I'm Broken Enough

5

Y/n POV
I opened my closet door and pulled out my greaser clothes that were shoved inside a day earlier. Everyone was asleep and I quietly snuck out through my terrace door and ran down the drive way. I decided to go off into the trees to my right, in case anyone was out or caught a glance of me from a window.

I continued running down the street trying to make as little noise as possible, which I found to be quite difficult when there was leaves and sticks covering the ground. I was surprised at how quick it actually took me to get back to this neighborhood.

The same neighborhood as before.
Where I met Steve.

I really hope he came back.

I understand if he didn't, though. I mean, I wouldn't either. But I'd still feel awful if I didn't get a chance to explain myself and apologize.

I turned the corner and almost jumped. I saw someone out in the distance.
Was it really him?

It was almost like I didn't expect him to show up at all, no matter how badly I had hoped that he would.

I kept walking forward and the figure didn't move. I got closer.

It was him!

I ran to him and stopped abruptly in front of him, and struggling to catch my breath.
"You- you came back!" I said between gasps and he just smiled.
"Yeah, I was starting to think you wouldn't actually show up again" "me come back? I didn't think you'd come back at all!". This caused him to laugh and he sat down on the dirt road. He patted a spot next to him and I obliged.

"Hey Steve" I said turning to look at him, "I am so so so so sorry about everything that happened today. I couldn't apologize more if I tried to. I feel so terrible about the way my brother treated you and your friends and they did not deserve that. At all. I promise you that it will never happen again. I just feel so terrible about it and I'm so sorry".

He was quiet for a minute and just looked at me, clearly thinking about how to respond. Then he said "it's really ok, I appreciate you coming out here and saying that. It really means a lot. I guess we're just kind of used to that sort of treatment, but I've never once gotten an apology from it so it does really mean a lot I swear I-". I cut him off "you shouldn't have to be used to that kind of treatment though! That's what pisses me off about all this bullshit!".
"Is what you said earlier true?" He asked me.
"What?" "What you said about not believing in the class divisions". I signed "yeah it's true, I think all of that is bullshit and means nothing".

He went quiet again for a second.
"You know, I really have never met anyone like you" he told me. I laughed "yeah sorry, I tend to disagree with what everyone else thinks".
"No it's cool, it's just what we need around here honestly".

We just sat there for a while not saying anything, eventually lying down and looking up at the sky.
It was cloudy.

"I really do appreciate you coming here and apologizing, it means a lot. Especially from a soc"  "stop calling me that, I told you that stuff means nothing to me".
"Fine from now on you're just, girl" "oh wow thanks, I do have a name you know"
"I know y/n".

"Also, you won't be having a problem with my brother again. I talked to him and told him to back off". He snorted, "good" "and he apologizes. You don't have to accept it or anything and he knows that, but he feels bad about the way he treated you and your friends and thought he was helping me. Obviously he wasn't, and he regrets it now and asked me to pass on his apology".