The Outsiders a Different Story

Roughing it and The Future

"Why do you guys always fight?! I'm getting so damn sick of it!"I yelled slamming the kitchen sink.

I ran to get my jacket and got on my bike and sped off.Hot tears began flowing down my cheek as My mind was being filled of anger and sadness all at once.Darry and Pony have been fighting and bickering lately about shit that didn't matter,Soda and I would never here the end of it.

It was afternoon time,my mind having flash backs of when I was younger,how my mother and my sister died and how my dad never forgave me.I approached a bar place on my right called "Buck's", I guess this will keep my mind off things,it looked very interesting of how it was structured.I entered,and was stared by guys and sluts on guys laps.I just glared at everyone and they went back to what they were doing.I sat on one of the stools of the counter and put my hand over my forehead, the bar tender approached me.

"What can I get ya?"he said cleaning and wiping one of the shot glasses.

"One blood Scar."I said swallowing my tears trying not to show my eyes.

"Coming up." he replied.

"Blood scar"was just beer and liquor mixed.Everyone knew of it,Its sweet at first,but once you swallow it,it feels as if a knife slashed you're throat.Thats why of course its called "Blood Scar".Doesn't sound enjoyable,but I need something to stop crying.To take a break from all of this madness and sadness.

I then put my elbow on the counter and my Palm on my cheek.I still couldn't believe this.Why have they been bickering so often lately?,it was getting on my nerves that Soda and I have to deal with them.Mainly Soda,even if I wasn't there with them Soda will still be in the middle.

"So the princess is not a princess after all."a familiar voice said towering over me making me kinda jump.

Speak of the devil I knew it.It was Dally.I was kinda glad to see him but then again I wasn't.I guess I don't want to see anyone right now with the situation I'm dealing with right now.

"Dally!don't s-scare me like that!"I said glaring at him.

"Hey what's wrong babe?ya been crying?"He said touching and examining my face.

I had to be honest with him I didn't want to be such a crybaby.He sat by my side grabbing my left cheek were I faced him.

"Oh Dally..." I said looking down.

"Here ya go hun."the bartender said.

Drinking the whole shot glass and slamming it,I quickly looked down and took a deep breath and look up to stop the tears from falling.I grabbed money from my pocket and put it on the counter.Then I slowly played with the shot glass without saying a word.

"Hun,here we can go to my room and talk about it."

I slowly nodded and looked up and put the cup on the counter.Maybe it would be best to tell Dally my problem.I hope.

Dally grabbed my hand and I followed him to his room escaping from smoke and alcohol and slits that were constantly laughing.We went upstairs and arrived in his room.

I was surprised he lived here,I was even more surprised he saw me.When we entered it had a thick smell of mainly smoke.His room was plain really it was alright but it suited his cold hard eyes,it was his cave from hatred of the world.I was standing by the window and he was standing in front of me,I looked down.The emotions flooded my mind I haven't cried in forever since my mother and sisters death that day,I promised myself I wouldn't cry or feel so sad,Hell,I forgot how it felt like to cry.It felt so horrible,its like having medicine,you haven't been sick for a long time and you have to re taste the medicine,it has a horrible taste but its going to cure you.