She Underestimated Just Who She Was Stealing From

There's so many things I'm feeling right now. So many that I can't even describe. But I'm trying really had not be angry. I had a little encounter with dear Miss Marcia yesterday. I was walking with towards the DX to see who wanted to hang out or something. And there she was, sitting on the hood of her car talking to Dallas and Jamie. Jamie looked pissed and Dallas was just enjoying himself. I wondered what was going on, so I walked up towards them. "Hey guys. What's up." But they didn't hear me cause just a few seconds later Jamie yelled at Marcia. "You fucked my brother, you dirty whore?!" Whoa. I just stood there. "What?!" And the three of them turned to look at me. Dallas was really direct about the whole thing. "Kit, would you like to give me a blowjob cause your boyfriend cheated on you." I wanted to punch him were it hurt so bad but I kept my composture. "Um, no Dallas, I do not want to give you a blowjob. That's what you got Blair for." I turned to look at Jamie and at Marcia. Jamie looked sincerly apologetic with the whole thing and kind of uncomfortable. Marcia was, I can't even begin to describe the look of pleasure in her face. "What?!" Jamie took a step back, probably keeping a safe distance between her and my fists. "Marcia hook up with Two-Bit." Jamie almost whispered. I turned to look from Marcia to Jamie and then back to Marcia. "That's right. Your boyfriend cheated on you."

I took a deep breath. "Didn't mommy tell you, Marcia, that stealing other people's toys ain't very nice." Marcia turned her head to the side. "Well, it ain't stealing if the toys aren't yours anymore." "Ooh, cat fight." And Jamie shot Dallas a look. "What's that supposed to mean?" Marcia chuckled. "I didn't force him to do anything, KitKat, he reached out to me. He wanted to spend some time with me. Didn't he tell you? He can be himself around me. Said so himself." I ultimately refused to believe her. But everything she said. It was as splinter, working its way through everything we had built. I took a deep breath and stared directly at her. "Was he good? I mean, was it worth it?" Jamie probably thought I was out of my mind for asking such question and I reassured her I knew what I was doing. Marcia didn't hesistate to answer me. "Yes he was, and yes it was all very worth it." I nodded. "Good, because I'm about to punch you." And that's were I threw dignity out the window and reached out to hit her. But Dallas hold me back. He carried me as I fought off his grip trying to reach out for the slut. Marcia just laughed and when I calmed down, Dallas put me back on the ground. "You know, you shouldn't be taking it all on me. Two-Bit was responsible too." "I don't care who stared it. I just want you to end it." "I'll end it when he says so." "Fine. And he will."

Then I got on my car and drove away, annoyed way out of mind. I drove around town for a few hours. Not really wanting to go home. Not really having anywhere else to go. I just wanted to calm down before I did anything drastic. Finally, I ended up in front of my door. I opened it. It looked like no one was home, until I walked towards my room. Two-Bit was laying on the bed watching some TV. "Hey." I said. He turned to look at me and smiled when he did. "Hey. Where you been?" I decided to make it fast and hopefully, painfree. "I know about you and Marcia, Two-Bit." His smile faded. "What?" I nodded. "She was at the DX today and she told me all about it." Two-Bit sighed as he turned off the TV and walked over towards me. "I'm sorry." He said as he placed his hand on my cheeks and moved a few strings of hair from my face. "I should've told you." I looked down for a moment. "It's okay." He looked confused. "Wait, you're not mad?" I shook my head. I was trying not to be. "No. I mean, people make mistakes, right? And you're sorry." He smiled and kissed me. "You're the best." He whisper in my ear. I know. Then one kiss led to another and one touch led to another and I decided two can play the game.

