For The Love of a Greaser
Chapter 6
Damn You!
Darry and Abigail slept all night together on the couch, falling asleep to the sweet and comforting melodies of Elvis Presley. It had been the first time in a long time that Abigail had slept decently. In Darry's arms, she felt safe, and that allowed her to finally sleep in peace for the first time in years. Even Darry himself had slept without waking up. Normally, much like Abigail, he'd wake up several times during the night and check up on his brothers. This time though, he slept peacefully without a problem.
The peace was cut a bit shorter than it should have been though with sounds of laughter and awe. Apparently, Two-Bit couldn't keep his mouth shut and the whole gang ended up in Darry's living room that morning, watching him and Abigail sleep.
"Hey, Soda, when's the last time you saw ol' Dar with a girl?" Ponyboy asked his brother, looking between Darry and Abigail.
"Well, its been a while, that's for sure," Soda told him honestly.
The reason why it had been awhile for Darry, was the fact that he had given up on college to raise and take care of Soda and Ponyboy. He put so much time into his work that he never took enough out of it to actually relax and try to have a girlfriend. The last time that Darry had a girlfriend was back when he was still in high school. Now, he had Abigail laying there in his arms in front of everyone.
"It's so sweet, I think I'm gonna be sick," Dally said with a smirk on his face, walking over and kicking Darry's leg with his foot. "Hey, wake up."
They all heard a small groan come from him as he opened eyes, rubbing his face for a moment as he tried to wake up.
"What are you doing here Dallas?" Darry asked, looking around at everyone.
"Well," Dally started, a smirk on his face. "I got a call from Two-Bit, said I should come over and see this," he said, referring to Darry and Abigail as he stood there with his arms folded over his chest.
"Two-Bit," Darry groaned, sending an annoyed look his way.
"Sorry Dar, I couldn't resist," Two-Bit laughed.
As a result of all of this, Abigail woke up a moment later from the noise, twisting and turning a bit against Darry in a tired manner.
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I tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't, the sound of laughter filling my ears. The laughter sounded familiar though, the same from last night. I found the culprit though upon opening my eyes. It was Darry's friend, Two-Bit if I remember it correctly.
"Oh, great…" I muttered under my breath, trying to hide against Darry again like I had done last night.
"Cute," I heard someone laugh, causing me to glare and turn my head back around.
I found the culprit this time to be a guy with short brown hair and brown eyes. He was a little tall, with what looked like a brown leather jacket and jeans. My eyes narrow at this. I knew him and I hated him.
"You!" I yelled, my back against Darry.
"Hello, Abby," Dally grinned.
"I should smack you right now Winston," I said angrily, glaring at him and moving to stand.
Before I could do anything though, I felt Darry wrap his arms around me, holding me in place. To my dismay, Dally's grin only grew from there.
"How do you know Abigail?" Darry asked, holding me against him so that I couldn't hit Dally.
"Well, I," he started, but before he could go making up some ridiculous story, I stopped him.
"The creep grabbed my butt at the diner the last time I saw him," I hissed, catching everyone's attention.
"You what!" Darry's temper flared a bit as he looked toward Dally for conformation.
"Hey, you should control your girl," he snickered, pulling out a cigarette.
"You know what!" I yelled, pulling away from Darry and lunging at Dally.
I managed to knock him on the floor and get a hit in, the cigarette falling from his mouth, before he flipped me over so he was on top and pinned my arms above my head. He then rubbed his cheek for a moment as everyone stood there watching us warily. I could see that Darry was ready to grab him at any moment though.
"You know, I kinda like this position," he said huskily, leaning in close to my face.
I just glared at him, before bringing my knee up hard between his legs, causing him to double over in pain.
"Damn you!" he groaned, narrowing his eyes at me for a moment.
I just pushed him off of me, standing up and shoving him with my foot.
"Pig," I spat, before turning and looking at everyone.
They just stood there, shocked expressions on their faces. Two-Bit had a goofy grin on his face, while Darry looked stunned. Then there was Ponyboy. Lord have mercy, I think I might have scared the poor kid.
"Dang girl, remind me never to get on your bad side," one of the guys said.
