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

5. Mint Gum

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You know how people are always saying that they're starving, or they could eat a cow, but they really couldn't? And then someone pipes up and talks about all those poor kids in Africa or wherever who're really starving and could really eat a cow; well I think that's bullshit. After today, I no longer thought it was right for anyone to tell another person whether they were starving or not.

Borborygmus noises loosed from my stomach and I peered through the window, groaning when I saw it wasn't even afternoon yet. It hadn't been too long since any of us had eaten but it felt like an eternity.

Dally leant out the other window, chugging down cigarettes like there was no tomorrow. Apparently that was enough distraction from the hunger- though Steve kept cackling and telling him he was gonna run out real soon.

Soda and Steve were trying to arm wrestle real quiet-like, but I kept cringing at every slight noise they made, sick to death with the fear that she would come.

Two-Bit perched on the edge of a messy bed, completely transfixed by Mickey Mouse. Darry sat with his brow furrowed, paging through an old newspaper he'd brought. Pony was reading Gone With the Wind in the corner with Johnny- and me? I was counting down the seconds to our next meal.

"Hey Ally.."Sodapop looked up grinning and held a minuscule silver-wrapped package between his thumb and pointer finger. "I found some mint gum, do ya want it?"

Throughout my life, I had always been Baby Ally- the one you gotta look out for, the only girl, the one you gotta protect no matter what. And I realized in that moment that I had always taken it for granted. From everyone- as I sat there, tears in my eyes I thought back to yesterday morning and the last words I had ever said to my dad.

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"Daddy, Daddy! Can I have ten bucks, please? Robert, the cutest guy in the whole 8th grade is gonna ask me out to the dance!"

"That's great Sweetheart- but I'm sorry, we just can't afford it right now... I could give you a couple dollars today, but you'd have to wait till next week for ten.. I'm sure mom will be glad to take you shopping for a dress then."

My heart fell and thoughts of "Its not fair, Life is not fair", drifted through my brain.

"But Dad...the dance is in two days!"

"Your mother and I may be able to work something out.. maybe you can rent something?"

"Rent a dress?" Now I was angry, "That's so stupid Dad.. then I'll truly be the laughing-stock of Tulsa. You just don't understand!"

"Now, Ally-"

"Stop.." I interrupted him-"That's so dumb Dad- I hate that we never have money and... and.. I HATE YOU TOO!"

At my outburst, Darry Soda and Pony all came out to investigate and mom came in, putting her hands on my shoulders.

"Ally, what a terrible thing to say- apologize to your father."

"Mom, Robert the cutest guy at school is taking me to the dance-" Mom shushed me and they exchanged a look.

"No more about this.. I'll see what I can do Ally..."

"Whatever, Dad. I don't wanna go anymore- that'd mean Robert would pick me up in this shit-hole." Mom gasped as I turned on my heel and walked towards my room.

"Young lady!"

"It's alright Diane.. she'll cool down- she's a good girl." As Dad closed the door and left for work, I didn't even leave the sanctuary of my room to wave goodbye.

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"Whatever, Dad. I don't wanna go anymore- that'd mean Robert would pick me up in this shit-hole." Mom gasped as I turned on my heel and walked towards my room.

"Whatever, Dad." "Whatever, Dad." "Whatever."

These words echoed in my head in a constant loop like a bad nightmare you hope to never have again, but which reoccurs every night.

"Ally?"

Soda got me out of my haze, peering down at me with his brow furrowed in concern.

"Are you crying?"

"No, I'm fine. Just thinking..." I didn't elaborate and nobody asked.

"You want the gum?"

Yet again, I was pulled into a whirlwind of memory; this time it was about my brothers. I thought about the time when they had all gotten little jobs; Darry cleaned up at the nightly double, Soda did a newspaper route and Pony pulled some people's weeds- all so that they could chip in and get me this stupid talking doll that I had wanted forever but we couldn't afford. I thought about all the friends they had sacrificed because I was a constant tag-along and they would beat the tar out of anyone who said one bad thing about me. Millions of other memories like these bubbled to the surface of my mind, and I could almost cry at how many times my brothers had put me first.

I thought of what a selfish, stupid, young girl I was and wanted to laugh and cry at myself. I took it all for granted, but not anymore. Not after Dad.

"You sure? Thanks Soda... does anyone want to split?"

It was time for me to grow up.