Of Sex Talks And Doctor's Appointments

The door bell rang. Jelly paused the TV and dragged herself up to the door. I took a sip of my beer. "Well, don't I get a hug from my granddaughter?" I spat the beer to the floor. That voice. I turned around hoping that my hearing was failing me. "Grandma Liz?" Jelly stuttered. "What are you doing here?" I would really like to know the same thing. I stood up and walked over to Jelly, keeping a small distance from her grandma. "So I need permision to visit you now, Angelica?" I really wanted to say that she needed to at least call but I bit my lip much to my displeasure. "Well of course not." I groaned but they ignored me. "Good. Good." Grandma Liz said dumping her...suitcases on our floor. Jelly's eyes and mine got huge. Oh dear God... "Angelica, please help me with my things. Now, where is the bride?" For a moment I wondered if I could take that as my cue to run out the door and stay at my brother's but that would mean Jelly would have to suffer alone. Tempting but I was a good friend. Damnit. "Hey Grandma Liz." I said as Jelly shot me a look that clearly said 'the moment she's out, we're moving'. The moment Jelly was out of our sight, Grandma Liz whispered. "So, how's the kid?" I sighed. "She's uh, she's doing ok. As good as it can go, but still, she's a bit sad and all. I try to not leave her out of my sight." She nodded. "Hmm. And Dimitri?" "He uh, well, he's hurt real bad. The doctor told us that he shattered some bones real hard and that there was some internal bleeding and possible brain damage. He hasn't woke up." My tone was slightly sad. It felt kind of a relieve to express what I really felt. With everyone, especially Jelly, I had to keep the optimistic face. I didn't want her to see me sad, it would only make things worst. "Now now child. Turn that frown upside down. He's strong. He'll pull this through." I nodded.

Just then, Jelly walked over. "So, how long are ya staying?" She said. "Your father called me. So I guess as long as I want." "Great!" Crashing at the Curtis' Residence: Approved. Grandma Winston was hungry so Jelly did some cooking and I did the table. Ten minutes into it, Grandma started to speak. ... "So, Kitty, does the groom put out?" I think my cheeks burned a bright red. "Uh... well." I was stumbling for the right words. How on earth do you tell a grown woman about your sex life? It isn't like we are really related or anything. "Oh. I get it. You're a virgin." Yeah... I'll go die now. "No, that's not what I'm saying-" "It's ok hun, there's nothing really that you're missing." She turned to Jelly. "Pussy." She whispered. I was tempted to kill the woman. I silently thank the lord that I never had a dinner together with my parents and Grandma Liz. I would've been dead by now. "Grandma, Kitty and Two-Bit are not virgins." Thanks for clearing that out Jelly. "They're not? Well I don't expect it from Half-Wit but she's not?" "No, actually they did it a few nights ago. They're first time." Now I wanted to kill both Winstons. "Oh I see." She turned towards me. "So tell me, he's not petite as your brother is he?" And I banged my head on the table. Then after half an hour of humiliation, we decided to watch some TV. Jelly and I where watching some 80s movie, but Grandma Liz switched it to the Super Bowl. She's a Steelers fan. Sigh. It was one thing that we had to listen to her screaming at the TV but another that she literally tackled us whenever the team scored a fucking touchdown. That's gonna hurt in the morning.

Then Jelly, being the smart person she is, told us she was gonna turn in. It was just me and Grandma Liz. I gulped. She got another cigar from her purse and lit it open. "So, there was another reason for my visit tonight." She said. I brushed the smoke from my face. I thought I would be free from that when I moved away from Ponyboy, apparently I was wrong. "Oh, really? I thought you had come over here to discuss my love life." She knows I got a mouth on me so it was ok. "That was a small treat for my amusement but that's not it. Before James called me I was already planning a visit to you girls." I watched attentively. "You see, your parents asked me never to tell you this, but once when I catched them in a passionate moment," That was an image I didn't want to have. "We had a deep conversation about you kids. They asked me to keep an eye on you if something where to happen to them. That's what I did. Besides, it keeps me on update on what's going on with you." She winked. "How else do you expect me to have known about Blair?" My eyes got wide. "You know about the new baby?" "Baby? What baby?" Fuck. "Uh... why do I feel I just screwed up?" "It's ok dear, Dallas is much to hormonable to keep his pants on. I would expect them to have use a condom though. Maybe I would pay them a visit before I leave." ... Sorry Dal. "Anyway, James told me about your little trip to the hospital in December." And here I was thinking things couldn't get any worse. "Alcohol intoxication? I am very disappointed. I thought that you of all people could hold their licor. I'm gonna have to teach you how to do it well." -.- "But that's not the point. Damnit it girl, I thought that you would be a little bit thinner than the last time I saw you but you're deadly skinny. Have you gotten your ass to the doctor?" Maybe if I played dead she would leave me alone. "Uh, an appointment? No I haven't had a chance. I mean, Dr. Winston got me some pills and that's what I take but right now all my money goes to the wedding and the bills, and I just quit my job so yeah." "Listen to me Kit and listen to me real good cause I'm only gonna say this once." Oh no. A pep talk from Grandma Liz is never good. "What you're putting yourself through, is deadly. You can die. Now how's that fair to anyone?" I sighed. "Yeah I guess you're right." "Oh I'm damn right. Now, we're gonna make an appointment tomorrow, I'll be my wedding gift to you, and you're gonna get your ass up there, you dig?" I nodded because if you want to know the truth, she was starting to scare me. "Now, I figured you'd be looking for your Somethings, so I brought you the garter I used on my wedding." She took out of her purse a white garter and handed it to me. "It can be your Something Borrowed." I chuckled. "That's nice of you. Thanks." Now I'm forced to use it.

