I woke up and my eyes hurt from crying. My eyelids were slightly swollen and parts of my face were still red.
I carried myself, and my tequila, downstairs. I felt very fragile. As if one small thing happened I would just shatter. I had a couple drinks before sluggishly getting ready for work. I wrote a note and left it on the counter for my brothers.
Theo I'll talk to you after work. You're on house arrest, you can't leave unless it's school. How long? Dunno yet. No friends, no nothing.
August you're still grounded, you aren't on house arrest but for your own safety I would suggest staying home. I don't know if Dallas is still out for blood.
Please for the love of God don't do anything stupid today - Stacy
I got to work slightly late and had a buzz. It made the job a little easier and a little more confusing.
"Stacy.. are you.. drunk?" Soda asks
"Nope. Just buzzed." I wonder if I look as bad as I feel.
"Is that because of your brother?" I nod "What happened with that, did he get charged?"
"Nah. I'm not exactly sure what happened but some lady from the state was there and threatened to take Theo if it happened again." I rub my eyes, they feel heavy "Apparently they held up a store, or one of them did."
"That's not good."
I want a drink. "No it's really not."
When Soda wasn't in the garage working on a car with Steve he was in the store with me. I could tell he knew something was wrong and he kept me laughing. Soda said Saturday is usually one of the busiest days but there's been almost no one.
Tim Shepard did show up though. That wasn't fun. He said Curly got sent to a reformatory and would be there for about six months. He said the only two that didn't get locked up were that Davey kid and Theo. I'm still confused on why Davey said 'we really didn't know..' I'll find out later after work. Also why have I never even heard about this kid?
This shift was over before I knew it. Soda and Steve were wisecracking the whole way to the Curtis's. I briefly stopped by my place to grab booze. Today wasn't a sober kind of day. Me and Steve both took turns taking drinks from it, he's definitely got a lower Tequila tolerance than me, he was already as drunk as me after a few drinks. And I had been drinking all day.
Sodapop was herding us like sheep, which wasn't very hard because we were stumbling all over the place. At one point me and Steve threw our arms around each other's shoulders and were badly singing 'Auld Lang Syne' I'm just sure Soda was cringing the whole time.
The bottle was empty when we got to the Curtis's, it was almost half way full when I grabbed it.
Me and Steve burst through the door "Honey we're home!" Steve yelled out
"I brought dumb and dumber." Sodapop says walking in after us
"How drunk are you?" Darry asks
"Half a bottle of tequila drunk!" I laugh
I think the only thing holding me and Steve up, is me and Steve. If we let go of the other's shoulders we're both falling over. "Okay... why?" Darry furrows his brow
"Why not?" Steve slurs out
His grip on me falters and I stumble and fall flat on my back. That's hilarious to Steve who moments later falls over too, Then we're both laughing, hysterically. Im not sure why.
As our laughter died out we realized not one person was still paying attention to us. So we just started talking gibberish to each other, I don't even remember if it was in English, but we understood each other just fine.
Somehow at some point Steve got ahold of some cards and we attempted to play poker. It was mostly just us throwing cards down and laughing about it. We just sat on that floor for hours joking around and laughing about anything and everything.
Johnny and Two-Bit were the only ones who weren't there. Wish sucked for me because the only thing I wanted more than booze was Johnny. He'd probably be trying to sober me up and ask what was wrong, which is what I wanted.
I eventually passed out leaned against the wall. I woke up with Steve nudging me with his foot.
"Stacy wake upppppp, it's like three in the morning" I rubbed my eyes trying to remember where I was and why Steve was kicking me
I definitely didn't need to be drinking, my head hurts."Okay? Why're you wakin' me up?"
The living room is completely dark and I can barely see my hands in front of my face "'Cause you're on the floor. At least get on the couch."
I wobble my way to the couch "What about you?"
"I'm takin' Pony's old bed. I think we drank a tad too much."
I lay down on the couch "Ya think?"
Steve starts walking off "Night Stacy!"
"Night Stevie"
I'm out like a light the second I close my eyes. That couch is incredibly comfortable when you're hungover and confused. I thankfully didn't have any nightmares or dreams. I wish I had clothes to change into because my jeans were not made for anything but standing and maybe sitting.
At some point I 'woke up', my brain was awake and I could hear but I wasn't up and moving, and I was just laying face down with my hands under my head. I heard the boys talking around me.
"Alright, breakfast is ready." Darry calls from the kitchen, the smell of bacon and chocolate cake floats through the air
"Guess that means we've gotta wake Stacy up." Steve says
"Yup." Two-Bit says "I should pour water on her." I will murder him.
"Ok no." It's Soda "Why would you do that?"
"It would be funny?" Two chuckles "I'm gonna do it."
Steve sighs "Alright man it's your funeral." Aw hell I have to get up don't I?
I hear footsteps walking away, the tap turning on, and footsteps coming back.
I hear two start to chuckle and I roll over "Pour that on me and you're dead before you hit the ground." That makes Steve and Soda start to laugh
Two backs up with the water "Darn it." He says under his breath
I stand up off the couch and I surprisingly don't really have a headache. "Now what in your tiny little mind said it would be a good idea to try and pour that on my head?"
Two shrugs "It would've been funny."
"It would've been funny till she killed you." Soda adds
I walk to the kitchen and grab a couple pieces of bacon from the plateful that Darry cooked. I wasn't hungry enough for a full meal.
I was watching Dally, Soda, and Steve play each other in poker when I heard the front door open and Two-Bit talking. I looked around to see Two-Bit and Johnny walking in the door.
I perk up and rush to hug Johnny "Hi!" I say into the hug
"Hey beautiful" god I love it when he calls me that
We separate "Where were you last night?"
"I stayed over at Two-Bit's place since I knew Steve was staying here." He smirks "We're you lookin' for me?"
"Sure was. You were all I was looking for actually." He starts to turn red "But instead I got stuck playing cards with Steve."
"Hey! You had fun and you know it!" He shouts from the kitchen.
"Whatever Randle!" I shout back
He places a hand on the side of my neck and pulls me in for a good long kiss. I hear the gang shouting behind us and can't help but smile.
"Y'know how I said I wanted to take you on a date?" I nod "how about tonight- er this afternoon?" Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes
"Sure! What should I wear?"
"Somethin' suitable for grass and outdoors"
I interlace our fingers "Alright, how will I know when it is?"
"I'll come get you"
"Sounds like a plan!" I sigh "I guess that means I've got to go home and get ready." And confront my brother.
"And that means I've got to get it set up, and get myself ready." He says awkwardly. He's so cute. "I'll walk you home."
"Sounds good."
We leave the house and start to walk down the street, hand in hand, kissing, and joking with each other.
Maybe someone could want me.
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We had a script read through and did some improv the other day for The Outsiders and the boy who plays Steve will not look me in the eyes. Idk if he hates me or what but dude will not make eye contact 😭
Thanks for reading!!
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