?" I asked, and everyone's heads turned to him. Steve just stared at the girl, trying to remember, when his face lit up with recognition, then fell. He looked back up to me.

"They got to her didn't they?" He asked. I nodded and he swore.

"Okay what the hell is going on and who the hell is that?" Dally asked annoyed. As I went to get the first aid kit, Steve told everyone 'bout what happened earlier at the DX and why the soc's were after her. I came back in time for me to finish what happened after Steve left, reaching up to me coming back here.

"So that's why you look busted up?" Darry asked, taking the first aid kit away from me and started cleaning her wounds.

"Yea."

"Damn, I didn't think the soc's would jump a girl." Two-bit said.

"Hey Soda, why is she only in a shirt and a jacket?" Darry asked.

"When I found her, all of her clothes were ripped off and thrown to the side, that jacket was the only thing not too beat up, and the shirt she's wearing belonged to one of the soc's."

"Damn." Darry muttered, "Soda, I think she was raped."

"What!? Why would you think that?" I nearly shouted.

"Think about it, her clothes were ripped off, she's wearing one of the soc's shirts, and she's bleeding from in between her legs." That's when we all noticed the blood coming from somewhere in between her legs.

"Soda, I don't like the idea as much as you do, but I have to admit I think Darry's right." Steve said and I sighed.

"What's her name?" Two-bit asked.

"I don't know." Me and Steve said at the same time.

"How could ya not know her name?" Dally asked.

"She didn't tell us!" Steve said. Dallas just rolled his eyes. After that, we just watched Darry fix her up. When Darry noticed the silence, he looked up at us to see us staring at him.

"Could you guys go outside while I work on her? It's really creepy the way you're watching me." He said.

"Oh you know you love it Superman." Two-bit laughed, and we walked out and sat in the living room. About ten minutes later, Darry walked out and sat in the arm chair.

"So? How's she doing?" Steve asked.

"I did the best I could without undressing her; I just have to wait 'til she wakes up, but even after that I still don't think she'll be comfortable with me finishing fixing her up. The rest is sort of a girls department to help her."

"How 'bout I get my mom to fix her up?" Two-bit asked, then looked around confused at everyone's shocked faces.

"What? Do I have something stuck in my teeth?"

"No it's just that….that was actually a smart idea." Soda said.

"Hey!" Two-bit said, putting a hand to his heart and a pout on his face, "That hurt! I can be smart if I want to!"

"Yeah right." Dallas said, and Two-bit glared at him.

"Alright Two-bit, we'll get your mom to help once she wakes up." Two-bit nodded. Darry went to make dinner and the rest of the evening was quite.

*Three days later*

Me and the gang where in the living room watching TV. It was 'bout mid-day and we were just hanging out. The girl hasn't woken up yet and we're all getting antsy. That's when a scream ripped me from my thoughts. We all shot up and ran to where the screams where coming from.

They led us to my old room. Darry opened the door and we stepped into the room to find the girl screaming, thrashing under the blankets. Darry raced to the bed and started shaking the girl.

"Hey! Come on now wake up!" He was shaking her but the girl didn't wake up. She just fought back harder, even ended up punching him in the jaw. Under normal circumstances me and the gang would've laughed, but this was serious and we knew not to laugh.

He started shaking her harder.

"Wake up!" He shouted and the girl's eyes flew open. She was trembling and as if she couldn't breathe.

"W-who are you?" She asked, a bit scared. Her voice was raspy as she talked. She then looked at the rest of us, and her eyes landed on me and Steve. She then relaxed.

"Hey Soda, hey Steve." We grinned.

"Hey yourself, how ya doin'?" Steve asked, as Darry let her go and she sat up, biting her lip to keep from screaming.

"Hey now take it easy." Darry said, helping her sit up. When she was finally got comfortable, she leaned her back against the wall and took a shaky breath.

"I've been worse."

"What? How could you of possibly been worse?" Two-bit asked, and she winced. When Darry saw her wince, he smacked Two-bit upside the head.

"Two-bit do us all a favor and keep your trap shut." Darry said. We all chuckled and even the girl cracked a grin.

