Just Greasers

Chapter Three

2018:
I sit on my chair and patiently await my son's arrival. Soon the Jeep pulls up and I smile. He gets out with Jack and we sit around my table inside. "I made sandwiches." I smile. "Oh thanks a lot grandpa!" Jack said. They dig in and Jack says with a full mouth, "Continue the story." Jack urges.

1959:

I awoke in a hospital bed with chunky puke all over my chest. "Gross." I coughed. I saw Ricky asleep in the chair and saw an empty chair next to him. Soon Terry and Johnny waltzed in with food. "Pepsi!" Johnny yelled and wrapped his arms around my neck. I winced and he pulled away. "Sorry I forgot." He apologized. "It's cool cat I've had worse." I admitted. "You're lucky to be alive, you had so many drugs you OD'd and fell over the stairs. "Broke your arm and got a concussion." Terry said. "Quit blues balling him, you got: A concussions, a broken arms, damaged and bruised kidney, internals bleeding, delusions, a broken legs, a twisted ankles, and rectal bleeding." Johnny said. Ricky and Terry looked at him and he shrugged. "Theys gonna a rummle because whats thems socs dids to youse." Johnny said. "You definitely need to stay in school if you talk like that." I said and he stuck his tongue out at me. "I won't miss it for the world." I smiled. "How you gonna do that?" Johnny asked. "I don't know." I shrugged. He shook his head and started eating his sandwich. Terry fed me my sandwich before I had mine. "So how long have a I been unconscious?" I asked. "Well..." Ricky started and continued. "You were in a coma for like 4 months that's why you don't have any casts, you were actually supposed to get out yesterday but then you didn't wake up and so— "Johnny, be quiet." Terry said. "Woah." I sighed. "So can I leave?" I asked. "Yeah but you're grounded." He said. "For what dude?" I frowned. "I was barely alive for the past 4 months." I argued. "My body put me in a coma." I crossed my arms. "Alright then little man but there's someone you should meet when we get home." He shoved his hands into his pockets. "He has a— Terry clamped his hand on Johnnys mouth and I chuckled. I got up and after getting dressed left. I met up with Lola and she came over. Terry and Ricky were at work and Johnny was hanging out with his friends. I started to kiss her passionately and one thing led to another before we were in bed. "Put it on." She shoved the contraceptive in my face. "Fine." I said and continued. After that she gathered all of her clothes and gave me a kiss before climbing out the window. I went downstairs and took a shower before greasing up my hair and wondering what to wear for the rumble. Jackets limit your swinging ability but Will Jersey said it'll rain tonight. I picked out a jean vest and slipped it on over a white t-shirt. I didn't have much to pick from so I picked a pair of black jeans and converse. I sighed and looked out the window. I heard The guys walk in and amongst them was a ladies voice. I practically tripped over myself and tumbled down the stairs to fall at the feet of a blonde. "Uh hey." I said. I started laughing because I saw up her skirt. I stood up and extended a hand. "Pepsi Jameson What do you want Goddess of Beauty?" I asked. Terry slapped the back of my head. "This is my fiancé smart one." My expression turned angry and my smile disappeared. "Jesus glad to know you guys had a fun time without me!" I yelled. "Hey I'm Katherine but you can call me Katie." She smiled. Her pearly whites sparkled and her blonde hair was braided into two braids that lied on her shoulders. She wore red lipstick and she was all around beautiful.  "Terry. I-I don't even know what to say." I said. I pulled out a cigarette and puffed on it then pulled out another. Oh man I'm freaking out. This'll ruin everything. I ran to the fridge and grabbed a beer before attempting to run out. I was grabbed and thrown down. "Why?" I asked. "I can't take this anymore I can't handle it I'm gonna kill myself or something!" I yelled. "Don't be so dramatic." Johnny said. "I'll put you through that fuckin' wall!" I jumped up. I was held until I cooled down. I took a sip of the beer when I was sitting down. "Pepsi you cant just run from all your problems disappear a week and then have us pick you up from jail. "We barely see you anymore I got really depressed when you were in the coma Katie was there for me and we fell in love." He confessed. "Can