Amelia Curtis is a 16 year old spunky brunette with great friends. She's part of the gang, and all the boys are all very protective of their little Millie. One boy however sees her differently, he just doesn't know how to handle his feelings.
Sadly...
WARNING: CONTAINS SELF HARM, PHYSICAL/MENTAL ABUSE AND HARASSMENT
Thank You @Bisexual_Turtle for helping me!!!!
Amelia's P.O.V:
"So, you were just messing around right?" Darry sat me and Dally down. He was yelling at us for the whole "we made out." "Yes, Darry for the last time. I was just messing with you." I said laughing. Dallas just smirked. "So then what were you doing in there?" He asked looking at Dally. "Well, your sister was scared of a little spider, so I just went in there and killed it. She thanked me by hugging me." Dally said. I glared at him, "Yeah. A spider." "Millie, when have you been scared of bugs?" Darry said with a confused face. "I-It was.....big. It was a big spider. I got real scared. So he killed it for me." I fake smiled. "Ok..." Darry said still confused. Dally smiled to him self.
I walked outside for a smoke. I lit up my cigarette. I heard foot steps behind me. Dally. He stood next to me and lit his. "How long?" He asked, not making eye contact. I stared into the open, "About a year." "Was he always agressive?" I sighed, "No. When I first met him, he was funny, cute, nice and gentle. But then one day, that changed." A tear rolled down my cheek, "He just started yelling at me for no reason, and hitting me. But after that, he acted like nothing happened." Dally said nothing except, " No matter what he does, don't do anything stupid, ok." I smiled weakly.
----------Time Skip Next Day-----------
Once again, I wake up to arms in my face. I throw Ponyboy off the bed. "Oww." He groans getting off the floor. "Goodness Pony, don't you know how to sleep right?" I say. He shrugs and walks out. I quickly change into this outfit.
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I brush my teeth and apply some make up. I've only ever worn make up to practice, but never out. The only person too see me in make up was Sarah-Mae and Ponyboy. I walk down stairs and the whole gangs there. I sit at the table and serve my self some pancakes.
Everyone is staring at me. I pour some syrup. "Umm. Why yal'l staring at me?" I ask. "Have I ever told you how good lookin you are?" Two-Bit said coming closer. I raised an eyebrow, "What's going on? Why are you guys acting weird?" Darry glared at Two-Bit, causing him to scoot away from me. "Well, um, Millie, when did you uh, start wearing make-up?" Darry asked. I continue to eat, "Today. I might start wearing it all the time, Why?" "You look a lot, older." Steve said. I smiled, "Is that a good thing?" "In my book it is." Dally winked at me. I blushed, not enough for him to see though. Darry and Sodapop shot him a death glare. I laughed, "Well, I'm 16. So, I look like a what year old?" "Your 16?" Two-Bit said with his mouth open. I nodded. "Yall didn't know that?" Johnny said eating pancakes. I laughed even more, "Wow. It really sucks being the only girl. You didn't even know my age and you can't handle a little make up?" "I knew you were 16. And its hard to resist you." Dallas said smirking. I rolled my eyes and hoped he couldn't see my blushing. "Well if you are going to be drooling over me. I am going to go now." I said putting my dish in the sink. Two-bit smirked at me earning a smack in the head. Soda socked him. "Ow." He said rubbing his arm. I laughed, "I'm gonna go now." I grabbed my backpack and walked out the door.
