Broken || The Outsiders

6

"I'm broken, Rainn."

Rainn's P.O.V.
(May 13, 1953)

"What happened to you guys?"

"I heard someone yelling from down the street, turned out to be them. I saw them getting beat up by Socs, so I saved them." I stood, it got silent till Two started talking.

"Man, that's the 5th time this week one of us was gotten jumped," Two said. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up." He grabbed my hand pulling me to the couch. Darry walked in with a first aid kit, giving things to Two, while he helped Pony and Johnny. I saw Two holding a cotton ball, and put a liquid on it. It was whiskey, "Hold up, what the hell are you using that for?"

He chuckled, "I have to clean your cut." I nodded my head, "Not with whiskey." He rolled his eyes, "There's nothing else to clean it with." I pushed his hand away, "That is going to hurt like shit, and that ain't happening." I leaned back into the couch. "Rainn just let me help you." "Not over my dead body." He looked behind him at Dally and Soda, nodding his head at me.

I crossed my arms, I'm not going anywhere. They got up walking over to us. Pony and Johnny were fine, they already their things done. They must have got nothing in their cuts or didn't care about the feeling. Me? Well I've had whiskey in cut from my dad, it feels like your burning. Like you're on fire.

They stood in front of me as Two got up getting the whiskey and bandages. I raised my brow. What are they about to do? "Rainn someone is breaking into your car!" Soda yelled pointing out the window. I uncrossed my arms looking behind me, before I knew it Dally had my legs and Soda had my arms.

They took me outside and Two followed, "Let go of me! I'm being serious!" I yelled, I tried to kick my legs and move my arms to make them lose grip but it didn't happen. "Come on Two! I'm losing grip!" Dally yelled at him. Two threw the bottle of whiskey at my arm that Soda held, and got some on my face but not the cut. I screamed in pain.

I kicked even harder, moved my arms trying to make them lose me. I felt them grab harder. Two took a cotton ball and flung it at it trying to get a lot of it on my face, but failed. "Two! Hurry up!" Right when I moved my head, Two threw the whiskey at me. "AH! LET GO OF ME!" Dally was the first one to let go, then Soda gently put me down. I held the side of my face.

"You son of a bitch." I stated at him wiping off the extra whiskey. I get up walking back inside. I go to the bathroom slamming the door shut. I turn on the shower. I need to relax, I turn it on a cold setting making sure it was ice cold.

—After shower—

I jump out of the shower, putting a towel around me. I don't care that I'm ass naked under this, I need to get my racing outfit from my car, but I can't go outside like this. Shit. I walk out of the bathroom, everyone was in the living room, "Can someone please go out to my car and get the white duffel bag from my trunk?" Steve nodded getting my keys from the coffee table and walking out. I still saw everyone staring at me, "Take a picture, it will last longer." They all went back to what they were doing, just then Steve walked in. He gave me the bag, I smiled, "Thank you." He nodded sitting back to where he was.

I go into the bathroom and dry myself off, putting my outfit on.
(I'VE NEVER SAID WHAT RAINN LOOKED LIKE, NOR HAVE I EVER SHOWED YOU. SO FACE REVEALED.)