Headed Back to the Past [discontinued]

Ch 8 || The Curtis Household

(I came home from school today and noticed someone read my story, holy shit thank you)

Tays P.O.V

I woke up early and pulled my clothes out of the washing machine and threw them on, Keeping Johnny's t-shirt because my other shirt was ripped and stained with blood. I was just about to see if johnny was up when I heard the door slam open I knew what was going on, his parents were home. I opened my bag and pulled out my gun, switchblade, lighter, a few cigarettes and the money I had. I put my switchblade in my back pocket and stuffed my other things in my jacket pocket, I heard yelling, and the bedroom door slammed open, and I was staring a tall man who looked like an alcoholic holding a baseball base. he approached me and grabbed me I tried to fight back, but he was more robust compared to the khaki wearing, skinny socs

"Little bitch, stop fighting, and this will be over soon" he growled I knew I couldn't beat a drunk man with a bat I heard a thumping sound and johnny came into the room.

"Don't touch her!" he yelled, his father turn around dropped me and hit me in the stomach with his bat, right where I got stitches yesterday. I fell on the ground reeling in pain. Johnny had knocked out his father and ran up to me "You okay?" he asked. I slowly touched where my stitches were and saw no blood I sighed in relief.

"Yeah, let's get out of here," I said, johnny helped me up, I grabbed my skateboard, and we made our way to the Curtis house. Johnny opened the door the house was awake and lively but when we walked in everyone looked at johnny probably because he looked more beaten up than the last time they saw them.

"Hey, Johnny, your parents?" Steve asked, Johnny, nodded Two-bit came in and noticed me wearing johnny t-shirt and laughed

"They're already wearing each other's clothes? Damn movin' that fast Johnny" He said, I walked up to two-bit at slammed him, he was stunned "Jesus" he mumbled "That's hot", and he started laughed again.

"Oh my god, Fuck me dead," I said exasperated, rubbing the bridge of my nose between my eyes. I had heard my Australian friends say it once and I have always wanted to use it. I have no idea but whatever.

"Gladly" he just laughed harder, and he stumbled, my jaw dropped the slapped him harder.

"Okay Keith, that's enough," Darry said "What's up, you two?" he asked, leaning on the doorway.

"Tay needs a place to stay for a few months and my house and lot ain't the best," Johnny said, I had changed my plans to leave after Christmas, I had told johnny little to nothing.

"Yeah, okay," Darry said "Couch's already taken, but we do have an attic," Darry said Ponyboy cringed at that, I looked at him but then followed Darry up a small ladder the attic room was small with a large double bed mattress I'm the corner it was dark and damp. There was a large pile of blankets at the end of it. Darry refused to go in the room and only stayed in the room for a few seconds. I wondered whos room this was and why they didn't use it. I went and sat on the mattress.

Why was I doing this, I should go back to my time I thought I don't belong here I just changed the course of history its been two days, and I'm still here altering it, I should go. I thought about my boyfriend Connor, yeah I had a boyfriend, I wondered if Connor would miss me, I pondered if he would look for me, then it struck me, he not here, Connors not alive, he doesn't exist. I felt a tear slip down my face and another then I was silently sobbing thinking about my old life that I so desperately wanted to go back to. I heard yelling, and I quickly dried my eyes and walked over to the top of the ladder and listened in.

"WE DONT EVEN KNOW HER, WHY ARE WE LENDING HER MOM AND DADS ROOM" I heard PonyBoy yelling, am I seriously in two dead peoples I felt a shiver up my spine.

"BECAUSE SHE SAVED YOU FROM DROWNIN'," Darry yelled back louder "AN' BEFORE YOU STAND UP FOR HIM, SHE DALLYS COUSIN SO YEAH IM SURE WE CAN TRUST HER" what? Cousin? Then I thought about my family tree that I was shown once My great grandfathers' sister married a Winston, of course. Well at least I had gained some trust with them being the 'cousin' of Dally, there was then silence and odd silence, and I heard someone coming up the ladder I quickly walked over to the window a lit a cigarette, taking a drag. When I heard the steps stop, I turned around and saw Ponyboy standing at the top of the ladder.

"PonyBoy, I was planning on leaving soon anyway don't worry," I said kind of coldly, I thought for a second "I'm sorry."

"Don't be, I am. I didn't know you where Dallys cousin I just thought that maybe-" I cut him off.

"-it's fine," I said walking closer to him "I don't feel comfortable sleeping in a dead person bedroom anyway, especially your parent's room" I took another drag from my cig. he cleared his throat

"Yeah uhh, don't worry about it" he mumbled, I giggled and nodded

"Your friends are uhh something," I said trying to make conversation "Especially Two-bit" he chucked

"Yeah, but don't take anything Two-Bit says seriously, He's uhh," Pony stopped trying to find the words

"Two Bits?" I asked I figured his nickname meant something and based on his actions earlier he was indeed two bits

"Rude" Ponyboy laughed "but kinda true" I joined in laughing

(Sorry for the hunger games reference)

After a while we managed to calm down"Soo if we're going to live together I need to know who you are, I mean I hardly know anything about accept your Sarcastic, Good at beating peoples asses and can skateboard,"

"Well that about sums me," I said slightly nodding, Ponyboy raised an eyebrow

"I reckon there's more than that, I think you just don't want to tell me," he said, I took another drag of my cigarette hoping he wouldn't go too personal "You see the way the whole friend thing works is that- that you tell each other the deep stuff,"

"The deep stuff?" I asked getting nervous, What if he asks me more about my life or I don't know what my favourite movie is because I did like the 60s but in my opinion, most of the best movies were from the 80s

"Yeah, like what's your favourite colour," he said and I almost laughed out loud at how mundane the question was,

"Uh-oh you've stepped over the line" I retaliated in a light-hearted manner he let out an amused breath

"No but seriously what's your favourite colour?" he asked again, I thought for a second what was my favourite colour?

"Purple," I said "Like the colour of wine, what's yours" I glanced over him, he didn't respond for a second and then malicious grin formed on his face

"You don't need to know," he said walking to the trapdoor "And stop smoking, Darry doesn't like people smoking" he then jumped down, leaving me staring at the trap door

"What the fuck," I said to myself before lying back on the bed, I sighedGod this is going to be a long road, I picked up my switchblade and started fiddling with it.