"Who are you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in question.
"Name's Steve, Steve Randle," he said, introducing himself.
"Abigail Winters," I replied, before turning my gaze toward the other one.
"Sodapop Curtis."
"So, you're Soda," I smiled.
"Yes Ma'am," he nodded politely.
This made me laugh a bit, looking over at Darry, then Ponyboy.
"Just like your brothers, polite as ever I see," I smiled, placing my hands behind my back.
"And you're…Two-Bit," I said, looking at the one wearing a Mickey Mouse shirt.
"Yes Ma'am, Two-Bit Matthews at your service," he said with a playful bow.
"Now, why can't you be a bit more like Two-Bit here?" I asked as crouched down in front of Dally, picking the cigarette up from the ground and bending it in half, ruining it in the process.
He just glared at me, before sitting up, still hold the part of him that identified him as a man. I found it funny though. He had put me in a bad mood and then we went and switched roles.
"I kinda like this position," I said, a small grin on my face.
He let out a small growl, turning his face away from me so as not to look at me.
"You're lucky you're a girl. I don't hit women, so leave me alone," he told me, trying to stand up.
"And maybe that will teach ya to keep your hands to yourself Winston," I retorted, turning back toward Darry and sitting back down on the couch.
Darry stood there for a moment longer, before sitting back down his own self next to me on the couch, watching as Dally left the house all together.
"Now that introductions are over, how ya feeling?" Darry asked, placing his hand against my forehead for a moment.
"Better, I guess," I said quietly, letting out a sigh as I wrapped the blanket around myself.
"You're still a bit warm," he voiced, leaning down and picking the washcloth up off the floor.
He then went into the kitchen, running the water cold I supposed, also leaving me alone with the guys. Two-Bit took advantage of this though, quickly coming over and sitting down on the couch next to me, throwing an arm around my shoulders.
"So, where ya from darlin'?" he asked, that usual grin on his face as he took a drink from his beer.
"Um…down the street?" I said, raising an eyebrow as I looked over at his arm.
"Nice," he smiled in a satisfied manner. "I'll have ta pay ya a visit some time," he said, pulling me a bit closer.
Even thought I knew that he didn't mean any harm by it, it still scared me a bit to have his arm around me like that.
"Two-Bit, lay off," Darry warned as he walked back into the room. "You're making her uncomfortable," he told him, walking over and pushing him off.
Once Two-Bit was out of earshot from my whispers I spoke up.
"Thanks…"
He just nodded, trying not to draw any more attention to us as he took the washcloth and placed it on the back of my neck.
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"So, how old are you anyway?" Steve asked, sitting on the floor near the couch.
He was playing cards with Two-bit, both of them drinking beer.
"Don't you know it's rude to ask a woman's age?" I asked, trying to hide the smile on my face. "20, why?"
"No reason really, just you're around Super-dope's age is all," he said, grinning as he looked Darry's way.
"Shut it Randle," Darry warned from the kitchen.
He was making breakfast or more like brunch given what time it was. I just sat there on the couch watching everyone. I did notice that Two-Bit's attention was mainly on the TV though, watching Mickey Mouse.
"Well, how old are you Steve?" I asked, leaning back into the couch a bit more.
"16," he said, throwing a card at Two-Bit's face to get his attention.
"Soda?" I asked, turning toward the second oldest of the Curtis brothers.
"16," he replied, watching his best friend start wrestling around with Two-Bit, both trying to put each other in a headlock.
The two went tumbling all over the place, knocking into things until eventually, Two-Bit was thrown onto the couch. He nearly landed on me, causing me to let out a yelp.
"Would you two stop it," I said, quickly getting up off the couch and going into the kitchen where it was safe.
I stood there watching the two roll off the couch and onto the floor, knocking the coffee table over in the process.
"Would you two knock it off before you break something," Darry said, before looking over at me. "You alright?" he asked, worried that perhaps the two had hurt me in their foolishness.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I assured him, watching as he cooked.
He seemed to do it with such ease. It made me wonder if he did all the cooking in the house, then again, I wasn't one to judge. In fact, I rather liked the idea that he could cook, it meant that he could take care of himself.
