I haven't stopped thinking about Amber. She's different. She ain't like the other broads. I just can't pin what's so different. But i don't know man she said something about living with a Soc is she some "good girl gone bad" or some shit? I don't want some fake girl to be my girl. Also I know nothing about this girl.
I sat on the front porch taking long drags of my cig. I hear screaming in the distance and see some girl getting drowned by four Socs. I didn't think much of it till I saw that mustang. Johnny told me everything that happened at lunch. Why can't that broad keep her fucking mouth shut? I run inside "Yo something's happening to Amber at the park, I-I don't know man it's not good.." I run out and the gang follows closely behind me. "Hey!!!" I scream at the top of my lungs in my most masculine voice and when they see me they dart. Me and Pony run to Amber who is passed out cold. She has blood gushing from her head. Fuck.. I pick her up and bring her to the Curtis'. We take sodas car he took from the DX to drag race. He won't care, hopefully.
Pony and I lay her in the back and I hop in the drivers seat and pony hops in the passengers seat. I speed to the hospital as fast as I can and I get there. Pony hops out and runs in for help. I put her on the kearny thing and they take her away. Me and pony follow fast behind them but they slam the door in our face.
"Man this is bad... this is really really fucking bad Pone." Ponyboy was concerned. He almost started to cry but he was keeping it tuff. I feel bad for the kid. He has had it rough since his parents died. Interrupting my thoughts some broad with brown hair pushed me against the wall and looked into the window real concerned. "You alright ma'am?" Pony says softly.
"Get away from me greaser my sister is in there."
Don't get my wrong, my sister is a complete pain in the ass. She's the most judgemental person I've met, but I love her. She really is a amazing person. She hates me and that's my fault. I started to just give myself away for attention from other guys and I hang out with other girls like me. I've never had a real boyfriend.
My father and mother were out doing God knows what. I get a call and I answer it "hello?" "Hello we have Amber Evans at the hospital. If you'd like to see her I'd come right away." I froze. My sister is in. The hospital?! How! For what?! I thought she was just going to the dingo. I put on my coat and run down the street to the hospital and find my way to where I need to go.
I found the room they had her in. I pushed some other greaser away from the window and I saw her. Her lifeless body laying on the table. What happened? Why her? Why not me? My thoughts get interrupted when I hear some grease speak up. "You alright ma'am?" I roll my eyes, "Get away from me greaser my sister is in there." I keep my eyes locked on her. I hear that voice. That New York accent. "What? She ain't no Soc." He looked at me coldly. "Y-yeah she's a greaser.. we have the same mom, different dads." I saw awkwardly. Dallas chuckles. I look away with wide eyes. A doctor comes out and says we are allowed to go in and that she's awake. The three of us walk in. She smiles at the sight of Dallas and the other boy. Her smile quickly fades when she sees me.
"W-what the fuck are you doing here... Soc." She says sharply.
I wake up in a hospital bed. How did I get here? I don't know. What happened to bob? I don't know. What happened to me? Also don't know. Many questions I have no answers to. Then I see my two favorite people walk in. Pony and Dally. I smile real big at the sight of them. Then I see her. That evil bitch that was the reason why I was here. If she didn't go through my shit I wouldn't be in a hospital bed. My smile quickly fades "W-What the fuck are you doing here... Soc" I say sharply. Ponyboy looks shocked and Dally has a blank expression. "L-Look I'm just h-here to see if you're oka-" "I'm in a fucking hospital bed does it look like I'm fucking okay?! You're the one that put me here. Your kind hates me and people like Ponyboy and Dallas for no. Fucking . Reason. And you? You fucked me over. For no. Fucking. Reason." I finish my rant and sigh.
"Get out. I want my real family here."
This was so messy wow sorry. If I'm confusing please let me know. Thank you ily all. My day was absolute trash I hate people.
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she's a greaser who didn't have a place where she belonged. her father died and her mother is a bad drug addict. let's just say her home life isnt good. she does stupid things and constantly gets herself in trouble to make her feel something other t...