The next morning Two-Bit and Jelly left to visit Dimitri and I was left to continue my misery. Thanks guys, really, thanks. -.- Grandma Liz absolutely refused to let me drive D:< and took me to see this nutriologist that Dr. Winston had recommended. I felt like I was being babysat. The doctor told me to change into a hospital gown/torture. "KitKat, what are those scratches on your back?" Grandma Winston asked. I sighed. "Uh, that's from when I had sex with Two-Bit on the Christmas Tree." "You had sex on a Christmas Tree?" "On top of a Christmas Tree." "Hmm. I will pass the tip to Angelica." :D So for the next half and hour the doctor who's name was, oh you're gonna love this, Dr. Condon, did some test and all. Then I changed clothes and we where called back in. Dr. Condon sat on her desk writing some notes on my report and keeping me at the border of insanity if she didn't hurry up. "Well KitKat, what can I say?" Damnit that was never a good start. "You're not healthy, that's for sure. Your blood sugar is low and your bones are weak. You told me yourself that you're tired most of the time, that you felt sick and that your throat felt sore." I kept my trap shut cause it felt like I was being scowled. "You weight 87 pounds. KitKat, are you even trying?" I bit my lip and tried to avoid Grandma Liz's stare. "I am. It's hard but I'm trying." Dr. Condon sighed. "In your case trying is not good enough. The appropiate weight for a 5'10" seventeen year-old should be, at the very least, 120 lbs. Now, I see in your report that you have been given some medicine." I nodded. "This is a physicological disease. The only way to treat it is if we determine what caused the emotional blockage in the first place. That's your homework. Your next appointment would be in two weeks and I hope to see some improvement by then." I nodded and we headed out. "See? That wasn't so bad." Grandma Liz said. I shot her a look. "You just payed to have a woman tell me what I already know." "Anyway, Angelica called, said that Dimitri was finally waking up. I think it would he would to see me." About that... But I didn't say anything.

So she drove on the hospital. I think Dimitri secretly wished he could drift back into unconciousness but I was just glad he was awake. That pussy had me scared to dead. Anyway, with Grandma Winston in town and all, I'm getting myself kidnapped by Soda. :D

Love Got Us Falling For Each Other Again

If Two-Bit sounds particularly happy this evening, ask him why. I'm pretty sure he'll be just so completely thrilled to tell you how he- drum roll please, *THE EPIC MIGHTY DRUM ROLL*... got laid tonight. I know he did when he told Jelly. Over three hundred times. I think she might consider changing apartments for the night. Not that Dimitri would really mind.

So I'll tell you how it happened. I came home from work and unfortunately, school. -.- I was threaten that they would call Darry if I skipped class again. It's not my fault that their educational level doesn't reach my standards! Grrrr. But anyway, on to the good stuff. Two-Bit was starting to bring down the Christmas Tree, because we where lazy all week and we just started to get around it now. I told him that I had quit my job. Yeah, you heard right. It is the middle of winter, do you think people want ice-cream now? Well, I know you dumbasses do but the rest of the sane population of Tulsa don't. But we'll talk about that in another post. Two-Bit smiled when I told him and wrapped his arms around my neck. Our height difference has never been a problem. I told him that it felt so good to quit a job. I felt like me again. :D Just don't tell Darry I said that, or do, I don't really care. "So, I see your finally taking the decorations out of the tree." I said. "Yep. But we can do something better if you want." So I started kissing him and he obviously kissed back. We really got it on that time. But at some point I stopped. We looked at each other for a moment, like an intense stare type of look. I was debating with myself. Should I? Shouldn't I? Before or after I get officially married? Then I looked at Two-Bit and I caressed his cheek staring at his bright gray eyes. "Oh, what the hell!" C'mon I have never been old-fashion or traditional and he's the one I'm gonna be making love to later on anyway. So why wait? *Stupid smile/giggles inserted here.*