"How do you like your eggs?" he asked, glancing over at me for a moment, before turning back to the skillet.
"White done with the yellow runny," I told him, looking down at my hands.
A moment later the sound of something breaking was heard from the living room. Darry and me both went and looked, only to find the lamp on the floor in pieces.
"Damn it guys, I said to lay off for a reason!" Darry said in annoyance.
"I'll take care of it," I said softly, placing my hand on his arm.
He looked down at me for a moment, debating what to do. Looking over at the guys in the living room he let out a sigh, nodding his head, before going back to cooking.
"Hey, Ponyboy, take a walk with me?" I asked, walking toward the door.
"Sure, but give me a sec," he said, running upstairs real quick.
I stood there for a moment, waiting for him to come back down as the others continued with what they were doing.
"Two-Bit, let her have your jacket for a bit," Darry told him from the kitchen.
Two-Bit turned to me a moment later, shoving Steve out of the way and handing me his leather jacket. Ponyboy came back down a second later wearing a zip up hoodie.
"Here ya go baby, it'll keep ya nice and warm," he smiled as he placed it in his hands.
"Um…thanks," I said awkwardly, taking it and putting it on.
It was surprisingly warm.
"You ready Ponyboy?" I asked, standing at the door.
"Yeah, let's go."
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The walk to my house was quiet for the most part, save for Ponyboy's curiosity toward my health and wellbeing. He had asked me about what happened last night, but I didn't say much on the matter. I just told him not to worry about it, that I was fine and might try talking about it later, but I doubted it. At the moment, Darry was more likely to hear about it than anyone else.
When we made it to my house, I unlocked the door, opening it and stepping to the side to allow Ponyboy inside.
"Eden?" I called hesitantly as I looked around.
There was no sight of her anywhere.
"I'll be right back. Make yourself at home," I told him, before turning and walking up the stairs.
I went into my room first, walking in and looking around. Everything was as I had left it, not a thing out of place. The bed was still made and the pictures was still their places or at least I thought so anyway.
When I took a closer look, I found that Mom and Dad's picture was missing, but not just any picture of Mom and Dad. The picture that was missing was our family portrait.
"Eden…" I whispered, sighing for a moment before I looked under the bed.
The jar was still there and I pulled it out, unscrewing the lid and pulling a few bills out. I then shoved them into my pocket, before screwing the lid back on and shoving the jar back under my bed. After I was done with that, I walked back out of my room and closed the door behind me, quietly walking over to Eden's room.
"Eden?" I whispered, opening her door.
There was no response, but as I went inside, I found her sleeping on her bed. She had the picture from my room wrapped up in her arms, her face against the glass as she laid there curled up in a ball. I nearly cried as I looked down at her.
"Eden…" I said softly, reaching out and placing a small bit of hair behind her ear with my fingertip.
She probably didn't fall asleep until late, that's why she was laying there still sleeping. I couldn't help, but to sigh though as I pulled her blanket up around her, kissing her forehead before leaving and going back downstairs. I found Ponyboy looking at a couple of pictures on the wall when I came down, his eyes scanning over them as though trying to take everything in.
"Whatcha lookin' at?" I asked, coming to stand beside him.
"Nothin' really, just lookin'," he told me, glancing up at the picture again. "Is that your mom?" he asked, gesturing toward the main one.
"Y-Yeah," I said quietly, looking up at it as well.
It was a black and white still of my mom when she was around my age. She was so beautiful.
"You look like her, ya know?" Ponyboy commented.
All I could do was nod my head, before going and walking into the kitchen. He stood there for a moment before following, curious as to what I was doing I suppose. I didn't put much thought into it though as I opened the fridge, taking out the remainder of the pie. I saw Ponyboy's eyes light up a bit upon seeing it, a small smile forming on my lips.
"Would you like to carry this back for me?" I asked, holding it out to him
"Sure," he nodded, easily taking it from my hands and following me back into the living room.
He stood there by the door, watching as I went to the other side of the room by the heater and unplugged the lamp. He gave me a funny look as I did this, carrying the lamp in my arms.
