𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 || 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟐

d.c. ~ bodies again

Tulsa, Oklahoma. Curtis' House ~ Y/n's house
Wednesday, 1967.
07:46 p.m.

•••
"Ehem."

We turned and saw Sodapop standing there, catching me and Darry kissing.

"You done? I'm starving here." He said. Me and Darry chuckle. "Here you go, little bud." Said Darry, giving him his dinner.

"Everytime I go to the kitchen." He said under his breath but we could hear him.

"Ignore him." He said, kissing me again. "Darry-- c'mon, stop it. Don't gross your brother out." I said, getting off the counter.

"Sorry babe, I gotta go. I'll see you later tomorrow if my brothers don't mind." I said.

"You got brothers too?" "Yep, 2 of em. I'm a middle child" I said.

"Well I'm looking forward to meeting them someday. What about your parents?" He asked.

"My mom died and my dad left us when we needed him." I said then pulling out a smoke.

"Oh, I'm sorry." He said. "Don't be. I'm used to it." I said, inhaling the smoke.

"I'll see you later. Bye." I said then left.

•••

I opened the door to my house and felt a gun point at my head.

"You know, I prefer a good morning, brother." I said. My younger brother, James puts the gun down.

"I was practicing." He said, uncocking the gun.

"Well that was good." I said sitting down and throwing my cigarette away. "Ian's out having fun. Well, that's what he said." "What fun?"

"I don't know." James shrugged. "Probably fucking some whores." I said. "Where were you?" He asked.

"At my boyfriends. Met some of his friends, his gang pretty much and his brothers. Sodapop and Ponyboy Curtis." I said.

"What the fuck are those names?" He said. "I don't know and rare names like that suck. Especially when you're known." I said.

Then Ian stumbled in, covered in cuts and bruises, but not many of them.

"Jesus Christ, Ian. Who did this?" I said, bringing him to sit down. "Those Soc guys. Took them down already. There was only 2 of them." He said.

"Damnit Ian. You're gonna get your ass in jail again." I said, getting a cloth and cleaning him up.

"Okay stop." Said Ian, stopping me from cleaning his cuts. "C'mon. We've got some bodies to clean up." He said, standing up.

"Oh not again!" Me and James both said at the same time. "Oh not again!" Ian said, mocking us. "Grow up you shit heads. Let's go." He said.

We then do as he said and we bury the body in the usual spot where we bury people.

"For fucks sake, Ian. Anybody could've saw you." I said, brushing off the dirt of my pants. "Guess what, Y/n? No one did. Relax. C'mon, let's go back."

And then we got back home.

Ian immediately went to shower and I cleaned the house so it didn't seem to suspicious.

"Right James, let's get to bed." I said, clapping my hands. Me and James share a bed.

Ian came out of the bathroom.

"Oh yeah, can I borrow 200 bucks for tomorrow?" He asked. I sighed and looked for my purse. I couldn't find it.

"Fuck, I left my purse at my boyfriends house. I'll get it tomorrow and I'll give it to you." I said.

"Okay then."

Then we heard a knock on the front door.

Me and Ian look at each other.

"Give me the revolver." I said. He immediately got it threw it to me.

I hold it up and slowly open the door.

No one was outside.

I look down and saw my purse. I took it and closed the door. I showed it to Ian and he looked at me with wide eyes.

"Shit." We both say.