the sister | ponyboy curtis

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^^picture is supposed to be what she looks like
unedited

tulsa; boring and dull. there's nothing to do here, unless it's getting in trouble with the fuzz, getting beat up by the socs or beating up the socs. all of those things happen in my life, and it's up to dallas to make them possible. except for getting beat up by the socs.

it was about 11:00pm and I was walking along the sidewalk. i wasn't scared since i do this all the time and if anything were to happen i could handle it on my own. the buzzing of the streetlights kept me company. i was looking for my brother, dallas. i had already checked our house and bucks so im assuming he's at the curtis house. it as only a few minutes away from where i was. i decided i was going to run there since it was really cold, i may be tough, but the one thing i cannot stand is the cold.

"hey! what're you doing here?" soda asks me right after i open the door. i never knock on their door because i've known for as long as dal has. "is dal here?"

"nope. why do you ask? you usually don't care" soda answers once again. today dallas yelled at me because he found out about my little secret. it's one i never told anyone about, not even him or soda. soda is my best friend, but the secret is about his brother. so i could never tell anyone. until now. "he's mad at me."

"oh well, did you check jail?" as soon as he said that i ran out the door. "wait! lemme give you a ride there, it's dark!" soda calls after me. i turn around, accepting the offer. "i'll tell darry i'm gonna be gone, one sec."

i walk over to the rusty truck and open the squeaky door. the door was already open, i wasn't surprised. i sat in the passenger seat, waiting for soda. the neighborhood was fairly quiet, just a few sounds of cars driving and tires skidding against the pavement. the drivers door opens with a quiet squeak. soda turns the engine on, backing up the truck.

"whys he mad at you?" soda asks, breaking the comfortable silence. "if i tell you, you needa swear not to tell anybody."

"okay, okay i won't tell anybody" soda replies. soda is my best friend so i mean, why not tell him? "alright so, dal saw me staring at a picture of me and some guy that i may or may not like. so he figured out why i was staring at the picture. and that's when things got out of hand."

"can i ask who the guy was?" i sigh. "it's your brother" i mumbled so he could barely hear. "okay, that's highly inappropriate and illegal."

"not darry you dumbass!" soda laughs. "i knew that, i couldn't see you goin after him anyways." the rest of the ride was silent, besides the soft sound of the music playing from the radio. soda pulls up to the parking lot of jail and we both get out of the car after he turns off the engine. "thanks for taking me here."

"no problem, i know how much you care for dal." soda opens the door for me as we walk in. i've only been here 16 times. half because of dallas, and half because i did something. so most of the officers knew me.

"does dallas happen to be here?" i ask the lady at the front desk. she rolls her eyes before leading me and soda down the hall to a very small cell. there, sat dallas laying down on the medal bed. "damnit dal." he looks over at me then immediately stands up and walks over to soda and i.

"what'd you do?" i ask, pressing my face against the bars. dallas sighed and gripped his hands around the bars. "some socs stopped to talk to me bout you and they said some stuff about you I didn't like." I shook my head.

"ma'am, how much is it gonna be to bail him out?" i asked the woman, turning around to face her. "50 dollars." i had saved up 60 dollars from my job at the dx. and as much as i care about dally, i am not spending that money on him. "if i give you half of that, can ya cut his time in half? so it's only one week?"

"yeah sure." i fished around in my coat pocket for the cash. i pulled out 25 dollars and handed her the crumpled bills. she gave me a disgusted look. "is this... stolen?" i groaned. "course it's not, who do you think i am? never mind, don't answer that. i swear i'm really not that shady but you can't blame me from who i've met lately."

"see ya next week dal. love ya" i say, patting his hand. soda and i walk out to the truck. "do you wanna spend the night?" soda asks after he starts the truck. i spend the night at the curtis house most of the time since my house isn't the greatest place to be. "yeah sure. thanks."

"you can borrow some of your boyfriends clothes if ya want" soda says putting emphasis on the word 'boyfriend.' "he's not my boyfriend you ass." i laugh, playfully hitting him on the arm. "but yeah, that'd be nice." he laughs, ruffling my hair.

the radio was playing softly as we drive on the bumpy road. there were lots of potholes that nobody would ever get around to fixing. nothing ever got fixed here. nobody was counting on anything getting fixed either, so no one really cared.

"alrighty, we're here." we both got out of the truck and walk up to the door. the lights inside the house were still on, pony was probably the only one up. darry usually went to bed earlier than soda and pony since he had work the next morning. on occasion he'd stay up and just watch tv with pony and soda.

"hey pony, is darry sleepin?" pony just nods and goes back to watching the tv screen. "let's get to bed. pony, can kass borrow a shirt or somethin?" pony nods his head and gets up to go fetch a shirt for me. pony comes back with a black t-shirt and a pair of gray sweatpants. i take them from his hands and go to the bathroom to change.

i look at myself in the mirror, my hair was a mess from looking around for dallas the whole day. my mascara was smudged since it had been raining earlier today. i bet ponyboy was real impressed.

i take off my clothes, including my bra, and slip on ponys clothes. the sweatpants were way too big for me as well as the shirt. i pulled the strings extra tight so the pants could somehow manage to not fall off. taking a comb that was laying around the bathroom counter, i roughly rake it through my hair. after i'm finished i walk out the door, taking my other clothes with me.

"i'll get you a blanket and pillow." soda walks off, leaving me and pony alone together. i yawned and sat on the couch, crossing my legs. "so, how's dal?" pony asks, sitting down in the arm chair.

"he's good i guess. he'll be out in a week." pony nods. "why'd he get so mad at ya?" my eyes fly wide open. "uh, he founds out that i liked this guy, and he sorta flipped out."

"oh. who's the guy?" he says, looking up from his lap. "it's no one really." which was a complete lie. just then soda came back with a blanket and a pillow for me.

"goodnight guys."

yo I'm sorry this sucks bc it's my first chapter:/ it'll get better later ! please enjoy my story tho (lmao if you can)