Well, you pretty much know the protocol in this particular department. "Wait!" Two-Bit said. "Shouldn't we go for the condoms?" Way to ruin the moment. "Uh. Sure. Let me go get Jamie's present." Oh how I love little Jamie, always one step ahead. So anyway, I went to my room, grabbed the condoms, peeked into Jelly's room to make sure we wouldn't have a problem there and jumped on top of Two-Bit. :D "You know, I was talking to Bre a few days ago about how I wanted to have sex with you on top of the Christmas Tree." I said as Tibbs kissed my neck. "So wanna try it?" He just laughed as he moved the hair out of my face. "Where you drunk?" He chuckled. "Maybe." "Okay then." I don't think you wanna know how, but we managed to knock down the tree and have passionate sex with pine needles all over our bodies. We give a new meaning to it. I think I have scratches all over my back. We kind of stepped into some crystal ornaments. But we didn't really care. I always thought that sex was just a pleasure, that the true meaning of love laid on the talks, the words, the actions, the tiny details, the hugs, and just caring and being there for the other person. But damnit, what have I been missing?! I say this because it was kind of like the first time. Steve-O doesn't count, 'cause when you're drunk they can bitch slap you across the face and you wouldn't notice. But this was real. So real it was scary.

I don't wantto get into a lot of details. I'm pretty sure you know what went on. After a while we just kind of went to our room and layed together on the bed. It would be awkward if anyone stepped in and saw us on the living room. Hehe. We cuddled together and hugged and cleaned up the blood that was coming from our rather deep scratches. Hehe. Sex on an ornament tree = intense but painful. I'm sure as hell not gonna repeat that. Now I know you're all thinking, "what happened with all the 'after we're married' shit?" I understand it's shocking but hell, like your hormones haven't ever gotten in the way. I just didn't want to wait anymore and amen to that. :D

Two-Bit, I love you and I love that you're part of my life. Cause it's pretty awesome and I never felt like this before. Would you stay in the morning? And spend forever with me? Je t'aime mon amour.

The Curtis Siblings In Real Life

2011. New things, new stories, but same old selves. So the million dollar question. Who are the Curtis Siblings? To sum it up in a few words: we're a huge juicy delicious round jaw dropping, door stopping, table sliding, paper weighting, face powdering, armipt wiping, notebook writing, car cleaning, sexy looking, censor covering, portebello mushroom covered burger. :D But since I don't want to sum it up, I'll give you an ultimate, one in a life-time, limited edition outlook on MY life... yeah yeah and my brother's too.

Today I woke up at five in the freaking morning. Because we had "school" and we had to "get ready". I slept at the Curtis place because it was January fifth. What's so special about that? Every year, (when we remember) we have a little day in which the entire family spends it together, like we don't already do that but oh well, Darry likes to feel special about "bonding" us together. To never break the rutine, Ponyboy jumped up and down the couch, my new bed -.-, and almost broke my ribs waking me up. Little Darrel was taking us for a run. Anyone who knows Darrel knows that a 'run' is not only a run. It is a two hour long of freaking push uping, joging, sit uping, sweaty boding, rope jumping, sexy looking, body dying, Darrel murdering, and useless begging. It was not healthy or sanitary. Pony was ok with it, idiot, but Soda and I where gasping for our lives. We really have to get in shape, just not now. "Darry, what kind of cruel and usual punishment is this?" Petite boy asked laying on the grass. "I think he is torturing us because you fatty won't move out. Everyone knows that he wants the house all to himself so he can fuck himself without distraction. I know he likes it on top." I said. Darry didn't find it amusing and as a mean P.E. coach yelled at us to give the freaking neighbourhood three more laps. Soda and I got up that instant and I ran to tie myself on the swins pole. Soda did too, copy cat, just that he choose the one I was in. The picture isn't pretty. You got me wrapping my arms and legs around the thing and Soda wrapping his arms and legs and thing on me. It was gross. Now pulling one is easy, pulling us both was hard. So Darry pulled Soda and Pony pulled me. Did I mention Soda was being pulled away from the pole and I was being pulled towards the pole? Yeah, if I was a guy that would've been painful. Then I got an idea and I whispered it to Sofa. We let go and we each took our puller. I managed to get Pony out of his sweatshirt, because I'm tall and all and tie him to the merry-go-round. Soda did the same, dunno how, and we spin it. We ran away from after that.

