"She will start school soon", Darry said. "Shes too young Darry! I dont want her picked on!" "If shes anything like her parents, then shes gotta be smart", Darry argued. I listened quietly outside the kitchen as Darry and Soda argued. I wasnt ready for school. What is school? Ill figure it out. Out of nowhere, i was swept off my feet. "Its not nice to listen to peoples conversations!", the voice laughed.
I looked up and saw Two-Bit. He then began tickling me which made me laugh and scream. That attracted Soda and Darry from the kitchen and even Pony from his room. "Whats going on Two-Bit? Why you tickling Denny?", Soda asked. He was always a little over protective. "Someone was easedropping on you. You should be lucky i stopped this little spy from getting the top secret information", Two pretended to be serious which made me giggle. "Denver, were you easedropping?", Soda asked, smiling a little. "A spy never tells their secrets", i pretended to act just like Two did, but i started laughing.
"You better not be easedropping Denver. Thats rude as hell." My frown dropped as Mr. Winston came in. Thats what i called him. Though the other guys called him Dalhas or Dalli? Im not sure. But the boys want me to be nice to him though even when hes mean like he is. I am nice though. I dont know how to be mean. I dont know what i did wrong. I felt tears come to my eyes. I slipped off the couch and went back to the room i slept in. I didnt really have my own room. Darry doesnt have enough rooms. Thats why i have a tiny bed in Soda and Ponys room. I have to leave though when they get dressed or close my eyes real tight with my hands covering til they say its ok.
Then sometimes they help me get dressed, or i try by myself. I mean, im only 3. My birthday is coming up soon and ill be 4. I laid on my bed and cried a little before falling asleep for a nap.
Sodas pov
"Dallas. You need to knock it off. Denny didnt do anything wrong", i said. "My kid. Ill do what i want", he shrugged. "Says the father who she doesnt even know. Says the father that has her live with her godfather. Says the father that verbally abuses a three year old", i spat angrily. He angrily stood up, and got in my face. "You know what? Ill take that little bitch back home with me", he said. My eyes widened. "You wouldnt. Especially a bar. Thats no where for Denny to live", i said. He smirked. "Watch me." He went back to my room and we followed him. I looked at Denny. She was sleeping with a tear stained.
"Get up Denver. Now!", he yelled. She jumped up, looking nervously around the room. "Wh... whats going on?", she asked. "News flash. Im your dad and your living with me now", he said. Her eyes widened. We gasped. She scooted back as far as she could til she hit the wall while Dally put her few outfits into a bag. She locked eyes with me. She began to cry softly. Then Dallas finished. "Lets go Denver", he growled. "So... Soda, dont let him take me. Please!", she begged. "Da.. Dallas. Dont. Just let her stay ok?", i begged. "No Soda. Denver up. Now!", he barked. She sat there. Dallas angrily grabbed her around the waist and picked her up with ease. She kicked and screamed
