The Outsiders Imagines

Curtis sister

I've heard before that if you're the youngest in a family you're babied by older siblings. This is the complete and utter truth, in my chaotic household anyway.

I'm not allowed to go anywhere without at least one the boys. I have to check with one of my brothers before I leave. I'm not even allowed to fight in the rumbles!

I wanted to prove to my brothers that I could look after myself. Well it was mainly Darry I had to prove it too. He's had so much stress and weight on his shoulders since mom and dad died.

I was sitting on the kitchen bench swinging my legs back and forth, watching Darry cook breakfast.

"(Y/N) pass me the cartoon of eggs will ya?" Darry asked facing the stove. I grabbed it and passed it to him to which he smiled in return.

"Darry..?" I asked slowly. I'd spoken to him about this before and I didn't want to frustrate him or annoy him.

"Yes doll?"

"Do you think...that maybe, I could go to the pictures today?"

"Sure," he replied instantly. I grinned from ear to ear, that was easier than expected.

"Ask Ponyboy or Johnny if they'll go with ya."

My grin dropped, I should've seen that coming.

"Do you think maybe I could go on my own?" I asked wearily.

"(Y/N) how many times have we had this conversation?" Darry asked tiredly turning to face me. His face creased in a certain way and I knew he was exhausted and tired of me asking.

"Please Darry, nothing will happen to me. I'll carry a blade it you want me to!" I cried.

"No (Y/N) if anything happens to you I'll never be able to forgive myself! Plus," he muttered turning back to the stove, "I promised mom and dad I'd protect you all."

"I'm sorry Darry." I mumbled before jumping off the bench.

I made my way quietly down to Sodapop and Ponyboy's shared bedroom. I slowly pushed their door open to see them asleep under the covers.

I chuckled to myself and threw myself onto their sleeping figures.

"Wake up!" I squealed.

I heard Ponyboy groan under my weight.

"Wait where's soda?" I asked pulling the covers off of my brothers face.

He grimaced, "how should I know, up for work probably."

I was suddenly tackled to the bed by Sodapop who began tickiling me with a grin on his face.

"S-s-soda! S-stop!" I squealed kicking and wriggling, trying to escape his tickiling.

"Never." He smirked

"P-pony! Help m-m-me!" I squealed.

"Sorry (Y/N) but no." He grinned and joined Soda in torturing me.

"Y-you t-t-traitor!" I squeaked.

Even though I absolutely hated, with a fiery burning passion, being tickled I loved moments like these. When we'd forget our worries and just have a little fun. Unfortunately my brothers definition of fun was torture to me.

"D-darry! S-s-save me!" I shouted for my eldest brother.

I heard Darry's footsteps down the hallway before he appeared in the doorway. His lips tugged into a little smile and his eyes seemed to light up.

"Come on you lot. Soda you'll be late for work." He chuckled before returning to the kitchen.

The boys finally stopped tickiling me allowing me to breath properly.

"Soda?" I asked once Pony had made his way to the shower.

"Yeah doll?" He smiled, showing his perfectly straight white teeth, much different to my misshapen ones.

"Could I go to the pictures today? B-by myself?" I asked pouting.

"Did you already ask Darry?" He cocked an eyebrow.

I rolled my eyes and nodded.

"Then whatever Darry said is your answer." He winked before walking out of the room.

"You suck Sodapop!" I shouted jokingly.

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A few hours later Ponyboy and I were walking to the pictures together.

"What are we seeing again?" Pony asked.

"Wouldn't have the slightest." I shrugged.

Ponyboy bounced an annoying red ball repeatedly as we walked.

"Pony how come I couldn't come by my own?" I asked cautiously. I was only a year younger than Ponyboy and he seemed to be able to go wherever he liked. Except he was usually told off by Darry cause he never used his head.

"Cause you're only little and a girl." Pony replied not taking his eyes of that red ball.

"I'm not little! I'm 13 not even a year younger than you!" I cried.

"You act like a five year old." Pony replied.

I pushed him in frustration and ran ahead. Not going anywhere near the pictures.

"(Y/N)!" Ponyboy shouted from behind me.

I ignored him and kept running. I had no idea where I was going all I knew was that I wanted to be on my own. The stores and houses seemed to blur into one long stretch of land in my peripheral vision.

I don't know how long I'd been running for. It felt like ten minutes before my lungs and legs started to burn which made me come to a stop outside a supermarket. I leaned against the wall of the building swallowing gulps of air.

I had no idea where I was. All I knew is that in my desperation to get away from my brother I'd ended up on the other side of town. The Soc's side.

I sat down against the wall that had some sale for fruit plastered across it in bright red chalk.

Fatigue started to fill my body but I knew if I fell asleep I'd sleep for hours, then I'd be home late and I already knew I was in enough trouble.

A Soc family came out of the supermarket just then and all looked at me with disgust in theit eyes.

I rolled mine, climbed to my feet and began the walk home. A few Soc's glanced at me but no one came near, no one even took a second look at me.

Eventually I came to our house that looked from the outside to be falling apart at the seems. I took a deep breath and made my way up to the porch and inside.

"(Y/N)!" Ponyboy shouted when he saw me and knocked me over in a hug.

"Why are you so touchy?" I asked giggling.

"Are you kidding me?" Ponyboy asked his brows furrowed in confusion.

"What?" I questioned.

"You ran away on my watch. Anything could have happened to you!"

"Well I'm fine and I can very well take care of myself!" I replied sharply and pushed past him.

"You're in alot of trouble miss." I heard Darry's deep voice from the kitchen.

"Oh crap." I whispered to myself.

Was that any good? I hope it was at least okay. I'm going to try and update more often! I had no idea how to end this so this is all.

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