The Curtis Sister

Chapter Two

"Dally? Everything alright?" I asked, giving my boyfriend a playful nudge. We were spending a quiet night upstairs at Buck's, on the bed in the room Buck always reserved just for Dally. Dally had been unusually quiet this night, and he'd been staring off into space for long periods of time.

"Yeah, it's just that ever since you got attacked, I've been feeling awful. Like I'm not a good enough boyfriend who's there to protect you." Dally said.

"Dally! I love you so much, and there's nothing you could have done. The Socs are just evil, and they'll get what's coming to them once I'm fully healed." I assured him, resting a hand on his shoulder. He smiled, sucking on his cancer stick and gazing into my eyes.

"'Evening, Winston. Curtis." In the doorway of the room stood the one and only Tim Shepard. His black hair was slicked back as usual and he had a mean grin on his face. Judging by the mostly empty bottle in his hand, I could tell he was looking for mischief.

"Tim? What are you doing here?" Dally asked, defensively wrapping his arm around me.

"Oh, nothing much. I'm just here because I'm bored, really." Tim quickly grew bored with Dally, and his gaze landed on me. He began to walk towards me, swaying a little bit from how drunk he was.

"So, Yggie, I guess you're Dally's gal now?" He asked.

"...Yes." I said, a bit nervous. I didn't need to be, though, since I had Dally there with me, but I just overall had a bad feeling about it.

"Back off, Shepard." Dally growled, narrowing his eyes.

"Relax, Dally." Said Tim. 

"Tim..." I said, trying to make some sort of conversation to ease the tension off the conversation. I didn't mean to be as passive aggressive as I sounded, though. "What really brings you here? Surely you have better things to do."

"I think you know, Yggie." Tim suddenly advanced towards me, but I didn't flinch.

"P*ss off, Shepard." Dally hissed, grabbing Tim by his white t-shirt. Tim raised his arms up in mock surrender, a smug grin on his face.

"Calm down, calm down everyone. I propose a... compromise." I narrowed my eyes at the sly glare in Shepard's eyes.

"H*ll you mean, compromise?" Dally asked.

"Quit the act, Winston. You know what I mean." Tim flopped down on the bed beside me, leaning into my ear, his voice lowering to a whisper. "And I think she knows, too."

"I mean... I'm down, actually." Dally perked up, eyes widening. I felt a shiver rattle down my spine; not one of fear, but one of pleasure. "Yggie?"

"I..." I faltered, mulling over the idea in my mind. "You know what, scr*w it. Let's go, boys."

I took both their shirt collars in my hands, pulling them in, a smirk on my face. Within moments, clothes were piled at the end of the bed. I felt both Dally and Tim enter at the same time, and I managed to take it with ease. In the end, d*cks went places, and hijinks ensued...

TO BE CONTINUED...