Darry was your overprotective older brother; ever since your parents had died in a car accident he'd been strict with you. You used to be good siblings, get on really well and always like the same movies; now he was like the dad of the house, whatever he said went. He worked hard to make sure you didn't slip through his fingers- which you were.

everyday he saw his baby sister, little by little, grow up and he hated it. He knew it was a part of life but he wished you didn't have to grow up. It was fine with his other brothers, they could make good decisions and look after theirselves, but because you were the only girl they all felt the need to look after you, even though you constantly reminded them that you weren't a kid anymore and you didn't need them always on your back

it was 2am; you had accidently fallen asleep at your boyfriends house after sleeping with him. You awoke and immediately realised how late it was, darry was going to be livid. You quickly pulled on your clothes, not bothering to wake up your boyfriend, as you ran out of his house and all through town until you reached your house. You were out of breath, your cheeks pink from the cold and your clothes were all creased- it didn't take a genius to know what you and your boyfriend had been up to before you went to sleep

you hesitently walked into the house, not bothering to be quiet as you saw the living room light on. Darry was waiting, furiously. Sodapop was reading a magazine. Sodapop looked up at you, concerned. Ponyboy was sat on the floor, smoking a cigarette "where the hell were you!?" darry demanded as you walked straight into the bathroom, trying to clean yourself up. Darry stopped the door from shutting and stared angrily at you. You couldn't tell him the truth, he hated your stupid soc boyfriend so much.