Imagine: the gang

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"Hi... I'm the sister of Steve Randle so you're gonna get your ass kicked" I was in deep shit, Socs, 5 of them are getting ready to mug me. I'm a 14 year old girl, against like 17 year old boys! I'm screwed.

"Aww doll, we just want to have some fun... is that such a problem?" A tall brown haired said over friendly

"Yes! It is a problem! So just leave me alone!" I start to turn around, thinking I can make a break for it.

"Oh no you don't!" One of the ugly gay Soc's grab me by the back of my neck and throw me to the ground.

"Ow! You sonfa' bitch!" I yelp in agony. I hear them surround me and laugh at my pain. One of them starts to hop one of their legs over me and lean on my chest. I couldn't breathe now. I started yelling for help. That only got me slugged and clobbered in the face multiple times. I then hear a blade flick out and something being held against my neck.

"Don't you make another sound!" The one on my chest snarled, "you make another sound and your brother isn't the only who is going to be walking around with a slit in his neck"

"..please...stop.." I whimper, that got me no where. I feel the blade being help against my skin being slowly drug across my neck. My eyes shut and I scream in horror and in pain. My eyes start to rest now and I start to loose my consciousness.

"Get the fuck off of her!" I hear yelling and screaming, and the pounding of feet. The Socs jump up off of me and run. I feel someone jump over me and jump by me. I'm being lifted off the ground now, bridal style, and being loped back to I assume the Curtis house.

Time skip

"Guys give her some space.. Jesus" it's Steve, hearing his voice I bolt up. I just want to hug him and cry in his shoulder and not let go. My breathing is shaking and my neck is stiff and sore. I'm immediately in Steve's arms.

"S-Steve.." I whine and grasp onto Steve's arm tightly

"Hey... it's alright.." he was gently petting the back of my head

"T-they t-threat-tend t-to h-hurt y-you a-and s-s-slit y-your n-neck.." I choke out from rushed and quivering sobs.

"They can try.. trust me they can try.... And I'm pretty sure one of them is still dealing with Dallas..." me and him both laugh sniffing

That's when the door slams open. "Hey, how's the kid?.." it's Dallas

"I-I'm f-fine.." I quickly spit out... they all knew it wasn't true. I took in a deep slow quavery breath to slow my heart down.

"Here y/n/n...drink some.." Darry walked over and handed me a cup of water. I took it with both hands and shakily drank some.

"You're an ok kid, you know that?" Two came over and sat by me and patted my knee.

"Thanks Two.." I said and gave him a smile

"You will be alright." He said and wiped a tear that fell from my cheek a minute ago with his thumb.

"With you guys, I will be perfect."

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