"Oh come on I know ya'll were thinking it." Two-bit said, and the girl's face fell.

"Knock it of Two-bit." I said.

"Its okay, I don't mind, I just don't want to talk about it. Look, I'm fine, see?" The girl said, and tried to stand up, but winced, trying to cover the pained expression on her face, squeezing her eyes shut and biting her lip.

"Oh no you're not," Darry said, as he eased her back into bed, "You're staying here 'til ya get better. Now may I ask what your name is?" She smirked.

"You first." Darry just smiled.

"I'm Darry, and this is Two-bit, Dally, Johnny, Ponyboy, and you already know Soda and Steve." He said, pointing to each of us. She looked at me and Steve.

"Indeed I do. My names Sam." She said.

"Well it's nice to meet you Sam, and just to let you know I've cleaned you p as much as I can, the rest is sort of a girls job, so were gonna call someone and have them finish tending to you okay?"Darry said. Sam smiled.

"Sure, and thanks for everything." Darry smiled back.

"No problem." And with that, he ushered everyone out. I was about to leave when Sam grabbed my hand.

"Stay for a second." She said. I smiled and closed the door.

"What do ya need?" I asked.

"Well first, which girl or ya gonna have fix me?"

"Were gonna have Two-bit's mom come in."

"What about your mom?" My face fell and she instantly noticed.

"Soda what's wrong?"

"My momma's dead, along with my old man." Her face fell too.

"Oh Soda I'm so sorry, I shouldn't of asked."

"No its okay, you didn't know."

"Mind me asking how they died?" I paused for a second, and spoke.

"They died in a car crash, killed 'em instantly."

"Again, I'm sorry, but I'm guessing the last thing you want right now is sympathy, am I right?" I looked up at her surprised. Usually when someone dies, they give the family members sympathy and pity, but it doesn't help. Even makes it worse a bit.

"H-how'd you-"

"I've been there too." Was all she said and grabbed my hand and gave it a light reassuring squeeze.

"Look, the reason I wanted you to stay back was so that I can say thanks, for saving me. I'd probably be dead if you hadn't shown up." I gave her a small smile.

"Hey don't worry about it, it was nothing."

"Nothing? You took on three big soc's just to save some girl you barely knew! Now that to me is not nothing." And she gave me a big smile, which I returned.

"Look really it was no big-"

"Just except the damn apology already." She said, and my smile got bigger.

"Your welcome."

"See? Now was that so hard to say?" She laughed, and I laughed with her. There was a knock at the door, and Two-bit's head poked through the door.

"My momma's here to fix ya up Sammy."

"Alright. "She said, and Two-bit left. Sam looked at me.

"C'mere." She said. I got closer and she wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her face in the crook of my neck.

"I meant it when I said it Sodapop. Thank you." She whispered. I returned the hug.

"You're welcome Sam." We held each other for a bit longer and then we let go. I walked out the door to see Two-bit's mom standing in the hallway.

"You can go in now." I said. She smiled at me.

"Thanks Soda." And she walked into the room and closed the door.

Sam's POV

When me and Soda let go, he walked out the door. I heard some talking in the hallway, and then a woman in about her early thirties walked in. She had shoulder length straight brown hair with a reddish tint to it. Her eyes were an amazing shade of grey and she looked a bit taller than me.

In all, she was beautiful. And I can see the resemblance between her and Two-bit. They had the same beautiful grey eyes and cheek bones and nose, but Two-bit's hair was more of a rusty colored red while his mom's was browner.

She sat at the edge of the bed and smiled at me.

"Hello, I'm Ms. Matthews, but you can call me Sarah." I smiled back at her. She already seemed so nice and caring.

"Hi. I'm Sam."

"So I've heard," She said jokingly, and took out something from her purse, "Now the boys gave me this to give to you, but honestly, if I had known that ou didn't have any clothes, I would've brought you some." She finished, handing me a pair of grey sweat pants, black boxers, and a black t-shirt.

"It's okay, I don't mind." I said, taking them from her and putting them to the side.

"Now would you mind taking off that shirt? Just so I can help clean up your wounds." I felt a bit embarrassed, because if I took off the shirt, I'd be naked, but something about her made me feel comfortable with it and not embarrassed. Like I had nothing to worry about and that I can trust her.

