Wednesday, May 29, 2013

A Series of Random (Some Unfortunate) Events

A Series of Random (Some Unfortunate) Events

  So the other day I was walking the driveway to our door, when through the window, something caught my eye. It was Tim,  trying to kiss Pony. That was a surprise. A few moments later, I hear the door open, then footsteps. Pony's footsteps. His legs moved as fast as they could, he almost flew he was going so fast. Pones must have been working on his time for track, cause that was the fastest I had ever seen him run. Sighing, my hand twisted the doorknob to let myself inside the house. There was Tim sitting  on my couch with a goofy look on his face. "Tim." I nodded a hello to him. The boy waved at me,  "Hey Darry." There was a period of awkward silence. I'm pretty sure there was a irritated look on my face. Why did I always have to deal with Pony's issues? 
"What are you doing here?" 
"Pony said he was going to get the pizza." 
"Right..... And how long did he say he would be gone?" 
"He didn't say, so I'll wait til he gets back." 
I almost did a facepalm. There was no way Pony would be back anytime soon. "Good luck with that." I muttered while walking into the kitchen to do some work, then hid in my room. Finally after hours and hours, I couldn't take being contained anymore. Outside. That was the only other place to hide in this goddamn house. Around midnight, Pony came walking back to the house. Immediately, my hand went to his collar. "Where. The. Hell. Have. You. Been?" I growled out through my teeth. Of course I was angry. Angry that I had to hide in my own house because my kid brother was a coward. "I-I was w-with Johnny..." The kid stuttered. Of course that's where he went. That's where he always went. "He's still here. Tim."
"Why does that matter? He sleeps here a lot."
"I saw you guys through the window, Pony. You ran straight past me." 
"Can we talk later?"
He was desperate, looking at me with pleading eyes. Sighing, I let him go. "You got school tomorrow. Go to bed." He ran off as fast as he ran out earlier. Walking inside I stated, " Out. Pony aint coming back, you can deal with him some other time." Tim got up and left pretty fast. 

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 Yesterday I took Pony to the movies, because I had off and he begged me to go with him. I'm thinking its because he didn't want to pay for it himself. Walking up to the ticket booth I heard a familiar voice. "What do you want?"  Dawn asked through the hole in the glass. I forgot that she had worked here. She told me that time...  

  It was late at night. I was trying to sneak into the house, not to wake up Soda and Pony. Every once and a while ( about once in a few months) when everyone thought I worked late, I would find myself at a bar drinking away my stress. Some friends from work would come with, and we would have a good time. This happened to be that night. In the dark, I stumbled around, before... BAM! Someone knocked right into me. Feeling around for a light switch, my hand flicked the switch. The girl now on the ground from the collision was Dawn. I knew why she was there, her and Soda hooked up sometimes, but my brother having sex was not something I chose to think about. I held out a hand to help her up. She grabbed it and slowly got to a stand, which was slightly difficult due to her partially drunken state. "Damn that hurt Dar." She muttered. "You ain't so harmless yourself." I told her. She sat on the couch and rubbed her head, which she must of hit during her fall. I grabbed what all poor people use for medicine, Alcohol. "Here, maybe your head won't hurt so much." Dawn took the beer eagerly, and I drank a sip of my own. "You're probably wondering why I'm here , you see I forgot my...uhhhh"
Save it, I've known about you and Soda  hooking up for a while now. Can't hide much in my own house."
"Damn." 
"I won't say anything, it's not my business." I took another sip of my drink. 
"And where were you Dar?" 
"Working." I lied.
"Yea right. I can smell the alcohol on ya.  Where you at a bar? Did  Darrel have a one night stand?" She smirked.
"While I was at a bar, I can control my hormones unlike the rest of ya." I responded.
"You say that cause you can't get laid." Dawn laughed. I almost spit out my drink. 
"Hell No! Contrary to what the gang believes I can get laid!" 
"Sure Dar, Whatever floats your boat." 
It might have been the alcohol, but I laughed abit too. We talked for a while and drank, most of it was a bit of a blur due to the beers, but I do remember a certain part of the conversation vividly. 
"Hey Darry, don't you hate your parents for dying? You don't seem to have fun anymore." The question slurred out of her mouth. "No.... I never hated them. It wasn't their fault. At first, I hated everything else, God, the train, the car company, myself. Punched a good amount of holes in the wall. But then I didn't have time to be angry, I had my family to take care of." She looked at me for a moment and said, "I wish my family worked that way." Mr. Cade didn't care about his kids, I knew that. He would slap them around and get so drunk that he was always angry, and fighting with his wife. "You got Johnny. He may be an idiot but he'd do anything for you. The gang is the real family too.  Doesn't matter what your parents think, you are what you love, not who loves you." Dawn seemed to mail over what I said, but then she said, "Thanks Dar, for keeping this family of idiots from getting into too much trouble." I laughed, " Here's to those idiots." We clinked the beers together and drank them down. She stood, still unstable, but standing. "I have to get going, maybe get some sleep. I have to go to work tomorrow." 
"Ms. Dawn Cade works?" I almost laughed.
"Damn right I do. Started working at the Nightly Double." With that, she left out the door, and I ended up passing out on the couch. 

