Steve Randle Fan Fiction

Idk what to call this

Me and the gang all went outside and we talked for a while then I realized, "where's Dally?" They shrugged, "I think he's at bucks wit Sylvia." Johnny said, I chuckled, "okay, who's Sylvia?" Johnny smiled, "oh yeah, Sylvia is his on and off girlfriend." I nodded, "so are you all just good friends?" Darry nodded, "Soda and Pony are my kid brothers, the rest of us are real good friends." I smiled, "I like that, in New York, my gang didn't give a flying rats ass about me." They all started laughing. Then I saw Dally walking up the street to us, when he got up to us he looked at me and said, "Jamie, what made you come to Tulsa?" I put my fingers through my hair, "I've always wanted to live here, I don't really know why though." He nodded, "why do you ask?" I asked he pulled out a cigarette, "making sure it's not because of the old lady." I sighed, "oh you meant like that, well I got tired of the abuse, mental and physical so I ran and wanted to make one of my dreams come true but I made two come true." He nodded, "if I ever see that man I promise I will kill him." I smiled, "okay, anyone want to show me around the neighborhood?" Soda and Steve stood up, "sure." They both said I laughed and Dally said, "man you already got guys hitting on you." I could feel myself blush, "mhm." I said then he pointed at the guys, "protect my little sister." I turned to him, "don't tell me you forgot." He raised his eyebrows, "forgot what?" I sighed, "we are exactly the same age, mom had a c-section and we were pulled out at the same time." He laughed, "I know, I like the idea of having a little sister, ya dig." I patted his shoulder and me Steve and Soda walked. Steve said, "Soda, ya know she has the same tattoo I do?" Soda looked at me, "where?" I laughed, "on my shoulder blade." I said this and pulled down the neck of my shirt and Steve said, "it looks new." I nodded, "about six months old." We talked until we showed up at and empty space, "this is the lot, this is usually where we can find Johnny." I nodded, "Johnny's folks beat him don't they?" They nodded, "yeah how'd you know." I sighed, "his eyes look empty." They looked at each other, "look I'm gunna tell you somthing that I probably shouldn't, a few months ago Johnny and Pony got caught up in a murder, Johnny killed someone who was drowning Pony and they ran away." He continued to tell me about the fire and how Johnny was hurt bad, "that night Johnny died but was resuscitated, but Dally snapped and got shot by the cops they were able to save him but I think that's where the emptiness in his eyes comes from." I nodded we kept walking and they showed me around. While we were walking back to Sodas house I was walking and someone came up behind me and grabbed my shoulder and yelled, I yelped and turned around, "Two bit, you should be careful you almost got yourself a broken nose." He laughed and I turned back around and shivered and closed my eyes, "Jamie are you okay?" Sod asked, "yeah, I just- never mind." We kept walking and eventually we reached Sodas house, "Dally, do you still have the necklace?" He reached into his shirt and pulled out the Christopher pendant, "of course I still have it I never take it off." That made me so happy, "I'm hungry does anyone want to go eat." I heard Pony say, "I just want some chocolate cake." Steve said back, I laughed, "can I make some food instead?" They all turned to me, "sure." Soda said I walked in and made goulash. "The foods ready!" I hollered they all ran in and I stepped back and Soda Pony and Darry stopped in front of the pot, "did I do somthing?" Soda turned around, "you are the first person to make goulash since our parents died." He hugged me and I hugged back, "is that a good thing?" They all nodded, "thanks." They got some food and sat down, "the broad can cook." I turned to Two bit, "what did you call me?" He laughed nervously, "broad?" I smacked the back of his head, "I ain't anyone's broad." He nodded and everyone ate. That evening I decided to go back to Steve's house and go to sleep. The next morning I woke up and the house was empty but I knew Steve was a work so I changed and put on some shoes, and grabbed my knife. I was by the DX when a group of seven guys ran at me, it all happened so fast that the next thing I know I was in the ground spitting out blood, "Steve." I tried to yell but it was just a normal voice, I stood up slowly and walked to the DX which wasn't to far away. I walked into the garage and dropped, "Jameson!" I heard Steve yell I stood up again, "I'm okay." He put his hand on my back and walked me inside, "Soda get the first aid kit." I was hurting all over, I sat down and grabbed a paper cup, "those guys didn't look like greasers." Soda nodded, "they were probably socs." Then Dally walked in, "Jameson what happened?" I swallowed the blood in my mouth, "some rich looking kids jumped me." He sighed, "didn't I tell you to carry a blade?" I nodded, "I had one, it was seven against one." He shrugged and I stood up, "I'm sorry that I got used to taking the beatings I get." He looked at his shoes, "okay." I sat down, "can I have some water?" I asked Steve he nodded and went into a back room, "you need to learn to defend yourself." I shrugged, "what's the point." I mean it wasn't my top priority, "the point is so you don't get beat up by a soc." I rolled my eyes, "why are being so protective?" He looked mad, "I'm not I'm just trying to make it seem like I care." This sentence broke me, "fine, then just leave me alone." He looked at me with wide eyes, "you're the one who came to Tulsa, you came on to my territory." I could feel my eyes burning, "I knew it, you don't want anything to do with me you left New York without me because you were hoping I wouldn't find you, right?" I felt the hot tears burning my face and I walked out I was hurt but it didn't matter I went around the DX and sat behind it. I was crying and I had put my hair in a ponytail because it was in my face then Steve walked around and sat next to me, "I heard the argument, so you want to talk about it?" I shook my head.