There it was... a tiny house all for myself. I couldn't of felt more loved.
I put my hand over my mouth. "Guys, I can't thank you enough..."
I was bombarded with hugs and "You're welcomes," and "you're part of the gang," and "it was our pleasures."
Then Rusty James, or Dallas, but mainly, my older brother approached me.
"You're the best big brother ever!" I jumped onto his arms and clinged onto him.
He hesitated for a second than slowly engulfed me with his arms. "You're not that bad either kiddo." That felt good. It was the first tone he showed honest kindness to me.
"Awww"s rang out of the boys so I got of him and we brushed ourselves off, but not before Dally ruffled up my hair.
Late that night
"Ya know what this means?" Pony mumbled.
"No, what?" I chuckled
"We can go farther.... no one would hear your moans..." he sounded very timid, but either way this made me feel uncomfortable.
"Leave." I joked but both of us knew I meant it.
"Alright, I'll go home." He laughed. "Goodnight." With that, he left.
A half any hour later, Dally came in.
"Hey, Wednesday." He leaned up against the wall, then caught sight of all my clothing bags. "Man, where'd you get the money from."
"I stole it. All in one go. I still got a lot left also." I smirked.
"Sure you did." He rolled his eyes.
"No really, I saw a rich man walking in an ally. Mugged him, and it turns out he was a drug dealer, just getting back from a drop." I argued.
"Got any proof?" He challenged.
I held up the watch on my wrist, then asked him to smell it.
"It smells like weed." He stated.
"I mugged it off him. Who even walks around with that much money on them anyways?" I wondered out loud.
"The West-Side-Rich-Kids." He reminded.
"Idiots." I mumbled.
"Tell me about it, man. You, have a nice night."
"Where are you sleeping?" I asked.
"I'll find a room at Buck's." He assured.
I perked up and chirped, "WRONG! We're having a sleep over."
(Sry for the short chapter)
YOU ARE READING
Living In The Night
Sonstiges"Just cry about it. That's what you always do. That's all you'll ever be able to do. The water that pours out of those oh so beautiful eyes that everyone loves because they're so broken! I thought that maybe one day you'll drown in those tears. They...
