Dear Val, (An Outsiders Fanfiction)

{10}

I walked back inside the house. I cannot believe Johnny said that to me! This changes everything. When I walked in, I looked at every one of the guys. Someone. I can't even think right now. That someone is hiding it pretty well if they like me. It's probably a lie. It was almost 2:30, and I got here at 8:00. I sat down beside Johnny and watched Steve and Soda play cards. Dally was just looking at the floor. Two-Bit was no where to be seen. That was the first.
"Hey where's Two-Bit?" I said out loud.
"Probably with some blonde somewhere, who knows." Steve said.
There were only two men in this room that drive me wild: Dallas Winston and Steve Randle, and maybe it's because I have known them the longest. But they aren't my type anymore. They are so, ambitious. They want it all and they want it now. I wanted the thrill of having someone like that all to myself. But, I have moved on. But they still hold a special place in my heart.
"Hey guys!" Darry said walking through the door with Two-bit.
"Hey guys!" I said standing up and giving Darry a light hug and same with Two-bit. I heard a car pull up outside, Randy? Hold on..
"What time is it?" I asked.
"8:30? Why?" I was late. Randy wanted me to be home by 8.
The doorbell rang. Darry answered the door, to find Randy, who could barely stand still.
"Where is she?" He asked looking at Darry.
"She.. She who?" He asked. He mean't me! What is Darry doing?!
"The girl... What's her name again.. Uh... Valerie."
"She isn't here, sorry."
"Are you lying to me?" Randy said pulling his switch out of his pocket, but only I could see it. I ran over and he saw me.
"Sorry guys I must've fallen asleep in a spare room! Randy, let's go to my house. I grabbed my crutches and went to the car.
"Val, wait!" Darry yelled chasing after me.
"Listen to me. He is drunk and you know it. I will send someone to pick you up at home soon, get him to fall asleep."
"Ok Darry, thanks. I said kissing his cheek and walking back to the car.
"Are you sure you can drive Randy?" I asked and he seemed frustrated.
"Positive."
"Randy- have you been drinking?"
"Yeah but I can still drive!" He said grasping the wheel harder. The car wasn't moving yet.
"Randy but-" he then slapped me across the face.
"Shut up!" He said and then smiled.
"I have a plan he said with a smile and then he got an old rag and shoved it in my mouth and tied my hands with rope. My eyes had a bandana over them. He shoved me in the back seat, and he started the car. I tried to scream, but the rag just went further down my throat. I stayed quiet and tried to untie myself, and I was unsuccessful. The car pulled to a stop. And then I heard someone open a car door, then close it. The door at my head opened, and Randy pulled off my blindfold.
"Look alive, sunshine."