Forever an Actor~

See you again soon

How could he? He would give me to my parents for his "sister." Since when does he have a sister. Before I fell asleep, he said that he wouldn't let anything happen to me. But that was a lie. He would sell me out so I can get beat, tortured, and raped by my father and have my mother watch. What type of bull shit life am I living. I do know that the gang is like family to me. They never ask questions about that night or anything really. We all just have a great time and play around with each other.

It was almost 7am and I was the only one awake. I'm glad I was the only one, it left me alone with my thoughts and I could plan out what my next move is. I know now that I can't trust Dallas, but the rest of the gang is alright. I got up and walked to the kitchen. I made a small breakfast, but enough to feed everyone. I succeeded at being quiet and not waking anyone up. A pen and pad was on the table, so I wrote to the gang.

To the gang,
I am sorry that I have to write this. I hope y'all enjoy the breakfast I made for you, I'm surprised y'all are heavy sleepers. Anyways, I have to go stay with my family to protect all of you. I got a phone call from my mother and she threatened to kill all of you if I didn't come home. I have the address but don't come looking for me. I will be okay and make it. Darry, thank you for taking me in. I was a stranger and you helped me and kept me alive when I was badly injured. You are doing an amazing job at raising your brothers and pretty much the whole gang. Sodapop and Steve, thank you for always being there. I would have never met the gang if it wasn't for y'all to. Twobit, thanks for always cracking jokes and keeping life entertaining. Ponyboy and Johnny, you both have helped me see the good in life. I know that we all just met, but I consider you family.

See you again soon,
Elizabeth May.

Yes, Dallas was not included in this note. He got one of his own to read when I am far gone. I can't believe I was actually starting to fall for him. I should have known not to trust anyone, especially him.

I grabbed my bag and things. I stayed in the same clothes, because there is no point in changing if I'm just gonna be beat to death soon. Walking out the door I stopped and turned to the house. I was going to miss them, they made me feel safe and I am thankful for that. Tears pricked my eyes as I continued walking. The sun rising, the crisp morning wind blowing agains my face, it felt nice and peaceful.

I looked down at the paper in my hand and read the address. Looking up I saw a blue broken down house in front of me.

"2248 N Rockford Avenue" I sighed and knocked on the door. The click of the door knob was all I heard before I saw a girl standing there. She had dark brown hair and blue eyes. She looks to be slightly older than me by a year or two max.

"Ah you must be Elizabeth, your parents are waiting for you." She said with a scared New York accent. There was no doubt that this was his sister. Same accent and hair, hell they kinda look alike if you squint your eyes. I took a deep breath and walked in. My blade was in my back pocket invade I needed a quick escape. As I walked in, the smell of booze and marijuana filled the air, thick and harsh.

"Would you look who the cat dragged in" I gave my mother a scolding look. My father was not in the room for now.

"Mother" I spat

"I'm here, so let whoever she is go and I'll stay here. You promised to not touch the guys if I came here, so I expect you to hold up on that. Or so help me god I will kill you and father before you can even say whiskey." I guess Dallas was right when he said I had an accent. I can only hear it if I'm real mad or talking fast.

"HEY JENSEN YOUR DAUGHTER THINKS SHE CAN BACK TALK ME." She yelled towards the kitchen. Well shit this is going to be a good hit. His heavy foot steps echoed as my mother laughs. His hand connected with my face, my hair in his grasp, my face was slammed into a glass table. The table shattered, blood trickling down my face, seeing spots as I try to look at Dallas' sister.

She... she was laughing. But what, she should make a run for it while she has time. Why is she just standing there.

"R- run w- while you can" I tried my best to make words form. She turned and walked towards my mother. They both smiled and looked at me. By now I am assuming I have lost a lot of blood. My vision going in and out, eyes getting heavier and harder to keep open. The girl walks over to me, but I was not expecting what came next. Pills were shoved down my throat and my face was instantly connected with her boot.

I was out, cold as could be. Every time I was knocked unconscious, was the only time I was set free. No one there to hurt me, no one around but me. I wonder how long I'll be out this time, even adding the fact that I have no idea what was shoved down my throat.
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(Johnny's POV)

Yesterday was an amazing day. Getting to see May laugh and be happy made me feel good. I'm sure everyone loved to see her smile, it could light up a room. I wonder why she cuts herself though. Dallas told everyone not to ask or stare at her, but my thoughts wondered. I know her home life could not be as good as she says it is. I see the was she looks when any of us mentioned her cousin that's in town. She looks like she might faint or something. May is like a flower, once you pick off it's petals, they never grow back.

The entire gang decided to crash at pony's house last night, we all agreed we were too tired to go home. Even if I went home, I would end up at the lot. See my folks don't care where I am, as long as I am not in their way. My mom and dad fight a lot, do drugs, and drink almost every night. My pops hits and beats me if I misbehave. I guess hitting me is the on my way he deals with his stress. I don't mind it much anymore because I have the gang here with me.

I often used to think of ending my life. Like no one would give a shit anyways. I was a nobody who liked in the hood. At school I sit in the back of class and keep my head down. I am thrown against lockers and get trash thrown at me. My parents are low lifers who had a kid by mistake and take their anger out on it. I used to go days without eating, wearing the same old clothes, sleeping outside. This was all until I met ponyboy. The day we met was when my life changed.

I was sitting in the corner of the lunch room, a bunch of jocks picking on me. One of them started to get physical and tried to hit me. As you should have guessed, yes it was bob fucking Sheldon. Ponyboy stopped him and took a beating for me. From that day, we would walk each other to class and home. Once he found out my home life, I was always invited over to his house. Darry would never let me go without a meal or clothes on my back. Anything I needed was given to me or worked for by the Curtis house hold.

Waking up, I saw all the guys sleeping but May wasn't to be seen. Maybe she just was outside or on a walk. I got up and walked to the kitchen. There was food made, it was still warm and was probably cooked about fifteen minutes ago. Sitting down with a plate, I saw a note on the table. I opened it and began to read it.

Once I was finished, tears streamed down my face. She left us. She left me. What was her reason. I know she said it was to protect us, but there has to be more too it. As I got up, I walked to the living room.

"Guys" I said trying to wake everyone up. It was no use, they all sleep like the dead. I grabbed pots and banged them together. I heard a lot of groans and yelling to be quiet.

"GUYS GET THE HELL UP!" I think they were all shocked because they all shot up and turned to me.

"What's up John" Steve asked rubbing his eyes.

"Look" I handed him the note and he read it aloud for the guys to hear.

"She just left..." by now all of the gang had tears in their eyes. Dallas stormed out to his car and started hitting his steering wheel. I walked out to him.

"How *hit* could she *hit* just leave *hit*" seeing Dallas full on cry is heart breaking. Yeah he may be a stone cold ass sometimes but he care about the people around him. I know for sure that he loves May, he's just too scared to love anyone.

"Johnny I gotta go, keep an eye out for Elizabeth please. If you see her, call my cell." And with that he sped off. He always drives off to get his mind off things that are bothering him. None of the gang knows where he goes, but I do. I realize that Elizabeth never included Dallas in the note, maybe that's what got to him, or maybe she wrote a separate one for him. All we can do now is wait. God I miss her already man.