I get a free pass to do something stupid and not get any consequences for it?" I asked. "Yeah only one." He said and wrote it on a card. "Keep it. I did it with Lola." I grinned. He gritted his teeth as he kept the card. "I don't like anybody until I get to know them soooo." I shrugged. I checked my watch and gasped. "Rumble time!" I yelled. We all ran to the lot and saw it already started. I dove onto a soc and pummeled him with heavy blows. My and Johnny jumped him but he left on his own and I saw him get body slammed. My heart filled with rage as I saw 3 socs jump him. I don't care at all anymore. I picked up a stick and whacked it against ones back. It broke it half and I used the sharp end to stab another. I yelled and I thought of Terry's engagement and kicked the last one in the balls. I tried him and rubbed his face in the mud. I picked Johnny up and he coughed up a tiny amount of blood. "TERRY JOHNNY'S HURT!" I yelled. He slammed the head of two socs together and ran over to me. Johnny was shaking and Katie stopped pulled on a girl socs hair and elbowing her in the back. She ran over and together we hailed a taxi and climbed in. We took a short trip home and treated him. "Sorry for acting like I did earlier." I apologized. "You're an okay kitten." I smiled. "How come you don't smile a lot you're so cute when you do." She put a hand on my shoulder. "Gosh you're beautiful." I said. I was lost in her gaze as we leaned in towards each other and kissed. We both pulled away and gasped. "We cannot fell Terry." I whispered. "About what?" She asked. "Perfect." I said and looked at Johnny. He was still unconscious. I tickled him and he didn't laugh so was definitely out cold. Oh jeez I'm a dead man walking. I saw the gang walking up the porch with blood knuckles and smiles. I opened the door and they all sat on the couch while showing off their battle scars. Lola hobbled through the door with one shoe and she was carrying the other. Her foot was bloody and her braids had tiny specks of red in them. "Boy them soc girls are weak." She grinned at me and plopped herself down in my lap. As she leaned closer to kiss me I saw her bloody eye. "Holy crap you're eye is red." I exclaimed. "I got hit in the face with a loafer." She said. "Alright I best get going home Pepsi can you walk me?" She asked. "Sure." I said and we walked out. "So Terry got engaged huh?" She asked. "Yeah, it's crazy right." I said. She nodded and we walked in silence for a bit. "I can't believe our first time was today." I smiled. "What do you mean our? That was your first time." She looked at me. "What?" I asked. "Joking, I swear." She snickered and nuzzled her head into my neck. We reached her house and she went inside. I ran home fearful of socs and bounded through the door. I turned on the TV and saw another soc body but this time it was where we had the rumble. "Police are saying this could be a copycat killing or maybe they got the wrong guy." The news anchor said. A chill ran through my body and I groaned. "I'm gonna get outta this place." I sighed. "I'm gonna go to Hollywood and act in movies, or i'll be like Dick Dale and play sick surfer music." I shook my head. "You have high hopes, I like that. You're gonna be something Pepsi Jameson." Alex said and punched me playfully. I heard a knock at the door and jumped. "What if it's the killer?" Rocky asked. "Don't be daft." Jacob muttered. I answered the door and jumped out of the way. "Can I spend the night?" She asked. "Sure." Terry said. She lugged a suitcase inside and deposited it on the floor. She had tears in her eyes and I decided to ask her later when we were alone. "Can I talk to you Terry and Pepsi?" She asked. We headed into the kitchen and I dug around in the icebox for some cake. I distributed pieces and she began. "I was in the bathroom when bullets tore into my house, glass flew everywhere downstairs and huddled in the bathtub. I remembered the shotguns my dad had there and grabbed them. I heard car doors open and more bullets. They came upstairs and I heard them check each room. I loaded the gun and waited in the tub. When they came out I-I- She burst into tears and I hugged her as she cried into my shoulder. "You can stay as long as you need to Lola." Terry assured her. She wrapped her arms around him and I grabbed a beer from the fridge. "Want one?" I asked. She nodded and I gave her the last one. I took a sip.