Bitches Don't Just Happen; They're Made

I'm gonna kill someone. I'm gonna kill HER. So Monday was International Beat The Physicotic Ex-Girlfriend Day. Okay, so I may have made it up, but who cares, really? I gave everyone something to do. So Dim and I had long talk about little Megan, because the bitch called... again. At the point were we actually had to tell the doorman to not let her in the freaking building. We were sitting on the living room, while the rest of the people were sound asleep. "What are we gonna do about her? She's become too much of a problem." I said tapping my fingers against the sofa. It was three in the morning and I couldn't sleep. "She's always been a problem, Kit. Just that now, everyone's been able to see it." I nodded. "Tell me something about her. I just one reason. Just one reason to track her down and kill her." Okay, so maybe not literally 'kill her' but maybe, perhaps a serious beat down. "What to say? She's a bitch." I scoffed. "That doesn't say much. I'm a bitch, Dawn's a bitch, Blair's a bitch. You gotta be more specific." Dimwit chuckled. "Well, she kept Chase to herself and didnt want him to be around his friend. She kept telling him she came first. She torture Chase's best girl friend mentally and ruined her self esteem so much that she killed herself. She threatened Chase, telling him to never break up with her. She would try to get in his pants all the time in public. Once at a party she tried to get me to sleep with her. Big HELL NO.-" "Stop! I can only kill her once!" Dimwit chuckled but continued. "She would comment on his clothes and hair and if she didnt like it he couldn't wear it. She would tell people about all the hot sex they would have when I know for a fact he never once slept with her. She told my best friend Ashley that she just wanted Chase to knck her up so she could dump him and ruin his social life." Wow... "Hey! I thought I was your best friend!" He shot me a glare. "Not the important part, Curtis!" I chuckled. "I know, I know. Damn." "Yeah... So what now?" "If she comes back, let her, but call me." I winked at him, got up and went to sleep. *insert devilish smile*

The phone rang. It was Chase. Not five minutes later, we where back in the apartment. "Remember me?" And we started beating her, until Chase said to drag her to the lot. And that's what we did. With a duct tape over her mouth and Carson's tight grip, we drove her to the lot. I felt like those people that people have people that have other people call. :D We took the tape off of her, like a band-aid, fast and painful. "Why are you doing this to me? What the hell did I ever do to you?" I decided to do the talking because if I am being honest, I had a hell of a lot to say to her. I leaned down next to her. "Honey, have you ever heard of a lovely force called Karma? Well let me tell you, Karma's only a bitch if you are." And so Dawn got on top of her and threw some punches here and there, specially in the face. But we kept her concious. "I'll tell the police about you. This is not fair! You'll pay for this!" I chuckled. "Hmm. Like it was fair what you did to Kelly? You see, little Megan, you can go and tell whoever you want about us. But you what will happen when we get to testify? I don't think 'I drove a girl to commit suicide' really makes you look good." Then, because she really had nothing else to do. She spit on me. The bitch spit on me. Major ewww. So I punched her. Quite painfully. One good thing about being a skinny ass, is that your knuckles are just skin and bone and if you have ever been punched by someone like that, you know, it hurts like hell. "You see, no matter what we do to you today. Nothing, will ever be as bad as what you did to her."

You have to see Preggo Blair beating someone up. It's hilarious as shit. So many uncontrollable hormones. And Angela and Jamie grabbed her arms and legs and pulled her towards them. I think I heard something crack. Ouch. And Jelly, boy, an angry Jelly is never a good thing. Because Megan even had the nerve to call her Dimitri's new slut. Mix that with a merry-go-round and you get Megan literally all over the place. But the one that really just made my day was Dawn cause she brought a baseball bat with her. Okay, so maybe it was a inflatable bat, but it still hurts when she punches you in the eyes with it. But the really great part came later, when we took her to the Curtis' residence and cleaned her up, half unconciouss. I made the call of a lifetime and waited. A devil smile and waited. Dawn and I knew that no matter what we did, nothing would be good enough, so after my talk with Dimitri, I had it all planned. We dropped her off at the hotel she was staying, drugged her, so what she would remember from the day before would only be a bad dream. I woke up Chase and filled him in. And no surprised, he was more than delighted to help. The phone rang. "Hmm. Right on schedule." I said. "Hey." Chase said. "Chase! I just got your message." "Look, Megan, I'm so sorry about everything. I just realized that what you and me have, well, nothing can ever break it. So, will you meet me?" I saw the look of disgust in Chase's face. What I would've payed to have seen Megan's. There was a small silence. "There's a park right in front of my hotel. The spot next to the pond?" "See you there." He hang up. "Woah Chase, I didn't know you had it in you." He shrugged. "I have my moments." So with a plan in mind, Chase went to meet Megan, while Dawn and I went to meet someone else.

