You and Steve had been friends for about a year now. Ever since your parents divorced you had been hanging around him and the gang a lot more. Though you had started developing feelings for Steve.
It's the first week of summer and you had nothing to do. You were headed over to the DX when you heard a car trailing you. Since you were so close to the DX you decided to pretend you didn't notice.
"Look boys, it's that nerd who always has her nose in a book!" Even though you've been called worse plenty of times, the words still stung.
"Hey! Why don't you come with us and we'll show you some real fun." Well no avoiding it now. I turned to look at them, trying to hide my fear. I kept my hand in my back pocket with my blade in case they tried anything.
"I'm good. I have somewhere I have to be."
"No, I don't think so. Your coming with us." At that I ran.
"Get her!"
My adrenaline kicked in but it wasn't enough. I was a block and a half away from the DX and they cornered me.
They jumped out of the car on top of me. I started to scream for help and the gang, but they slugged me until my lip busted.
"Your gonna shut your trap or else we'll go after your friends to." They held a blade to my neck so I shut up fast. They kicked me and punched me for a good while. Then one sat on me. And he was fat! He knocked the wind out of me and if I didn't have any broke ribs before I definitely did now.
"We're gonna make sure trash like you stay where you belong. I'm gonna put you in your place." He pulled out a blade and made a big, long cut across my stomach, causing me to scream in agony. Not deep enough to do serious damage but bad enough to hurt like heck. Then he put it up against my face.
"I thought we already told you to shut up!"
He slit me from my temple to my chin. I but my tongue to keep from screaming, but you still let out a moan.
"Look who learnt to keep her mouth shut." I heard feet pounding across the pavement.
"Get off her!" The gang!
"And what if we don't?" Why is nothing ever easy?
"You don't want to find out." I felt the guy get thrown off of me and then heard more running. I opened my eyes to see Steve holding me.
"Let's take her my house. It's closer than the hospital." I heard from I think Darry.
"We can't move her before we know what's wrong. Or else we might make it worse." At least someone has some common sense.
"Where does it hurt the most?" I was able to mumble out "stomach". It didn't sound very much like a word. But they must of gotten the message since I felt they lift up my shirt a little bit.
"It doesn't look to deep but we need to stop it from bleeding even more." Someone wrapped something around the cut tightly. I moaned but I felt someone grab my hand. Figuring it was Steve, since we're the closest out of everyone in the gang, I squeezed it tightly. He let go of my hand and lifted me up.
We got to the Curtis house in no time. Steve let me down on a bed and Darry started barking orders. His girl Katelyn, who everyone called Kate, was there and she's pretty smart medically. She got everyone to leave but I wouldn't let go of Steve's hand so he stayed. Kate gently untied whatever had been rapped around my stomach and lifted up my shirt. She cleaned the cut and rapped it up, along with my broke ribs.
"I'm almost done y/n, the worst parts over." She has such a calming voice. It's sweet and gentle, just like her.
She pulled down my shirt and then moved to my face. She cleaned the cuts and gave me a painkiller.
"All done. Just go ahead and lay here for a while. I'm sure Steve won't mind staying with you for a while. Your gonna be pretty sore for the next few days at least. I'm gonna go tell everyone your alright."
"You want me to stay y/n?"
"Yes."
"Then I won't go anywhere. Can I ask you something?" I nodded.
"I've liked you since the second I've laid eyes on you. I think your the most beautiful, sweet, intelligent, funny, caring person I've ever met. Will you be my girl?" I could tell he was terrified of my answer.
I leaned into him and kissed him right on the lips. He kissed me right back, deepening it. I put my arms around his neck and his hands wound themselves around my back. I leaned back and looked into his dark eyes.
"Does that answer your question?"
