Forever an Actor~

Eceryrhing happens for a reason

(A week later)
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A week passed by and I am feeling better. Darry insisted I go to the hospital because I wasn't getting better. I was told there was an infection and I had the flu. Dallas took care of me all week and never left my side. Soda and Johnny would show up and give Dallas clothes and talk for awhile about life. I was finally back at the Curtis house and it felt good to be back.

"Hey how's it going May?" Steve asked walking through the door.

"Feelin good today, we should all go do something."

"Yeah we should, get the gang together and go swim at the pool or something. It's supposed to reach mid 90s today."

"Alright cool, you get the gang and I'll go to the store to get some things." I smiled and walked out the door. Today was going to be a good day. I get to hang with the guys and have fun. Although it's swimming, I can't swim.... But what if the judge me.... Never mind we are not letting any negative thoughts bring me down. I continued my walk to the store in a demeaning manner.

Once I walked in, I was hit with the cool air of the store. It felt nice to not be burning in the sun. I swear by noon you could cook an egg outside or some shit. Let's see, I need a swim suit and some shorts. I walked to the swim wear section and fiddled through the endless isles. A red top caught my attention and I picked it up. It was a bright cherry red top and bottoms. It tied around your neck and the bottoms were some what high waisted.

I grabbed the swim set and began to search for some shorts. This is where things would get a little tricky. See I lost a lot of weight while being sick and now none of my jeans fit right. I found some shorts and walked to the fitting rooms to try everything on before I buy it. The top and bottoms fit perfectly, but my scars are ugly and no one knows besides Dallas. I pushed my thought aside and tried the shorts, surprisingly they fit too then again they are a size 4...

I paid for my things and left. The walk home was dreadful, the sun beaming down on me, feeling the heat and slight wind. As I was walking I heard a car drive up behind me. I kept walking, not wanting to talk to anyone or be jumped today.

"Hey there sweet heart..."

I turned around to see a black mustang and inside were three guys, I assume they are socs. Why can't today be a normal and good day man, I'm just trying to have fun with my friends. The guys parked the car and go out heading my way. I look at my surrounding and no one else is in sight, great this is gonna end so well...

"Look who it is, a little greaser who looks lost"

"Need a ride baby?"

They all seem a little drunk. I back away from them and turn to run away. Suddenly I feel an arm grab my wrist and spin me around to face them.

"Well there's no need to run, we just want to have a little fun with you" he gave a seductive grin.

"Just leave me alone, I ain't want no trouble" I spat and tried to push my way out of his grasp. He tightened his hold and I winced at the pain he cause, there was going to be a bruise for sure. The guys circled around me, touching my hair and body like I was some kind of object. The guy holding me starts to kiss down my neck.

"I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE!" I kneed him in the stomach and pulled away.

"You shouldn't have done that you bitch" he was about to punch me, but someone grabbed his fist. I look up and see Dallas.

"She said leave her alone you dick" Dallas punched the guy and threw him to the ground. All of the jumped in the car and sped off.

"You alright Lizzie?" Dallas said crouching down to me. I hate the nickname but he is the only one who can call me that.