𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 || 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟐

gang ~ not my fault

Tulsa, Oklahoma. Curtis' house.
Wednesday, 1965.
10:22 p.m.

•••

"Guys I'm telling you, rumbles are useless. Think about it. Your fighting for peace. Your hurting the other team, for peace with that team. Make it make sense. You get hurt and hurt people for peace and,or for fun" I said as I saw the gang get ready for another rumble with the Socs. "It's not for peace, it's to tell the other team that we're powerful and they're just pussies." Said Steve.

"My god, y'all are some dumbass motha' fuckers. Only pussies go to fight. Real men let it go. They let is slide through because they know it's not worth it." I said. "Yeah, maybe real men in your dreams." Said Dallas as everyone laughs. "Oh okay, wanna play that game? Alright, you come back here, I'm not gonna clean up your cuts, you hear me? I did that too many times and those times were when you didn't listen to me either." I said. "Like it's hard to do that. C'mon guys, Tim's gang is waiting." Says Sodapop.

"Have fun hurting yourself." I said. They then left and it was only me in the house. I just watched TV to keep me busy.

•••

The boy's barged in, bruised, cut, drenched, and out of air. "Win or lose?" I asked. "We won." Said Steve. They all sat down, tired. I continue to watch TV. "Ah Jesus, my knuckles are bleeding." Says Dallas. "I probably lost a tooth or something, and my nose is bleeding." Says Steve. "My sides kinda hurt." Says Soda. They all look at me.

"The first aid kit is right there." I said, pointing to where it is. "Help yourself." Darry gets up to get it and gives everyone a band-aid. "Y/n, can you help me put this on?" Said Steve. I scoff. "No." I replied.

"Alright I'm sorry for not listening. Now will you please help us? We're all in pain here!" He said. "You put yourself in pain." "Look just help us will ya?" Says Dallas. I huffed as I got out of the couch and took the first aid kit and started bandaging everyone up properly. Dallas was the last one I bandaged.

He looks up at me with a smirk. "You couldn't help but to help us did you, Y/n?" He said, pouting his lips. "Shut up or I'm not even gonna be waiting for you here next time." I said. He was holding his laugh as I could already tell the rest was too.

"Okay I'm leaving." I said, taking my jacket, not done with Dally. "Hey hey, were sorry okay? But rumbles are the only way the Socs want to make things even. We didn't want to look weak." Says Dallas as he stops me, grabbing my wrist. I roll my eyes and got back to him.

"I'm getting tired of bandaging you guys up, you know that right? Learn to clean yourselves up. Damn." I said. "Oh it's just better when you do it for us." Said Steve as I heard muffled laughs. "Okay I'm leaving." I said again. They all stopped me again.