We waited for them and listened closely. "This is why you and me should always be together Chase. It's things like this that bring us closer. You and me, everyday." She tried to grab her hand but Chase push her off. "Look Megan, I don't want you in my life anymore, you little bitch. What you did to Kelly is unforgivable. I hate you. And there is nothing I regret more than having date you." Megan looked so pissed and confused. "What?! But you said-" And that's where she started playing her abandoned puppy charade. "So you're just gonna go back to that Dawn like nothing ever happened and just leave me all alone?" That was our cue. "Oh, you're not alone, Megan." Dawn said. And Megan's eyes narrowed. I bet she suddenly remembered last night. "Yeah, we're here now, and we brought some people that really want to see you." I added.

The only thing feared by the spawn of Satan? Mom and Dad. The look on Megan's face. That made it all worth it. "Okay um, mom, dad, this is not what you think, you have to believe me." I placed a hand over her shoulder. "There, there, Megan, it's gonna be okay." "No, this time it won't." Her mom stepped in. Oh snap. "Or, it won't." Dawn added walking to her other side. "Your parents were so worried, Megs, they told us everything. How you were supposed to be in Rockwall Instituion but instead hitchhiked into another town stealing credit cards and stalking people to find your ex-boyfriend." She tried to avoid my glance. "You didn't see where they send me. That place was awful. It was- it was in Utah." Well, what else do you expect from a mental institution. "We were trying to help you." The Mrs. said. "I've had enough. I have to go." "Megan, stop!" Her dad grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her back. "Yes, Megan, stay, we'll go." Dawn said. "Oh, that reminds me, I almost forgot to leave you the information we discussed with your parents." I handed her a brochure. She looked at it with fear in her eyes. "What's this?" "Where you're going." Said Mr. "A boot camp for troubled girls." I couldn't have said it better myself. "Dawn and Kitty were kind enough to do some research." We gave our most angelic smile. Then we lean in and whispered in her ear. "Have fun in reformatory school." We said, as the three of us walked away.

Poor thing. I almost felt bad for Megan. But she should know. Leave it to us Greasers to know bitches don't just happen; they're made.

I Hear The Call Of A Lifetime Change

Ten more minutes and hell would finally be over. Blah blah blah blah blah. It'd be funny if the ceiling dropped on her and we would all be excused from her class for the rest of the year. 9 minutes with 40 seconds, you gotta be kidding me. I rested my head on the desk and prayed to God someone would shut her up. Then my phone rang, or more like vibrated, in my pocket. That is a really pleasing vibration ;). I took it out and checked the caller's ID. It was Soda. I glanced at the clock again. Six more minutes. Oh well, Soda could wait. Don't bet on it. By the time the bell rang, I had seven missed calls. That made me wonder. First, my dear brother knew I was in school so it just had to be important. Second, even if it was not important, it sounded desperate. So I dialed back and the person who answered took me off guard. "Kitty?...I need you." I could barely understand what he was saying. There was a none-stop burst of cries. Oh god... "Soda, what happened?" But I couldn't get past anything more than just a simple "I need you" again so I ran towards my car, not really caring if I skipped class, and drove like crazy towards the house.

I looked all over for him but he wasn't anywhere to be found. Finally I heard the cries, so I opened the door to my old room and there he was. Curled up in the bed he looked like a mess. I sat down next to him and pulled him towards me, hugging him tight. "It's ok. Shhhh." I gently rocked him back and forth like mom used to do and brushed his hair with my fingers. A million things ran through my mind. Every thought more scary than the other. Finally, I just had to ask. "Soda, what happened?" He turned to look at me and his expression made me gulp but I put on the bravest face I had because I knew he was looking for comfort in me. "I uh..." He took deep breaths. I couldn't even begin to imagine how hard it must be for him. "I sleept with... with... with Sandy." Talk about strong statements. I held him even tighter as I made sense of what he had just told me. He slept with Sandy which means he cheated on Katie which means he's hurt which means it could hurt her. Yeah, my brain was that slow. I could see now why he was so upset. I gave him all the time he needed to cry and it felt like years just standing there not knowing what to do. "Kitty, what am I going to do?" He asked. I was about to say something highly innapropiate but I shut up. "You gotta tell Katie." Simple answer, not so simple to do. He looked at me in a way that clearly said he was hoping I could come up with something better. But I was right and he knew it. "Look, I'm not going to lie and say that what you did was ok or that there is an excuse to justify it. It was a mistake but you can't lie about it cause it will only make it worst. You're really sorry and that counts for something. Katie will understand, I promise. It might be hard at first but she'll understand, if you tell her now before she finds out from someone else." He cried harder and for a moment I felt like the adult. "But first, you gotta learn everything that happened." I handed him a box of tissues and just then his phone rang. Caller's ID: Sandy. Before I could reach for the phone Soda picked it up.

