Let Brother Love You

by DerbychickaLexzilla

After the death of Mr. Curtis, Mrs. Curtis is devastated and completely broke. With four children of her own (they have a sister) and Johnny, Two-Bit, Steve and Dally in tow, she gives a visit to her grandmother whom is very rich and decides that the children are best put in the attic where they won't disturb anyone in the house. Rated M for incest and menage and based off of FITA

4. Crooked Nose and Grumbling Tummy

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You know those times when you're asleep, but you wake up, and it feels like you're falling?

Down

Down

My face smashed violently into the floor and I cried out in pain as wet, sticky blood ran down my face and stained my nightgown crimson.

Thump.

A well-directed kick to my head; throwing my hands up to shield it, as pain rocketed through my brain in Tsunami waves of agony.

"What the hell! Leave her the fuck alone!"

Shuffling and a crash, I looked up through my streaming eyes and found four very angry boys, one Dally, ready to punch and a very groggy Ponyboy, jumping out of bed to come to my aid. But what surprised me most of all was this: Johnny was sprawled on the ground, right above a coldly stern and evil grandmother, and he had bloodlust raging in his eyes.

"Let me up, you foolish, foolish boy." The Grandmother's voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard, and I lurched forward in pain, clutching my ears to block it out.

Ponyboy wrapped his arms tightly around me, as Sodapop ripped a strip from his shirt and swabbed my battered nose with the soft material.

"You nasty, nasty girl."

Johnny had let the Grandmother up and she towered over me, pure evil written all over her grotesquely wrinkled face.

"She didn't do anything. Leave her alone." My usually shy brother, Ponyboy, looked mad as hell, and his voice was steady.

"I never want to come in here and see that ever again. You hear?" The grandmother snarled and continued, "I already have to feed every one of you, I won't have you bringing more devil spawn into this house."

Through the throbbing in my head, I blushed a beet red as I realized that the Grandmother meant we might make babies... bleghhh.

"And, you.." Pointing one gnarled finger at Johnny, she stepped towards the tall, skinny boy, jabbing it into his face,

"Don't ever knock me to the ground, ever again. IF any of you should try to defend another, the beating will be even more severe. For all of you... I might even take the whip to your dear, sweet little sister next time. "

Six boys yelped their protests and Dally squeezed his fists till the knuckles were whiter than christmas in Antarctica.

"I will try again tomorrow with the food."

And with one more dirty look in my direction, the Grandmother turned on her heel and closed the door quietly.

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"Are you alright Ally?" Darry kneeled in front of me and gruffly tried to mop at my leaky nose. To be completely honest, none of them really knew how to be gentle; they were always getting into fights and always came home with broken bones, burns, cuts, gashes.. you name it.

"I'm fine Darry." I tried not to cry again, I was going to be strong this time, when it was a physical pain. If I wasn't, then what would they think of me?

She can't handle herself

She is still a little baby

Ally Curtis will never be anything but a little baby

Little baby Ally, with a newly crooked nose and a grumbling tummy.

"Well, fuck." Dally rubbed at his knuckles and threw his head back against the wall.

"Damn. Your nose is crooked." Steve stared at me, head cocked to the side. I reached up and touched it, gasping.

"We're going to have to set it Ally."

"WHAT?!" I shrieked in surprise and fear as my brothers and their friends' all exchanged looks.

Suddenly, Ponyboy strapped his hands tightly around my wrists, yanking my arms back a little too hard and sent me flying back against his legs.

Darry came forward, hands extended and I gave a little yelp, turning my head.

"It won't hurt that bad." Darry tried to calm me and I puffed little breaths of air out, trying to calm my frantic heartbeat.

Laying three fingers on the top of my nose, two on the bottom, and cupping the back of my head with his hand, Darry fiercely whipped my nose to the left and then centered in to the right, and blood jetted out in all directions.

I gasped a bit and yelped, but then it was over and Pony let go of my wrists, helping me to sit up.

Looking around at everyone, I sighed and lowered my head.

"I'm sorry she took the food."