Slowly and cautiously, trying not to hurt myself, I slip my shirt off and I here Sarah gasp, looking over my body.

"Oh God…" She mutters, and I look down at myself. I hadn't realized I looked this bad. My bady was covered with sickly blacks, blues, purples and greens from all of the bruises, and red from the dried blood coming from the cuts as well.

I also had a bunch of hickeys running along my collar bone and some on my neck and cuts shaped in the form of someone's teeth. I didn't realize they bit me so hard. I also had a lot of dry blood covering my inner thighs and my…um…private part.

I had bruises and cuts along my legs and arms as well, but Darry took care of those. He also took care of my face.

"I-I'll be right back." She said, and quickly left the room, careful not to open the door to wide. Not a minute later, she came back with a towel.

"Sorry it's so short, but with only boys in the house, they don't really need long towels." She said, handing me a towel. It can't be that short. I thought. I stood up, with help from Sarah, and wrapped it around my body. Oh, I guess it is. I thought, seeing as how it just passed my butt.

"I was thinking that we should bet you cleaned up first." She smiled at me, and I smiled back and nodded. She carefully wrapped an arm around my waist, and I did the same, leaning on her as we made it to the bathroom. Thankfully, none of the guys saw.

She then sat me down on the toilet, turned on the water in the tub, and went to the room to grab the clothes the buys provided me. She set the clothes on the sink, and turned off the water, seeing as how it had filed up almost to the top.

I took off my towel and she helped me into the tub. Once I had finally sat down and stretched out my legs, Sarah rolled up her black pants up to her knees, and stood in the tub. She then sat on the edge of the tub, and reached for the bar of soap and started cleaning my body.

Once all of the blood and dirt were off my body, she reached the shampoo and poured some on top of my head, and started scrubbing my head, cleaning it. Normally I would of declined of her doing this, but I was grateful, and I was sore and tired and it hurt to raise my arms above my head.

I guess she knew that, since she was cleaning me. When she was done scrubbing my head, she leaned me back under the faucet in the tub, and turned it on again, washing out all of the shampoo. Once it was all out, she reached into her purse and took out a bottle.

I read the label, and sent her an amused look.

"What? I knew the boys wouldn't have conditioner and I'm pretty sure you don't want your hair to smell like guy."She said, and I laughed. She smiled at me.

"I didn't think so." She said with a laugh and poured some into her hand and began to lather it into my hair. I then smelled the familiar scent of strawberries and mint. I smiled. This is the same sent that my shampoo has.

Sarah noticed me smiling and smiled back. Once she rinsed out the conditioner, she drained the water by pulling the plug and helped me sit up. First, she wrapped my hair in a towel and wrapped me up to dry off.

Once I was dry she helped me put lotion on, and then started cleaning the cuts on my body-the ones Darry couldn't get. We were enveloped in a comfortable silence, me hissing and moaning from time to time, until she broke the silence.

"So you want to tell me how you met the boys?" I smiled and explained everything that happened starting from when I entered the gas station to now. By the time I finished she finished cleaning my wounds and wrapping gauze and tape over my breasts, ribs, and wrists. She smiled at me.

"Well that's an interesting story," She then glanced at my private part and looked back up to me, "Sweetie, I know you don't want to talk about it, but I need to ask, were you raped?" It was more of a statement than a question.

I nodded yes and she pulled me into a hug.

"I'm so sorry honey." And she held on for a couple more seconds, then let go. She grabbed the clothes then handed them to me.

"Darrel told me that you'll be staying here 'til you get better, but don't forget my home is always open. It was nice meeting you Sam, but I'm afraid I have to get going now." I smiled, then got up and hugged her.

"Thank you Sarah."

"Any time sweetie." And with that, she left. I stood there for a moment, then put the clothes on that they gave me. The sweat pants and boxers were a tad baggy, but I didn't mind, although the shirt was three sizes two big and hung at mid-thigh, maybe even a little lower.

But it was better than wearing that soc's shirt. I took the towel off my head, my hair half dry now. I splashed cold water on my face and walked out.