Dallas Winston's Little Sister (Discontinued)

Chapter 20

(Warning: Many curse words!)

Austin's POV

"Hey kid, how you feeling?" I heard someone ask right as they grabbed my hand. My head is killing me, my body just feels sore, and my chest is still hurting. I get these panic attacks when I get really worked up. The last time this happened I was sent to the hospital by Ashley and Jessie. They couldn't get me to calm down so the hospital gave me this thing to make me pass out.

"What the fuck happened? Why do I feel like a bus just fucking ran over me then went in reverse over me? And who the fuck is here?" I asked as I opened my eyes. As you can tell, I was a little pissed. Just a little you know.

"Woah I get that you just passed out, but there's no reason to be swearing that much. Just calm down." it sounded like Dally, but that only sounds like something that Darry would say.

"No one answered my questions." I mumbled loud evough for them to hear.

"Oh. Umm... you got all worked up with that fight, and couldn't calm down. The next thing we know you're screaming and you pass out cold. Only the Curtis brothers and I am here. Everyone else left." Dallas said.

"Ok then. Well as you may know I feel like shit." I stated. I saw Darry's face when I I said that. Oh well. He's going to have to deel with my swearing. I ain't stoping I can tell you that. I tried to sit up, but winced at the pain in my chest. I knew I was going to say soemthing they didn't like.

"Ok if you don't want to hear me curse I suggest you cover your ears or leave the room real quick." I stated. I saw Soda and Darry leave the room. Wow. Ok then. Dally kind of just looked at me waiting to see what I was going to do. Pony kind of looked worried and scared at the same time. Ok well they decided to stay.

"UGH!! FUCK MY LIFE!!! What the fuck did I do to this world? Who the fuck did I torture to get this? Son of a bitch! Shoulda listened." I hollered. Dallas started laughing and Pony did a little. Pony was mostly just shocked. Bet he's never heard a girl do that. Darry and Soda walked in.

"Damn. I don't know how to respond to that. We heard you all the way from downstairs." Darry said. Soda started laughing hysterically. I gave him a death stare. When I'm like this, I get kinda pissed at the world and everyone around me. Soda eventually calmed down and stopped laughing. Dally had a smirk on his face still. Ponyboy was staring at me, but not in an uncomfortable way. Darry was avoiding all eye contact and I could tell he was awkward.I tried to sit up but winced, then Pony pushed me back down.

"Nope. You're going to hurt yourself do'in that." he said.

"Ok then smarty, will someone help me up so I can get changed?" I asked. He slowly lifted me up. It was painful but I did my best to hide it, I think it worked. They didn't inspect a thing. I swung my legs over the side of the bed. Dally and Soda took both my hands and helped me stand. At first I was unsteady but the I cought my balance.

"Ok. You gusy can let go. I can walk." I said. They both let go and I walked over to where my bags were moved. I started digging, looking through all my stuff looking for something comfy. What I would usually wear was something like booty shorts and a sports bra, or just T-shirt, or a over sized sweatshirt. That wouldn't work right now. I need to somewhat cover my body. At least until I get comfortable with all these guys. It's weird I can wear a belly shirt that cuts of right under my boobs and short shorts, and be ok, but when I want to be comfy, everything has to be apropraite for the ocassion. I finally found a pare of sweats and a T-shirt.

"I'm going to take a shower." I said pointing to my bathroom. They all left. I walked into the bathroom with my soaps and all that shit. I turned on the water while I got undressed. I stood there looking at all my scars, and stitches, and bruises form everything. I never realized how many scars I had.