"You really don't know much do you?"

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Buck decided invte Dallas and his friends over. Steve, Soda and Buck were playing poker loudly. Ponyboy, Johnny & Dallas were talking in the corner I wasn't really interested in their conversation or anything really.

Two-Bit was sat beside me telling me some lame jokes I couldn't help but laugh in response "Yea so, she threw the milkshake over me than left" Two-Bit finished chuckling I grinned just imagining that scene "What about you? Any embarrassing stories" Two-Bit asked sipping his beer.

Jeez, there's shit ton of embarrassing stories. "When, I was like five I pissed myself in front of my class" I admitted still cringing at that day Two-Bit burst out laughing "Where's Darry?" Buck muttered cigarette hanging from his mouth "He's at work till later" Soda replied trying slip a card out of his shoe.

It was pitch black before Darry got in "Hey.." He sighed slipping his jacket it was dripping wet "It's raining heavily out there" He slouched down on the couch sounding drained "How was work?" I asked I remember Steve telling me that Darry works two jobs. "Same old, tiresome.." He replied running a hand through his hair I nodded deciding to just drop the conversation.

"You win." Steve whined standing up Buck gave a lazy grin as Soda began clear up the table "So, Luis.. You gonna get a job?" Buck questioned grabbing the empty bottles drank during the poker game, and binning them in the kitchen "I don't know I haven't exactly been here that long" I raised an eyebrow  "Why don't you come work at the DX?" Steve grinned looking at Soda who was also grinning.

I shook my head "Cars ain't my thing" I replied cracking my knuckles loudly "What about with Darry?" Pony spoke aloud for first time in a while I looked over seeing a very exhausted Darry  I realised how dark the bags under his eyes were "We're full with workers actually more men than work" He replied running hands down his face "I can try get you a job" Dallas spoke a smirk on his face.

Everyone turned to look at Dallas "Really?" I beamed he nodded "Yea, can get you started tomorrow" He took out a cigarette giving It to the Cade kid Buck squinted his eyes making a 'hmm' noise I just shrugged getting up heading into the kitchen I began raiding the fridge looking for anything to eat "Luis!" Buck called I hummed in response grabbing a sandwich.

Stuffing it in my mouth as I walked back into the living-room seeing Steve and Soda arm wrestle and Two-Bit having Ponyboy pinned to the floor "How's your friend Wade? Haven't heard from him in a while" Buck turned seeing I had a sandwich stuffed in my mouth Johnny looked up suddenly seemed interested in our conversation.

I quickly swallowed my sandwich down "I haven't seen him for a while too" I answered taking the beer out his hand and taking a sip "Why not? Thought you two were best buddies?" Buck questioned fixing his collar "He's been in jail for eighteen months" I answered seeing Soda lose the arm wrestling match.

I handed back Buck his beer before hopping over the couch nearly landing on Two-Bit "Steve, I challenge you" I said dramatically he smirked rolling his shoulders back "You sure about that?" He propped his arm up on the table I did the same.

"3...2...1..Go!" Soda counted down I gritted my teeth pushing against Steve he just grinned trying look like he wasn't even straining I watched as my hand slowly pushed his down "So, why is Wade in jail?" Buck asked frowning he always knew Wade was trouble, the guy spent more days in jail than his in house.

I turned to face Buck as I slammed Steve's hand down onto the table causing it to shake "Fuck!" Steve yelled mad that he lost I let out a chuckle so did Soda. "He...was caught.." I tried avoid the question but Buck just stared arms crossed.

I sat on the couch sprawled out Buck eyes still on me "Luis, why is he in jail" He spoke sternly Buck knew it involved me and I really didn't want admit I felt bad that Wade was thrown in. "Just tell, it'd be easier" Darry said coming down stairs, wait when did he? never mind I shrugged "We didn't actually mean to do that much damage to the guy...Just got carried away, plus he shouldn't of done that to Sarah. Remember Sarah?" I said Buck frowned everyone always said Wade was a bad influence but I say he just lets me be myself.

"Yea? What about her?" Buck kept questioning he really hasn't heard? You'd think ma would tell him when his little brother gets hauled in "The guy attacked her and that's all I'm gonna say, the girl came crying to me and Wade. So, we only did her a favour" I sneered remembering how badly Sarah looked she was completely bruised could barely walk.

"So, what did you do?" Pony asked I let out a dry laugh before smirking "Well let's say he's gonna be in a pretty deep sleep" I took out a cigarette with my lighter before lighting it "He's dead?" Soda said tensing up I blew out a smoke ring "No! He's in a coma. Geez, think I'm kill a guy?" I frowned just how bad do they thing I am? Everyone either expects me to be the absolute best or the worst, worst then scum.

"I fucking knew Wade was no good for you, he gets you to shit like this lucky you ain't been in jail yourself. Luis" Buck was annoyed but he hasn't seen me in three years he doesn't know I've changed like why am I still acting like a child?

I sat smoking, the ash falling burning small holes into my top "you really don't know much do you?" I spoke lowly my eyelids half closed "What's that supposed to mean?" Steve spoke I blanked him since this has nothing to do with him.

I continued to sit and smoke ignoring them "Well?" Buck growled now mad I still ignored him knowing it'd piss him off more. "Luis.. Come on man" Dallas said he still hadn't moved from his corner Buck grabbed me by my shoulder yanking me up so he was in my face "Look Buck, I'm not the little innocent brother you still think I am.. I've been jail more than you think I've done shit you probably never thought I'd ever do" I stated.

He sneered eyes glazed over he clenched his jaw next thing I knew his fist collided with my face.

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