They agreed that she would come over. I silently thanked God Katie was still at work. A few minutes later, Sandy was out the door and I stayed in the room to give them some privacy, and if you ever been in my room you know you can hear whatever it's going on at whatever part of the house. :D Three pregnancy tests later. Yeah, they where positive. Which made me frown in confusion. Pregnancy may not be the only reason Sandy was late. I walked towards the bathroom. "Soda, can you give me a moment with Sandy, please." He nodded and closed the door behind him. She looked scared to see me. I wasn't going to yell at her or anything because that wasn't my place or anyone's place. "Sandy, I know that the pregnancy tests where positive, but with your physical apperance" I refrained from saying your skinny ass can't have any kids. "It is unlikely that the pregnancy would be successful. I mean you know that one of the consequences of an eating disorder is infertility." She nodded and told me how she didn't believe the test and wanted a doctor's appointment to make sure. Out of the goodness of my heart, a shocker I know, I offered to go with her. I didn't really want another niece or nephew on its way.

Then she left and Soda was a bit more stable. He looked defeated. Damn. I never seen him so down before. I placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's time to tell her." So he called Katie and she came rushing in a few minutes with the same assumption I had had that something was wrong. I think Soda almost had another bawling fit when she saw her. "Katie? I have to tell you something." So I gave them some privacy and went outside.

All Those Lonely, Lonely Times

"Kitty? What are you doing here?" Dimitri's confused face stared at me. "What? Now I need an invitation?" He shook his head as I closed the door behind me. "No dummy, but Jelly said she was going to hang out with the girls. I just assumed you where with her." I nodded. Jelly had thought it'd be fun to have a girl's night out, but I wasn't really in the mood to party or hang out or do whatever she had in mind for us. I just wanted someone to talk to. I stood nervously playing with my fingers. "Kit, what's wrong?" Dimitri said. I shook my head. "That's the thing. I don't know what's wrong. But I thought I could come here and maybe talk about it." I walked over to the side of his bed. He was still hooked up to some machines. Jelly's dad had said that he'd be able to go home at the end of the week. We where all eager for Friday. I was convinced this would've been a hell of a lot easier if we where in the sanity of his house, where there was the reassurance that no one would burst in unannounced.

"Ok, so let's talk." He said. The way he smiled made me feel like I could him everything. Every single thought that worried my mind. But I wasn't really sure how to start so I asked for his help. "Mind if you start doing the talking? I think it would be better." He tried his best to not look confused, for which I was thankful. He took a deep breath before speaking. "Well, you know how Jelly and I just celebrated our eight month anniversary." I nodded. How can anyone miss those? "After Chase took Jelly out, Dr. Winston, I mean James, can by to check on me and we talked for a while." A smile plastered through his face and I wondered what he was about to say. "We talked about Jelly mostly. And I asked him what he would think if I asked Jelly to marry me." At the M word I think I almost jumped of joy. I had to remember that a) Dim was a boy so he wouldn't do the happy dance with me and b) even if he did he was literally incapacitated. Hehe... "Yeah. He said he would be happier about it. Which lead me to think. It was right to save Jelly. I love her more than anything. I couldn't bear anything hurting her. That's why it was worth it. I would've probably lost my mind if she had been in my place." I smiled gently. "You know, I really want to say that if you do that again I will beat you, but no. It's not that I want you to get ran over by a car or anything, what I'm saying is that if one of us is ever trouble, we would be more than lucky to get saved by you. If that makes any sense at all." I really felt like I was talking in circles. Twisting the words around so that no one could understood me. It was frustrating though because I always had a way with words. To say what I really meant the way I meant it. Dimitri seeme to read my thoughts. "Yeah I get it. And don't worry if there's ever another damsel in distress or one of the guys can't seem to throw a punch coughDallascough, I'll be there." I chuckled and punched lightly on his good shoulder. "Now you're being a kissass." We laughed for a moment. Genuine laughs that hang in the air. I almost forgot something was wrong. That was, until he brought it up. -.-