We ate cake for breakfast. Well, Soda ate it, I just watched. Partly because he didn't share, and yeah you know the rest. We then got "ready" to skip school and work and went to hang out. We dressed as superheroes. I was Catwoman and he was, Petiteboy, yeah Batman. So we went on to fight evil and safe the world before dinner. Our first stop was the DX and we did the goodness of making holes in the tanks of socs so Soda here would get payed more when he worked. Then we went to the movies and as we where getting our tickets, the person at the booth looked at us weird. "What? Never seen a girl dressed before?" I asked indignant. Then I turned to look at Soda. "C'mon Batman, these civilians have no respect for their protectors." I don't know what movie was playing, not really care either. What we did was got up and walked to the front of the room and started roleplaying, as our superheroes XD. "You've kept me wating a long time." Soda said. I walked towards him cat-like. "Cats come when they feel like it. Not when they're told, my dear friend." "As a superhero, I think that rule out to be changed. When trouble troubles you, you go." "Oh but trouble doesn't trouble me. I trouble trouble." I had to bite my lip as people started yelling at us to stop talking. We ignored them. "Such an independent lady, aren't you?" "I'm a cat, dumbass. Independency runs through my veins." "You got a mouth on you too-." "You would know." And since it would've been really really really awkward gross and ewwww to kiss my own brother, we placed our palms in front of our mouths and faked kissed us. It was epic. Then we got kicked out.

As our heroe adventured continued, we decided to go to the park to free the villains, our brothers. When we got there, the merry-go-round was empty. "Oh boy." I murmured. "Sodapop Patrick Curtis! KitKat Sarah Curtis!" We heard Darry's angry voice from behind. I turned to look at my brother and we nodded. "Run!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" So we ran. We got chased around the part like crazy. I swear little kids looked as us weird. One of them asked for our autographs because he was obviously a Dally kid version and thought dumbly we where the real ones. "Here ya go, kid." I said and then we ran some more. Then I saw the cops getting near and a plan hit me. "Hey Sofa." "Yeah?" "Want to avoid Darry's angry fist?" "Hell yeah." "Then hit me." "What?!" "Hit me." "Kit, I'm not gonna hit you." The cops started to get near and so did Darry. "Take me down! Make it look real! Make it look real!" I said that because Soda hits like a little girl, but he faked punch me and I dropped to the ground. The cops saw him and they went to get him. :D As Soda was being 'arrested' Darry and Pony forgot about their anger issues and came to my rescue, and Petite Boy's. "Kitty, are you ok?" Pony asked. "I can't believe Soda hit you!" Darry half yelled. "Yeah I know. I'm abused by my own brother." I faked cried. Half an hour later, after being spoiled and loved by my two remainding brothers, I pointed out the fact that Batman was still in a jail cell. So we had to go get him.

His charges where simple: Domestic violence, disturbing the public peace, dressing up as a fictatious superhero, not making a good impersonation of him, being petite XD, being hotter than the cops, being fat, and not having enough reasons to jail him. LOL! We didn't get charged with a fine. The cops said he was too annoying to keep. Soda was pissed off at me after that, saying that it was my fault that he had been jailed. "Well Soda, I never actually thought you would do it." "But you said!" "And you where stupid enough to agree with me." "-.-" When we got to back to the house we 'cuddled' all together, 'watched' a movie and just 'enjoyed' each other's company. Then we got bored of acting normal and we went back to being us. We played Seven Minutes in Heaven and Pony got Miss Spider. Note: Pony doesn't like spiders very much. But who cares, really? We got him in and then made bets on who would come out alive. Miss Spider won. Now Soda ows me a 100 bucks. :) Then it was Darry and Soda's turn and we got them in. There was a lot of noise, but we heard some things pretty clearly. "Well what do you want me to do?" "Do it right." lol I wonder what went on in there. After a couple of hours of incest we sat down to dinner. Or rather sat down to throw food at each other. There went an hour of cooking I'll never get back. I guess that's why we had a food fight. -.- Then I started to feel sick so they drove me back home. And this is the story of a girl, who begged for normal siblings and got these. :P