You had known the gang of greasers sense you where a kid. They had basically adopted you as the group's little brother, even if you weren't biologically related. They knew your mother didnt take the best care of you, especially after your dad died, and they always seemed to be there.

It was late at night, 2AM on an thursday. You felt like shit pyschically, to be honest. You had a bad headache, probably the fever or something. Your mom was drinking her life away downstairs again, So you where scared to ask for medicine.

So, You decided to go to the curtis brothers. You knew you would be safe there. Despite how weak and tired you felt, You got out the window and walked to the house. They always left their door unlocked, just incase someone in there gang needed to stay there at any given moment- Wether it be Johnny taking a break from his deadbeat parents, Dallas getting kicked out again, Your mother being shit again, as this wasnt the first time, Or literally anything- It was there.

You quietly walked in, trying not to be too loud as you knew it was late. You walked into the living room. It was quiet in the house. You knew that besides Darry, Ponyboy And Sodapop- Johnny was probably somewhere here too, sense he always was on thursdays, Maybe Two-Bit and even dallas or something, where most likely in the house.

You felt like you where on the verge of passing out as you grabbed the medicine from the cabniet.