"So, what's up with you? How you feeling?" I had meant to chuckled in a mocking manner but all that came out was an arrogant scoff. Slightly what I wanted to portray. "You have no idea." He stared patiently at me and when I didn't continue he spoke. "Well then, give me an idea." I sighed. I really didn't want to get into that. I never really talked about it with anyone. But I knew that Dimitri wouldn't stop asking until he got what he wanted. It took me a moment to put it in words. "Sometimes I feel like I am made of paper, you know. Very delicate, very fragile. When people see me they look at my body and they instantly know that there's something wrong. They need to be careful. I don't want them to be careful. It's like I'm not even myself anymore. Like I have this boundary limiting my every move." There was a small silence. He had pulled the trigger and now I couldn't stop talking. I wondered if that was a good thing or not. "Before you woke up, Grandma Liz took me to see a doctor. Easy to say that she wasn't very happy with me. I'm not really gonna repeat what she said because there's no use but what's important is that I have to find a reason, a physicological reason, that lead to starvation. And then make amends with it." I scoffed again. "It's easy for her to say. I have no idea what's wrong. I just know it happened." Long paused, maybe a sniffled. "There are days, you know, when I feel like crap. Like nothing-even-matters crap. Those are the days when it feels like I should just give in and be done with it. But then, like Grandma Liz said, that wouldn't be fair to anyone. She's right. But it's not enough. Everything she said is not enough to fully convince me that I don't want this."

I felt small tears fill in my eyes and escape through my cheeks. I turned around so that Dimitri wouldn't see me cry because I can't stand it. He rested his hand over mine. "Kitty, it's ok to cry. Really. I'm your best friend. I don't judge. We're the none judging Breakfast Club." I chuckled at the last part. He had been spending too much time with Jelly. But despite that, he was right. So I turned around to face him with tears in my eyes. He smiled warmly at me and I nodded. I took a deep breath before continuing. "A couple of days ago I took a pregnancy test because I was late. I've never been late in my entire life so it was quite a shock. I figured out later that I had been late for two months now and two months ago I hadn't had sex, so it all just made sense." I paused and he nodded in understanding. "Anyway, as I held the pregnancy test, negative if I must say, it hit me. This is real. I mean this is really happening. I'm getting married in June and then we may start a family. I'm not ready to start a family and the only reason I didn't tell Two-Bit about it is that I didn't want him to think I was getting cold feet. I'm not. Dammit, I love him more than anything and I want this more than anything else, but I'm-." It took me a moment to put into words, mostly because by this time I was actually crying. "I'm- I'm scared." I said. "Oh Kitty." Dimitri said. He leaned forward all he could and stroke my cheek. "Come here." I laid down next to him, trying me best to take as little room as possible so I wouldn't make him uncomfortable. He hugged me tighly as I silently sobbed. "It's ok to be scared. There's nothing wrong with that. And I think you should talk to Two-Bit about this too, he'll understand. Don't worry." I closed my eyes for a moment and we stood in silence for a while. I was really trying to calm myself down. I felt better, in a way.

"So," I said after all was well. "You and Jelly are getting pretty serious huh? I call engagement ring?" I cleaned my eyes with a tissue and smiled because this news really did make me happy. "Yeah, I guess that would in order. But we'll see." "Do I get to choose? Be the noisy best friend that picks up the ring?" He cocked an eyebrow. "I might regret this but ok. "Yes!" I said jumping off the bed with joy. "Yay another wedding! There's gonna be a cake and a reception, and, I bet Jell-O would look sexy in creamy white!" Dimitri laughed at me. "Slow down, nothing's decided." I nodded. "Fine." "Ya feeling better?" "A little. Thanks, you know, for listening. I really need it."

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