Three days Earlier

"What do you want Socs?" I ask as they get out of their mustang.

"You," the one guy who I think is named Randy growls.

I grab my switch from my back pocket, "I dare ya." It's two against one as far as I'm concerned I can take them. The one guy who I think is named Bob grabs my wrist twisted it back until we hear it snap. I yelp out in pain, but kick him in his gut. He groans in pain, as Randy slaps the switch out of my hand. "Stay away!" I yell as tears stream down my face.

Randy inches forward, Bob not far behind, "awe if the poor baby crying."

"I'm warning you," I say trying to keep my cool. Randy slaps me across the face and goes to back away, but not before I get a good punch in. Bob pushes me down. My head hits the concrete I let out a small groan. Before I know what's happening Randy's on top of me with e switch, he plunges the switch into my stomach. I look up at him, but barely as my world spins around me, "what did you do?" That's the last thing that happens before my world black.

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I wake up on the cold hard concrete ground with my wrist throbbing, a pounding headache, an upset stomach, and a sore throat. I lean over and throw up as I hold my stomach. I put my hand on my forehead, "where am I?"

I take a good look around me before getting up groaning in pain. I put my hands on my stomach wincing in pain as I touch my stab wound. I lean over throwing up again, but it doesn't stop me. I continue to walk until I get to the Curtis house to hear, "True, but we gotta stop blaming ourselves. We all miss her, but it's none of our faults,"

I bang on the door as I yell, "let me in please!"

The door swings open with Ponyboy standing there with a nervous look on his face and the gang standing behind him shocked, "Brooke?"

I smile weakly as I life up my shirt to show my stab wound, "help."

The gang gasps as Ponyboy pulls me into the house, "what happened to you Brooke?"

"Socs," I choke out weakly.

"I'll 'em Jones, I'll kill 'em!" Winston yells angrily.

"Winston don't!" I yell.

He walks over to me fuming at this point, "why not Jones?"

"Because," I growl.

"Will you two stop!" Darry yells. 

"Sorry," we both say in sync then start laughing.

I look over to him playfully, "stop that, I'm mad at you Winston."

"Whatever Brooklyn" he rolls his eyes.

I look at him and a smile appears on my face, "forgive and forget Dallas?"

"Forgotten and forgiven Brooke," he smiles.

"Forgotten and forgiven Dally," I confirm.

"Okay, now lets go get Brooke fixed up," Darry speaks. "Sorry to ruin this moment."

"I'm fine," I insist. "I just...I don't remember what happened. I wake up on the ground and I'm pretty sure I'm sick because, my throat is killing me, my head is pounding, and I feel like I'm going to puke."

"Did they.....?" Pony asks softly trailing off at the end.

"I don't think so," I respond.

"I'll take your temperature," Darry informs me as he sticks a thermometer in my mouth.

104.3

"Oh my," I gasp slightly. "I'm really sick."

"What happened to make you so sick?" Dally asks.

"I was outsider on the ground passed out for god knows how long, it's amazing I'm still alive," I respond.

"You've been outside for the past three days!" Soda yells in horror. "It's been pouring out."

"Probably why she's so sick," Darry sighs. "lets get you upstairs Brooke."

I cough a little as we walk upstairs, "thank you Darry."

Sorry this chapter sucked and that is was short, but it's just a filler. I promise, the action really starts next chapter. Hey even though it sucked at least I got back to back updates in. What do you guys think of this chapter, talk it out bellow and if ya really want to turn a crappy day into a great one vote. Yeah, today I had the worst day of my life...I think some of my followers or friends might now, but I hurt my ankle. I got off crutches today (yay), but my ankle is in soo much pain still. I'm out of gym for another week, but I just got told that in order to pass gym, I'm gonna need to write four essays by next Friday, I have finals, I have an exam on Monday, a test on Shakespeare on Wednesday, we're starting Romeo and Juliet on Tuesday, I have a math test on Thursday, and I have a state test in a few weeks. I also might need surgery especially because, I might not be able to go physical therapy which I best guy friend just asked me out and I don't like him back. I got tripped in the hallway today and landed on my ankle because, my teacher wouldn't let me leave early which in my doctors not says to. My friend Then on top of all that I have my sisters sweet sixteen on Sunday where there's gonna be four families who hate each other in one room...and that's just the start of how my day went. That's the positive side of my day. Please wish me luck. I love you guys so much and I'm thankful for all of you guys. Stay gold. Do it for Johnny!

-Beth