"So Dawn, you do actually work here." I smirked. She looked up to see me and Pony then sighed. " Yea, got a problem with it Curtis? Now what the fuck do you want to see?" 

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   Dinner was in the oven and things were just about done. Bre and Steve were over for some reason, and everyone seemed to be home. Soda didn't have work and Kitty wasn't off somewhere getting into trouble. We all sat down to watch something on the TV. "Hey Pones, go find a movie to watch." Soda said. 
 "Yes your highness!" With that, Pony went through the movies and noticed a blank disc. "What's that?" I asked confused. All the home videos we had were labelled and he could remember what was on the blank DVD.  When the movie started to play, it showed Soda, Twobit, and Steve dancing in sombreros. Where they got them, I had no clue, but it was damn funny. Then the view changed to Audrey and Jelly having sex and we all went silent. That was something I didn't need to see. We all made some excuse to leave. "I'm going to clean the kitchen." I basically ran out of the room. 

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Let The Games Begin

The other day when the boys all went to the rodeo, I stayed back due to work. I really didn't mind though, since I saw enough of the gang on a regular basis, especially when they end up sleeping in my house. On my way back from work I heard cops and screaming, causing my gaze to shift towards the commotion. To my surprise, there was Rhyan, laying on the ground, with her pants missing. It took
Only a few seconds to realize what had happened. I ran to her, then picked her up in my arms. I had to get her to Dal, who did take her into his arms. When I learned the truth about what had happened, my anger flared. No one hurt anyone in the gang, no one hurt my family. Especially those stuck up, lousy, pussy, socs. That's when I declared a rumble.

News spread fast about the upcoming rumble, like it always does. Socs just love to jump on the chance to beat a Greaser, like that'd happen. Soda and I were dealing with the preparation. The night before the rumble we hung out at the bar, to have a relaxing time before the chaos. Soda discussed the numbers with me while I sipped my beer. "The Brumleys backed out." I informed him. He frowned and cursed. "Dammit. Are you serious?" "Yep. They're down three guys as of this morning when one of em got busted for car theft." I regretted to tell him. This morning I got a call from the Brumley Brothers. Basically, one of those idiots tried to steal a car from an auto-shop. Unfortunately for him, that auto-shop was next to a police station. The dumbass got two blocks before being arrested. My thoughts were interrupted when Soda asked me if we had enough guys. I shook my head no, then took another sip of beer. It was then that Owen patted me on the back and said, " Don't worry. I got it covered." I didn't always trust Owen, but he was family, and I somehow knew that he would pull through for this one.

When Friday came we all met at our house, including the Shepards. Everyone was warming up their muscles like it was a sporting event, and being reckless like usual. I now have a hole in the wall from a few of the Shepard's being idiots. When I was about done yelling at them for being dumbasses, the whole house started to shake. "What the hell is that?" I asked. Owen smirked,"I said I had it covered." And in fact he did. I met with the motorcyclists to explain the situation. They seemed tough enough, and hey, the more the better.

So we headed down to the lot where the rumble was to be. Most of the socs were already there, in their khaki's and sweaters. We all lined up, everyone waiting for the first move. It's a weird experience, the silence right before the rumble starts. It only lasts a few seconds, but it seems to go in slow mo, then chaos breaks out. We were outnumbered more than I would have liked. Socs were on my in moments. I kicked and punched, putting a good dent in the number of socs still standing. Sometime during the rumble, a soc got lucky and punched me right in the side of the head. It hurt like hell. Things were starting become dizzy, but I grabbed the soc by his pansy sweater and threw him to the ground. Bob Sheldon was near me, but I knew it wasn't for me to take him down. I took him by the collar and shoved him towards Dally who knocked him out. Before long, the socs were running for the hills, getting away from the monsters that are Greasers, with everyone cheering and celebrating.

The Thatchers ended up hosting the victory party, with what I call the three b's. Babes, Bikini's and Booze. My head was killing me so I used the cheapest painkiller around. Alcohol. The pain started to subside, drink by drink. During the night Soda and Jelly had an argument with Hunter involved too, but I don't remember what it was about. I don't remember too much after that, but I do remember waking up in some bed, next to some girl, with a killer headache. I made my way home at 6, to find Pony sleeping. I smiled then made my way to my bed and slept for another hour, before getting up for work. After taking a few painkillers, I was off to work, like nothing had ever happened, besides the bruises and cuts on my body.

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