Home, sweet, home. Not! (Outsiders FF)

I walk into the house, drunk, banged up, and late for curfew. It was a month after my parents died, I was fourteen and just came back from a wild party. "Basil Leaf Curtis, where have you been?" Darry screamed through out the house.
"Dar, I was just having fun," I slurred, laughing a little at the end then going to walk in and falling on my ass.
"Basil, were you at another party?" He screamed looking into my glazed eyes.
"No, and if I was I ain't stupid enough to tell you," I laughed.
"You know what if you're going to act like this then you can just do us all a favor and get our, we'll be better off without you!" He screamed showing me the door.
I ran upstairs grabbing my stuff, I looked at Sodapop and Ponyboy kissing both of their heads, I walked out of the room slightly crying. Then I stormed downstairs, when Darry kicked me out I sobered up fast. I looked at him dead in the eyes yelling, "I HATE YOU DARREL CURTIS! I FUCKING HATE YOU!" As I yelled that I saw something in his eyes, I've never seen before, it looked like guilt, he opened up his mouth but, I ran out of the house and never looked back.