For The Love of a Greaser
Chapter 47
Gets Her Every Time
"Hey, Pony, you seen where that basket went? I had it sitting out yesterday and it's not there," Darry said, looking around for it.
He was trying to finish getting things together so that him and Abigail could leave for their trip. Unfortunately, it was turning out to be a hinderance as he continued looking for what should have been there.
"Um, I think Two-Bit was messing with it yesterday," Ponyboy told him, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Oh, great, just what I need," he groaned. "Why does that guy always have to mess with stuff?" Darry asked.
"I don't know," Ponyboy shrugged, trying to help look for it.
About 15 minutes later, Two-Bit came walking in through the door with the picnic basket, the basket itself filled with beer.
"Two-Bit, what in the world?" Darry said, raising an eyebrow in question as he folded his arms over his chest.
"What? I like beer," he chuckled, a goofy grin on his face.
Darry gave him a tired look, shaking his head as he sat the loaf of bread onto the dining table that he'd been holding.
"That's not what I meant, Two-Bit," Darry pointed out, walking toward him. "Now, you mind giving my basket back so I can finish getting things together?" he asked, brow raised in question.
"Oh, this old thing?" Two-Bit laughed, gesturing toward the basket.
"Yes, that old thing," Darry repeated with a sigh.
"Eh, alright," Two-Bit shrugged, dumping his beer out onto the couch, before tossing the basket Darry's way.
Darry caught it at the last second, fingers gripping it tightly. He heard the sound of Abigail's muffled laugh a moment later, looking up to find her at the top of the stairs looking down at him, hand over her mouth.
"And what's so funny?" he asked, raising an eyebrow in question.
"She's probably thinkin of how funny you look right now," Two-Bit howled with laughter, slapping his leg.
Darry shook his head, sitting the basket down on the table, before walking back into the kitchen.
"Which reminds me," Two-Bit mused, looking up at Abigail with a grin on his face as she slowly made her way down the stairs, taking her time with each one. "You still look funny," he pointed out.
"Oh, really now?" she asked, folding her arms over her chest in question.
"Yep!"
"Two-Bit, knock it off and leave her hair out of it or what's left of it anyway," Darry called from the kitchen, not catching the look on Abigail's face.
"Darrel!" she cried out, cheeks heating up slightly.
She didn't need him pointing out that she didn't have much hair left on her head.
"What? I'm telling him the truth."
"Darry," she breathed, meeting him halfway until they stood in front of the dining table, hand reaching out and gripping the front of his shirt.
All three, Ponyboy, Two-Bit, and Johnny sat there watching as Darry and Abigail eyed one another, waiting for something to happen.
"Need I remind you, that you are the one that helped cut my hair?" she asked, daring him to press further.
Two-Bit watched as the big guys lip twitched, a grin forming on Two-Bit's face once he knew what was coming. Darry had a habit of biting back just like Abigail did. Personally, Two-Bit got a kick out of it every time when they had their meaningless fights, if you can even call them fights. In fact, the two of them never fought at all. Granted, that was a good thing, but it wasn't as interesting. He actually started to wonder if they'd ever have a fight or not. Really, all they did was mock fight, mainly kidding around.
"Need I remind you, that you were the one that wanted my help?" Darry reminded her, trying his best not to grin as he stood his ground, her hand still gripping the front of his shirt.
Unfortunately, he failed at it and ended up with her shoving him in the chest, a chuckled emitting from his lips.
"Remind me why I put up with you?" she commented, walking passed him into the kitchen.
"Well, I'm sure I can think of a few," Darry started, turning around to follow her into the kitchen.
The whole time, Two-Bit sat there on the couch, watching things unfold. To him, it was like watching a well played out TV show, one that sent him into a fit of laughter. Not that Pony or Johnny would really disagree with it. To them, it was entertaining as well, especially for Steve and Soda. Both boys loved to teased Darry and Abigail about things, almost worse than what Two-Bit did. Then again, Two-Bit knew his limits for the most part, where as Steve still had issues recognizing when enough was actually enough and to stop where he was.
"Like?" she inquired, grabbing a couple of sodas from the fridge and bringing them back to the table.
"Well, for you, you love me," he pointed out, taking the soda and placing it in the empty basket.
"So sure?" she teased, trying not to smile as she said it.
Like Darry though, it was an utter fail.
"Really now, are you really going to start that again?" he chuckled, following after her once more.
"And what if I am?" she countered, daring him to put in his two cents.
"Then I guess I'll just have to remind you that I can always do this," he said, grabbing her up in his arms and tickling her, all the while being careful of her arm.
"Darry!" she cried, squirming in his arms.
Two-Bit laughed as he watched, a grin on his face.
"Gets her every time," he laughed.
"Darry, stop it!" Abigail squealed as he continued to attack her side with his fingers, keeping her close to his body as she squirmed. "Darry!" she cried, another squeal escaping her lips.
"Where's a camera when you need it?" Ponyboy mumbled, a smirk on his face.
"In my truck," Darry answered, hearing Ponyboy's question even through the cries, grunting a moment later when Abigail accidentally got him in the gut with her elbow.
"Dang that hurt," Darry breathed, pulling away, though never taking his hands off of her.
"And so does laughing too hard," she countered.
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I let out a small yawn as I leaned back further into my seat, the air blowing in my face. My eyes closed for a moment as I rubbed my arms, opening my eyes a moment later to gaze out at the scenery moving by.
Darry had been right when he had told me that there was plenty of open space out in the country. Everywhere I looked, there would be wooden fences, barbed wire here and there, acres of grass swaying in the breeze making it look like an ocean of green. I'd never seen anything like it before in my life.
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They'd been in the truck for the passed couple hours, driving all the way into the country without stopping, the music sounding from the radio. The whole ride thus far had been fairly quiet as Abigail leaned back into her seat, getting herself comfortable. Darry could have swore that she'd dozed off once or twice already, but he didn't really mind that much. Darry was just happy to be with her, simple as that. He was even more proud of himself though, feeling the small box that had been placed in his jacket pocket. It reminded him of the real reason why they were making this trip. This trip had been meant to give them something more. In a way, hopefully it would be a new and better start for them, bringing them even closer together than ever before.
"Abigail?"
"Hm?" she turned her head to look at him.
"What do you think so far?"
Alright everyone! Chapter 47 is FINALLY up! I'm sorry that it took so long, but I had to get back into the mood. Listening to some inspirational music helped. Also, I realize that this one is a bit on the short side, but that was deliberate. The next chapter will be longer, I promise. A lot longer if I can do it. Anyway, please let me know what you think? I'd love to hear your thoughts, feelings, opinions, and ideas on this chapter/story. Remember, if ANYONE still has more ideas on things to Abigail and Darry to do, I'm more than willing to here them. Don't forget to REVIEW and MESSAGE me people. Thanks! Also...Happy Thanksgiving everyone! And God Bless!