***Steve's pov***
I finally reached my house when i noticed my parents were home..
"Fuck" i cursed and ran through the front door to the brutal sight of my intoxicated dad whipping bri across the face multiple times screaming "i wish you would die!" my mom on the other hand was sitting at the table drinking and innocently observing this violent scene.
Within seconds i leaped on my father pushing him to the ground. his head sliding into the cabinet and glass shattering around him. i ran over to Bri who nearly fainted in my arms. i rested her on the stairs and quickly inspected the cuts on her face which dripped blood into her long wavy brown hair.
"Christ" i mumbled to the sound of my dad getting up from the now bloody floor. he was grabbing his head in pain and gave me the death stare
***Bri's pov***
am i dieing...? ive never felt this type of pain before. i sat here on the steps thinking... something must have really happened at the bar because yes, my parents abuse me...but never like that. i was gaining some vison again when i noticed blood dripping down my cheeks. I soon forgot about that when i saw my dad stand up grabbing his head in pain and giving steve the death stare.
"What the fuck was that" my dad said pushing steve into the wall
"I had to protect my little sister, you could have killed her!" he screamed.
Our dad than harshly slapped him across the face. Steve froze in disbelef. Dad hasnt abused steve ever since one night when steve told him a "secret" that im still not aloud to know.
"good" he spat "why dont you go get the rest of your greaser gang to come and kill me" dad smirked and stared at me.
It took me a minute to take in what my dad just said....is my stevey really a greaser?
"your in a gang" i whispered in disbelif. my chin dropped and tears started to run down my cheeks
"Bri. no its not what you think..i" "STOP!" i interrupted "You lied to me steve..i trusted you and you lied to me i thought you said greasers were no good and thugs.. you told me to stay away because they are bad people..i believed you...but you were right greasers are bad people and now i can see why you are one." i said with my eyes swelled from tears
he just stared at me, then down at the floor, then back at me "im sorry" he whispered still pinned to the wall
"sorrys not good enough" i growled "i never want to see you again..... I HATE YOU!" i screamed running towards the stairs. i quickly turned back to see the sight of steve punch our father in the face while yelling "fuck you" and storming out of the door.
My parents looked at me in anger. i knew it wasnt soon before they would take it out on me and beat me till my death. I sprinted to my tiny pink room and locked the door behind me. I sat on my rather big bed and cryed my eyes out. I can't get the thought out of my head of my big brother being in a gang... the greasers especially. i looked out my window to see steve sitting in the tree in front of our house in his light gray muscle shirt and baggy jeans. Steve has always been a tuff guy i always feel....felt...safe around him. i never pictured him as a sensitive guy who cryed but he was just sitting there balling his eyes out. evan though i hated him now it still hurt me to watch so i closed my shade and went to my vanity where i cleaned up my face and but some mascara on to surround my bright green eyes i then brushed through my long wavy brown hair. i have to admit i didnt look too bad for feeling so shitty. i went back to my window to see steve starting to walk away. he always dissapeard. the anger started to build up more and more inside of me. i was starting to put the pieces together and i relized he was probably going to find those dirty greaser "friends" of his. I walked down the stairs to see my parents fighting in the kitchen. i easily snuck out the crammed back door and walked around to the front of the house where i quietly started to follow steve. it was getting pretty dark and im not sure where were heading to but i continued to follow his footsteps......
***Author's Note***
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FanfictionSteve Randle is always honest with the rest of the greaser gang. But there is one secret he has never cared to share....He has a younger sister named Bri who is 15. They are very close to one another because of things they are struggling with togeth...