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Curtis sister (Girl problems)

Y/n's POV
As soon as I shut my door I sit down to my knees and silently cry. The boys don't need to know I'm crying, Darry has enough to worry about, they don't need me as another problem.
Everything was going wrong in my life right now. I've had such a bad week.

First, I found out my boyfriend was cheating on me a week ago (my brothers found out and beat the crap outta him). Second, I had to spend all week studying for a big test that I've been stressing like crazy about. Third, I got my period this morning. The worst, some girls made fun of me for what I ate at lunch today, instead of a salad. I just need someone to talk to since my mom isn't here anymore. The boys just don't understand what it's like to be a 14 year old girl.

Be side all these emotions running through my head, I hear a knock at my door. I cover my mouth, hoping whoever it was won't suspect I'm crying.

"Y/n?.." I hear Soda ask gently through the door. I sniffle quietly.

"Ya?.." I ask, as my voice cracks a little.

"Can I come in?" He asks. It's so hard to say no to him but I didn't know what else to say.

"No" I say plainly. I could see his hurt face through the door. I let another tear slip, thinking about the thought of me hurting Soda.
All of a sudden, my door opens. I tilt my head down and quickly wipe my tears with my shirt, but it was clear that I was crying thanks to my red and puffy eyes I could imagine.

"Hey..what's wrong Y/n?" He asks worriedly as he sits down beside me, wrapping an arm around me. There was no use of hiding it now, I started crying into his chest as he stroked my hair.

"Shhh, it's okay Y/n" he comforts.

After a few minutes he gently titled my chin up so I was looking at him. "Now, tell me what's wrong sweetie" he says. I know I can talk to Soda anytime.

I sniffle and pull myself together. "I just...I just-I'm stressed with everything going on, the cheating, the test, the studying, the judgment by all the other soc girls" I began rambling about all my problems. "Shhh" he pulls me back into the hug. "It's okay" he comforts.

I suddenly jerk away from his hug. "No! It's not okay! You don't know what it's like to be a 14 year old girl!" I exclaim. He gives me a sad look. "You don't know what it's like to have all those other girls judging and staring at you. You don't know what it's like to have all these girl problems!...I need a girl to talk to, Soda" I say the last part gently.

"I know...I know" he rubs my back. "Why don't you talk to Twobits mom? Her and mom used to be friends" Soda suggests. I shrug "just not the same as mom" I say.

"Well..you can always talk to us. Always. I don't care if it's about girl stuff, I'll still listen" he says.

"Thanks Pepsi" I smile. He nods.

"Come on..lets go see what the hobo's are up to" he says referring to the gang, as he helps me up.