Darry kissed his girlfriend back, he was so proud of himself, and of her. She always had faith in him, “I will happily clean the kitchen for you.” He winked, and with a wave, and I love you he left the Deli to run home and get things ready for dinner. Darrel made his way home, and immediately started cleaning. The boys were good about picking up after themselves, but there were still small things that had to be done. Picking up the blankets off the couch, he put them back into the closet. After he was done with the living room, he went to the kitchen. Dishes weren’t hard, before he knew it the kitchen was done. He looked to the clock, it was a little after eight, still no Kaity.
Time passed. Wringing his hands, he set the table while the front door opened. Half expecting to see Kaity, he almost frowned when his brothers, and Johnny walked inside. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I was expecting to see Kaity.” He shook his head, shoulders drooping some. “She said she’d be home around eight-ish, but she still isn’t here.” The clock was reading past eight. “Kaity was bringing home dinner tonight to celebrate me getting the job.” Darrel was kicking himself for not going back to pick her up after work.
Something was wrong, his gut was heavy. “Alright, let’s go see if we can find her. I’m not likin’ this one bit.” Feeling his back pocket for his switchblade, the eldest Curtis boy went to his truck. The rest of the boys hopped into the bed of the truck, besides Sodapop who was sitting beside him. “Something don’t feel right.” As they drove down the road, slowly, the came up near an alleyway. Kaity knew her way around town, she had her little ways she would go, but rarely would she risk an alley at night. However, past the alley entrance, Darrel could make out someone sitting on the sidewalk. Without a second guess, the old pickup was slammed into halt, and off went Darrel.
Running up to the body on the sidewalk, his stomach dropped. A sight he never wanted to see. He dropped to his knees, “Fuckin’.. Kaity, are you okay?” She looked shocked, her small frame only covered by a jacket. He quickly took off his overshirt, and helped wrap her in it. The dinner she had been carrying was splashed across the ground. Anger boiled in his stomach, his head was pounding with thoughts of what’d he’d do if he got his hands on whoever did this. But all that mattered at the moment was getting Kaity to the truck, and getting her home. Darry could hear the footsteps of the worried boys behind him, “Get back to the truck!” He almost shouted, gently sliding his arms underneath of Kaity. “I’m so sorry.” Was all he could whisper as he took her home.
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Darry wasn’t sure what to do, he was so angry, he only wanted to find whoever did this to her. The rest of the boys were clueless to what had just happened, soon they’d catch wind and end up at the door though. Especially Dally, which made Darrel want to kick himself more. Dally would sure have a hay day with this, and the cocky bastard would try to blame Darry. There was respect between the two, but Dally saw Kaity as his sister, leaving him in a more protective state.
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Penny was ecstatic that she had spent the entire day with the boys, especially Sodapop. However, Penny knew all good things had to come to an end, landing her back into the home she wanted to leave. Smiling to Sodapop before she went inside, Penny sighed deeply as she turned the doorknob. On the other side she could hear the echo of shouts, with the response of something being thrown. Reluctantly walking into the source of the noise, she looked to her younger sister, and brother. Mary, Matthew, and their mother were all sitting on the couch in the living room while their father screamed. Apparently only one person was a decent hire out of all the men he interviewed, meaning did not make quota, meaning he wouldn’t be getting a bonus that week.
The family now had to endure his anger. Penny cringed as he cursed out her mother, getting in her face, she tried to stand up for herself, it only landed Matthew to be the next target. Almost running in between her father, and Matthew, Penny shouted. “You’re a fucking monster!” The burly man reeled back, and allowed the back of his hand to collide with her cheek.
“You
won’t speak to me that way!” Penny shook off the tears that threatened to fall, instead she kept her younger brother behind her, while Mary went to tend to their mother. Mr. Walker continued to shout, his hands grasping onto Penny’s shoulders. The small girl was being thrown like a ragdoll. After twenty or so minutes of constant screams, and low blows, the drunk mess left to the bar.
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Penny pulled the blanket over her sleeping mother, and sister. Her brother was curled up in her bed, while their mother and sister slept in her sister’s bed. The bedroom door was locked, a chair perched under the door handle. It would be another sleepless night; at least she would see Sodapop the next day. The thought of running to his house with her family was an idea, but one she pushed far to the back of her mind. He had already done enough for her.
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