"White trash with mustangs and madras."Rainn's P.O.V.
(May 14, 1953)Even though it was May, this night was kinda cool. My arms were close to my chest, trying to keep warm. I looked around to see an empty lot to my left. I crossed the street going over there, I looked around and walked over to a tree. I don't know why I was here, but something was making me want to come over here. The sun was set, the sky was a blue black, the only source of light was the moon, and the street lights. I sat down, putting my head in my hands.
I heard tires skeeching against the pavement, then it just stopped. From under my legs I could see a light forming in my direction. I brought my head up and looked out. There was a blue mustang in the distance, and boys piled out. I rolled my eyes, putting my head back in my hands. Boys will be boys, you know going to an empty lot in the middle of the night.
I heard them laughing and glass shatering. I looked up again seeing them walking towards me. I looked around and seeing if there was anybody else here, but there wasn't. I sat up more alert, till I heard them talking about me, "Well lookie here boys, we have our self a greaser." I felt my back pocket to see if I have my blade, but lucky me I didn't. They got closer and closer. I stood up and went to make a run for it but couldn't. "Oh even better, it's the girl that beat us up." The guy wore rings, and had a flask in his hands. They all couldn't walk in a straight line, they were drunk.
"Looks like the cuts we gave you did make an impact on you." He laughed taking a swing of what ever was in the flask. Then he looked down at it then back at me, then he threw it at me. I moved my head away. Whiskey, it was whiskey. I looked back at them, then crossed my arms, "Why can't you just be nice and leave me alone?" I asked softly. "I'm never nice." I rolled my eyes. "Do you know what greasers are?" I huffed, "They are greaser with long greasy hair." "Ouch, that hurt, do you know what Socs are?" "What?" "White trash with mustang and madras."
He dropped his flask and they started to run after me. I took a run for it but soon enough they were on top of me. They started yelling and pouring all the things they had on me. He took out his switch and ripped up my clothes that I had on. I rolled around trying to get anyway but it was no use. I started screaming, "SODA! DARRY! DALLY! ANYBODY!" Right now all I feel like it Pony and Johnny going threw the same problem. I couldn't even think to get into their minds to make them leave me alone. I was to busy screaming. My shirt was cut up and my pants were starting to be the same thing. I tried to push them off but I couldn't, "LEAVE ME ALONE!" One held my arms down and another had my legs. The guy with the rings was on top of me, and another stood back and watched.
They ripped off my shirt so now I was only in my bra, and my pants were basically done for too. I looked back at them then closed my eyes. I breathed out and my eyes glowed to a red. The world felt like it stopped moving, everything stayed in place, everything was so still. It reminded me when you say something stupid and everyone stops then starts to laugh, just plain still. I looked at Bob, he stopped and looked up at me, "What the hell?" I arched my back and fire was starting to be the biggest thing towards me. It rose from the top of my body, fire drew away from my chest and stomach, my head flew back in the pain it caused me.
They stood back and watched me in amazed. Then they started to run away. I fell back and panted. My breathing was for shit, the world still wasn't spinning, but everything wasn't still it continued. "Rainn!" I heard. My forehead was dripping with sweat, my eyes were barley opened to. I looked up at a crowd forming around me. "Rainn!" My hands shook, my vision was so dizzy. "Rainn, Rainn look at me." I felt so empty, lost of energy. 2 hands went to my shoulders holding me up, then started shaking me. Everything hurt, my arm from the cut and my face from that cut. I felt my eyes starting to close. "Rainn, open your eyes." I heard them speak, I just couldn't get any words out.
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Broken || The Outsiders
Fanfiction(SHORT STORY) I'm broken. A lost cost. Everyone knew me as a basket case, 'till I met Sodapop Curtis. Then everything changed. For better or for worse? I don't even know where to begin. All rights go to S.E Hinton Started: 12/6/18 Ended: 7/3/19