d.c. ~ brothers

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Tulsa, Oklahoma. Curtis' house.
Wednesday, 1967.
14:30 p.m.

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"My goodness, Y/n. You're room is too messy for my eyes." Said Darry as I open the door to my room. "Get used to it, I live like this everyday. My room can't stay tidy." I said.

"You have vinyl record all over the place, they should be in a safe place so it doesn't get dirty or break." He said. "What do you listen to anyway?" "Mostly Marilyn, sometimes some Elvis or The Beatles." I said.

"You've got books all over too. You're exactly like Ponyboy, just more messy." He said. "Well at least my room is clean. It's not tidy or neat, but it's not dirty. You know what I mean?" I said. "Who's this you're with?" Darry says, holding up a photo.

I immediately take it out of his hands.

"None of your business." I said, putting the picture in my pocket. "Someone special, huh?" "Just shut up and pick the books Pony wants." I said. "Y/n, you smiled in that picture. I've never seen you smile and look so happy before." He said. "Do you really wanna know? Eh?" I said.

"It was my brother, minutes before getting on the bus to the war in Vietnam. After that he didn't come back to us. He got married, had 2 kids in New York." I said. "Then he was murdered. All I know is that he was doing a lot of bad things there. Betting and dealing. What an idiot he was." I said.

"How come you've never told me this before?" He asked. "Well what the hell do you think, Dare? Eh? You think I'm gonna go into your house telling a the boys, 'oh, my brother got murdered in a fucking shooting in his own house, and we haven't seen each other for 10 fucking years!'" I shouted.

"Y/n, I'm so sorry." Darry says, trying to hug me. I get him off me but his grip felt comfortable as I start to cry on his shoulder.

"It's okay, he might have a good reason. No way in hell he would just leave you like that." He said. "You know, you remind me so much of him, it hurts me sometimes." I said.

"I'm sorry." "It's alright, Y/n. I'm glad you let it out. If you kept it inside you, I would've never known you were hurting." He said.

"You have me and the guys now. We may not be just like your brother but you're just like a sister to us." He said. "Oh Dare..."

"You all are enough to make me smile again." I said.

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