𝐌𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 :: 𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴

𝘴𝘪𝘹.

𝘺/𝘯

my feet picked up the pace every time i felt the feeling of someone following me, someone other than curly. the curtis' household stood right in front of me, i carefully opened the gate and fheard the muffled screams of the boys inside, even a girl just laughing. the porch steps creaked every step i took, i took a deep breath in before knocking on the door.

i guess no one really heard the door knock since no one answered the door after 5 minutes, i gave my watch another look and knocked on the door. the whole house went silent, a bunch of guys shushing each other while there was that one person who got the small case of the giggles. small light first spotted my eyes where i came face to face with darry who had a worried look.

"y/n! you came!" soda pulled me into the house with a tight hug.

i pat soda on the back as a sign that i can't breathe, the whole has was still silent from the moment i sent my last knock to the door. all eyes were on me, especially ponyboy who had angela real close to him. two-bit sent me a small wave before heading to the kitchen which i assumed was for beer, dallas and johnny looked at me confusingly, steve well, he was too busy checking out the model magazines darry hid under the coffee table.

"guys, it's y/n, be excited!" soda cheered, pulling me into a side-hug.

ponyboy then grabbed my hand and led us into a different room, his bedroom. "why are you here?"

"soda invited me, is that a problem? i can leave." i said, almost heading for the door but he stopped me.

"c'mon, y/n. don't do this." pony sighed.

"ponyboy, i'm serious, he did invite me." i explained. "look, i didn't come here just to have a one on one conversation with you, now if you excuse me, i'll just leave and not bother you ever again."

i walk past ponyboy and to the living room, having him walk from behind where all eyes were just pointed at us. angela of all people had the bitch face on me, she just looked at me up and down with a silent scoff to herself, ponyboy took his same old spot from before as i just stood there. two-bit came by waving the bottle of beer in my face.

"so y/n, how ya been?" dally cooly places his two feet on top of the coffee table only to have darry shove his feet down the other way.

"great." i replied.

"you've changed." steve squinted at me, studying me.

"steve." soda hushed.

"it's fine, soda, i'm fine." i reassured him.

"yeah you are!" a guy hollers at the door, i saw curly standing there. "great seeing you again doll."

"curly, get out!" angela pointed out the door.

"tim says to get you home, you're dead meat." he snickers.

ponyboy then pointed his thumb at the door, as a gesture for us to take a step outside, curly and angela were still fight and it's clear that i don't want to be there for it. i followed him out the door as he lit up a cigarette, i missed the smell of cigarettes, at the same time i don't miss them. ponyboy just walked by my side not saying anything, he just looked ahead of him with a serious expression.