Sky Walker|Sodapop Curtis

NUMB

numb
(adj) deprived of the power of sensation
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I slammed my fists against the closest car in a furry of anger, "Dammit!" The car alarm came on and I fled Dingos in a wave of distress, not wanting the wave of embarrassment that would come if Sodapop and Steve saw me to overcome me.

Big, sloppy tears flew out of my eyes so fast that my vision blurred and I couldn't even see where I was going. My life sucks. I have no place to live, no clothes to change into, I'm hungry, and now my nose is runny from crying so much and I have no where to wipe my snot! Oh I forgot to mention that there was no way Sodapop is ever going to forgive me. He's moved on already.

The saltiness of my tears filled my mouth as cars around me honked their horns, signaling to me that I should get out of the middle of the road. I didn't. Who cares if I got hit? I literally have nothing going for me now. I'm 100 percent positive that Dally and Adam are the only ones who remotely care about me anymore, I'm not even sure if they even like me anymore. Who would anyways? I'm a hot mess minus the hot.

I stumbled into a hard wall. Since when can walls throw you to the ground?

Since when do walls look like Richard and his idiotic friends?

"Long time no see, Katy. Where's your little Greaser boyfriend?" Richard sneered.

I shrugged while keeping my head parallel to the ground.

"Hey, when I'm talking to you, you're gonna answer me," he snapped and forced my eyes to meet his. His eyes were as cold as steel. No glint of happiness revealed itself in his eyes. "Now imma ask you one more time, where's your boyfriend?"

"He's not my boyfriend," I muttered.

"Aw Katy, I'm sorry. Really, I truly am. Now no one is willing to protect you," he spat in a baby voice, "get her," he growled for the second time.

Punches were thrown, blood was drawn, and I let it all happen to me. I didn't fight back, I just stood there. I let them cut my neck and my cheek with my own switch blade. I let them blacken both of my eyes with their fists. I let them tie me to a tree and cut the blood circulation to my hands off. I let them bruise my ribs with their feet. I would have let them kill me, I never put up a fight. I was feeling too numb.

My world that was crashing and burning down in flames went black and what felt like constant pain stopped in a matter of seconds like someone had switched a light switch. Richard and his gang went running after they got bored beating me up, quite frankly even I was getting bored.
***
"Katy?" I squinted my eyes open and hissed at the brightness. My head was pounding like I just drank a pound of tequila. A confused Ponyboy peered at me, a look of concern and genuine worry passed over his face.

"Ponyboy?" I said through gritted teeth, the pain was unbearable. My arms and wrists were on fire and it hurt every time I took a breath. My head was pounding and I could hardly see out of my puffy eyes. Blood surrounded me and the tree I was tied to.

"What are you doing out here?" He questioned.

"Having a picnic," I replied sarcastically wincing from the pain.

"Well who did this to you?" He asked after rolling his eyes.

"Who do you think? It was Richard," I mumbled.