Elizabeth's POV:
I could feel the hurt in his eyes in the look he gave me.
"Um, Elizabeth, can we step outside for a minute? I have to talk to you," he says.
"Sure," I say looking at him.
Then to my brother, "We'll be right back. Stay in here."
Following Darry, I walk out of the room.
"Whats up?" I ask.
"You really think we need your pity, Elizabeth? You really think I would take your money? Even if it was Jack's fault, which I'll admit it was. Everyone saw him trip my brother, but I would never ask you to pay for his hospital bill. I can't believe you even had the nerve to offer!" He yells at me. I blink back tears. Was what I said really that wrong? I know he's a Greaser, and that he's self conscious of it, but I was only trying to help. I didn't even think about it. I just knew since it was out fault, it should be our job to pay. Was that not right?
"I... I'm sorry, Darry. I hope Ponyboy's ok, but Jack and I have to go," I tell him, and walk away, going to find my brother.
"C'mon, we're leaving," I practically drag him out.
"Hey, that Two-Bit guy's pretty cool," he says. I just nod.
"You ok, Sis?" He asks me. I just shrug. Behind me, I hear a voice.
"Elizabeth! Wait!" I'd know that voice anywhere. Darry.
"What do you want?" I demand, my voice full of hurt. He walks up to me.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap. I just..." But I cut him off by kissing him.
"Eww!" Jack yells.
"Shut up, kid. You're too old to get away with saying that kind of stuff," I say, and we all laugh, suddenly happy again.
"Do you have to leave?" He asks. I shake my head.
"Not yet." He smiles at me, and I'm lead back into the hospital room, where Pony's getting his crutches adjusted.
"And... Perfect. Now try to walk in them, honey," A nurse says to him. At the first step, we're all quiet. He's shaky on his feet, and I can tell he's never used crutches before. He trips, and almost falls on his face, but the nurse catches him. We're all quiet, except for Jack, who's cracking up.
"Shut up!" I whisper-shout. He immediately stops, but asks me why he has to.
"Because!" I exclaim.
"First of all, do you hear anyone else laughing? And second of all," I lower my voice, "You're lauging at a kid who could be your brother-in-law one day." I don't even realize I've said it until it's out of my mouth. The only ones who seemed to catch that were Jack, and just my luck, Darry.
"You think we'll get married one day?" He asks, putting an arm around me, and pulling me close. My cheeks burn and I shrug. He kisses my cheek.
"You know, you're really cute when you're embarrassed," he says. I think to myself, you know, you're always really cute.
"Well, um... I'm really glad Pony's ok," I say, trying to change the subject. "I am too," he says. But in my head, I can't change the subject.
All I can think is his voice in my head, "You think we'll get married one day?" Over and over again. Why, does he not want to marry me? Does he not think I'm good enough? Am I too good for him? Oh god... I've never really thought of that.
What will my mom say once she meets him? Will she be ok with me dating a Greaser? What if she's not? What if I'm not? I mean... I love him. At least I think I do, but what if I slip up again about money? That kind of stuff is important to men, especially Darry. I just hope he understands and forgives me by now.
Darry's POV:
"I'm so sorry, Ponyboy, Darry. I... We can pay the medical bills if you need us to, since it was our fault," Elizabeth offers to me, kindly, but I feel like I've just been stabbed in the chest. I mean, just because we're Greasers doesn't mean we need her charity.
After taking her outside and yelling at her, I do feel a little bit bad, because of the hurt look on her face.
Just as she's leaving I stop her and kiss her. I can't stay mad at her. I can't even really focus on being upset, anyways.
Hospitals aren't really my thing, and I just want to get out of here.
"And... Perfect. Now try to walk in them," A nurse says, breaking me out of my thoughts
. I look over, just in time to see Ponyboy trying to walk with crutches, and fail. Everyone's silent except Elizabeth's little brother, who's cracking up laughing.
God, I hate that kid already.
"Shut up," She hisses at him.
"Why?" He demands, pouting.
"You're lauging at a kid who could be your brother-in-law one day," is her response, which practically makes me stop breathing. Does she really want to get married? I mean, I want to. One day. I'd do anything to marry someone as beautiful and sweet and amazing as her.
And thinking about that made me realize something. She hasn't met most of the gang. Yeah, she's met my brothers, and Two-Bit, but she hasn't been formally introduced to them. And what about Dally and Johnny? I feel like if we're going to be together she'd better get to know my friends.
"Hey, Elizabeth? Do you want to come over for dinner tonight? I really want you to meet the rest of the gang," I tell her. She nods.
"That sounds fun. I'll go drop Jack off at home and meet you at your house at..." She says, and I fill in the
"5:00" for her. It's 3:30 right now, so I have time to get everyone home, and make dinner. I just want tonight to be perfect. I really want her to like the gang.
"Ok. See you later, honey. Love you," I say. And then I realize what I said. She gives me a funny look, kisses my cheek and walks out. We've never said that to each other before. Our relationship might have just taken a whole new level.
A/N: If you were wondering, I did NOT forget about this fanfic! I was just too lazy to update. :) But I'm back with 492 reads and a bunch of new ideas. Hope you like this chapter! Please leave reviews and I'll try to post another chapter tomorrow!
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FanfictionSet in 1959, 17 year old Elizabeth Ramsey is your typical Soc. She has long, straight brown hair and bright blue eyes. She wears fancy clothes, gets perfect grades and her whole family is rich. The only thing separating her from the other Socs is th...