The Curtis Sister

Chapter eighteen

I clench my fists, feeling my blood boil.
"What, what did you just say Two-bit?"
"Uhh, Dallas is in jail."
I think Two started explaining why he was in the slammer or what ever, I could sense that they were talking but I was so mad I tuned everyone out. How could Dallas do this when I just told him me and Johnny count on him out here. How am I gonna fight in this rumble coming up with out him? Just as I felt like punching the wall behind me, Pony walks in.
"Where's Kate?"
"She went home, why does it look like I missed something?"
"Dallas is in the slammer!" Steve yelled out.
"What why?!" , I've had enough of this conversation, I go in my room slamming the door behind me and locking it. A major headache came over me, I make my way to my bed, planning on laying down for a few minutes but end up falling asleep.

Candy's Dream/ Flash Back

"Still upset about what I did to your little greaser friend are we?" Bob taunted.
"Yeah I don't know how you survived that you spoiled little brat but I will get payback on you!" As I turned to walk away, Bob turned me around.
"You thought we were done with you huh?" Bob asked smirking. "Well next time you better think twice!" Bob screamed in my face as Randy came over and held me to the ground and Bob started to undo his pants. I started to take in what was coming to me. Tears poured down my face burning the cuts and bruises from the fight.
"Aww the wittle greaser is crying, not so tough are we?" He smirked.
"Please, don't do this." I chokingly begged as Bob cut my shirt open, then trying to undo my pants. I tried to to fight off Randy who was still holding me down. I then tried to scream before but Randy stuffed some type of cloth in mouth muffling them.
"Ready greaser girl?" Bob leans down about to kiss me with his disgusting lips.
                  
              Dream / Flash Back Over

I shot up hyperventilating, wiping away the tears that wouldn't stop pouring. Having to relive the moments up until the very worst moment of my life. I lift the corner of my bed, snatching up my small razor blade. I cut what had turned into scars, my breathing becoming worse than what is was when I initially woke up. I place the razor back under my bed, now watching blood seep through. My headache comes back worse than before, and I try to stop bawling my eyes out before someone hears.
"Candy?" I hear Soda's voice outside of my door.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit!" I frantically whisper to myself. I hurriedly wiped the tears from my face, secure myself under the covers, and slightly hiding my face in my pillow, acting like I was sleep. I hear Soda come in and I could feel him watching me intently and I try to steady my breathing.
"Mmmmhmmm, Candy I know you're not sleep but , goodnight." I hide my face in my pillow because tears continued to escape my closed eyes, and I didn't want Soda to catch on to something being wrong. I didn't want him asking questions, and if he happened to see my arm, life would be over.

The next morning I hurried getting ready skipping the breakfast mystery game of which one of my brother eggs I get that morning and head out the door. I walk to the house at the end of the block, approaching the door and knocking a few times. Moments later it opens, "Good morning Ms.Hazel."
"Please love, just call me Hazel." The sweet old lady smiled inviting me in.
"Ok Hazel, I'm here to get her back for good today." She sighs.
"I've been dreading this day, I've really grown to love her, and it's gets lonely around here sometimes, I enjoyed the company." She looked sad.
"Well, were only down the block, I promise I'll visit often." She nodded, then she disappears into her back yard. She come back a few minutes later with my furry baby.
"Caramel!" My dog jumped at my ankle with excitement, I pick her up about to head out, and Ms.Hazel follows me to the door.
"Don't be sad, you'll see a lot of us, you can scoop her up anytime, take and walk her whenever you'd like. She nodded still slightly sad, and I started to feel really bad as I headed back to my house.