"We rarely ever use this one," I told him, ushering him out of the house and closing the door behind me.
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While Abigail and Ponyboy were out on their walk, Darry finished cooking the food, setting everything on the dining room table.
"Don't even think about it," Darry warned, placing a hand down on the table to stop Steve from grabbing Abigail's plate of food.
"Come on, Dar, I'm hungry," Steve groaned.
"Then go get something else, this is Abigail's," he told him, turning back to the fridge and grabbing the milk.
"Thinkin' about your girlfriend?" Steve grinned, moving out of the way as Darry tried to make a grab at him. "Hey Soda, I think I hit a nerve," Steve laughed, running around the table and over to the door.
Darry was right behind him, ready to grab him when he opened the door on Abigail and Ponyboy.
"Randle!" Darry exclaimed angrily as he saw Abigail sitting on the porch outside, her hands on her nose, and a thin white box on the floor.
"I told you something would happen," Ponyboy said quietly as he sat down next to Abigail, placing his hand on her shoulder.
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"Are you okay?" Ponyboy asked.
"Yeah… This is officially the second time I've been hit in the face with a door," I groaned, still hold my nose in pain.
I was so glad that Ponyboy managed to convince me to let him hold the lamp instead. He had warned me that something stupid might happen once we got back and he was right. I just didn't think that it'd be something like this though or that I'd be the one to get hurt. Although, I suppose it could have been worse, I could have ran into Dallas Winston again today.
"Out of the way," Darry said, pushing Steve aside and coming to kneel down in front of me. "Let me see," Darry said, reaching out and gently pulling my hand away from my face.
I hissed in pain as he touched my face, gentle as he was, it still hurt.
"You're lucky you didn't break her nose, otherwise, I'd kick your head in," Darry threatened as he helped me up, leading me back inside.
"Hey Ponyboy, bring that lamp in for me would ya?" I asked as I followed Darry inside and over to the couch.
"Lamp?" Darry questioned, looking back over to the door as Ponyboy brought the thing in. "You didn't?"
"I told you I'd take care of it," I said quietly, leaning my head back as my nose started to bleed a bit. "Besides, that one never gets used anyway," I told him.
He didn't say much after that, instead, getting some tissues and helping me with my nose. I still couldn't believe that I'd gotten hit with a door. That had only happened once when Eden was pissed off at me and slammed the door in my face as I tried to come inside. Hell, I can only imagine what Dally would do if he were here. He'd be laughing his ass off probably, but who knows. Although, I'm sure that he'll find out about it eventually if Two-Bit's the way that I think he is.
"You alright baby?" Two-Bit asked as he came over, trying to take a look at me.
"Yeah, I'm fine, and don't call me baby," I told him, turning my eyes toward Darry as he dabbed at my nose again. "Ah."
"Sorry."
I just shook my head at his reply, pulling his hand away from my face for a moment.
"It's alright," I told him, before laying back on the couch properly so that he could continue.
I would have just told him to stop, but I didn't. In a way, I didn't mind him doing this, helping me the way that he was. To be honest, it felt nice, having someone care enough to actually help me like this. The thought itself made me smile a bit, therefore catching Darry's attention.
"What?" he asked.
"N-nothing, I'll tell you later," I said quietly, my eyes glancing over at the others that were seated around the room.
He seemed to understand, so we left it like that, quiet without a word as everyone went about their business.
Okay everyone, there's chapter 6. I hope that everyone liked it? Abigail's a tough girl, huh? *grins* I also hope that you like how Darry's being a bit protective of her, that and how she kicked Dally's butt. That was probably my favorite part in writing this chapter. Remember to REVIEW and MESSAGE me with your thoughts, opinions, and feelings on this story/chapter. I'd really, really, REALLY appreciate it. Thanks everyone and don't forget to check out my PROFILE for other stories that you might like, even though, this is the only one that I'm currently updating at the moment. I've got so much I want to do with this story that currently this one is my top priority. AND since it's still early today, CHECK BACK IN A BIT, I MIGHT HAVE ONE OR TWO MORE CHAPTERS UP SHORTLY. Thanks everyone.! :)