We were all sitting around the living room talking to each other, then there was a knock on the door. I got up and opened the door to Bob. I stood there, too afraid to do anything. Two-Bit walked up to the door.
"What do you want?" Two-Bit asked.
"I just want to talk to Robin." Bob said.
"No."
"Please."
Two-Bit looked at me, and whispered, "Ill keep watch."
I went out the door. I was still too afraid to go near him.
"Okay, I need to get this off my chest." Bob said.
I sat quiet on the front step.
He continued, "Im not here to hurt you, just to talk. All those things ive done before, im sorry. That wasnt me."
"Then who was it?" I asked.
"My puppet master, Randy."
I was confused.
"Its a long story." He said.
"Well, ive got time."
"About 3 years ago, I was too a greaser like you. Randy and I were friends, even though we're from two different kinds of people, we still were friends. I was very poor. Randy talked his parents into adopting me. At first they didnt want to. But after a year, they finally decided to. So I was adopted into the family, so I was and now a soc. Now about all of what I did to you.. Randy, he has been crazy for the last year, ever since his girlfriend dumped him. He has been trying to find love, like mad. When he saw you, for the first time, I guess he fell in love with you. But he knew that he could never get you, so he made me be sexually aggressive to you. He held a gun up to my head, so I would do it." He said.
A tear ran down my face, "Why did he do that?" I said quietly.
"So, I would get in trouble with the cops, not him." He said.
"Why didnt you just go to the police and tell them?"
"I did, many times. But since they knew that I was a greaser, they thought I was just pulling a prank on them. Even though im dressed as a soc, they can still see the greaser I am inside of me."
I was silent, still confused.
"I never ment to hurt you, honest. If I was, then I would be hurting you right now. But im not, im telling the truth." He said.
"I believe you. I just cant believe that your own friend, your own brother, would do such a thing to you."
"Or to you. You're just a young girl."
"How is this going to end?" I asked.
"I dont know. We have to think of something."
"How about, I stand up to him?"
"How? He could just end up hurting you."
"Not really. You must have forgotten the power of the greasers. They're pretty tough if you ask me." I smiled.
He smiled back, because he knew that this would work.
"Now, this is what you've got to do. You've got to take his gun from him, when hes least expecting it. So he wont shoot anybody. And take any other weapon that he has. Then we will gather all of the greasers, and thats when ill stand up to him."
"And you'll think it will work?"
"I hope it does.."
