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she looks at him with a distinctly dubious grimace. she’d thought it was an ironic answer, a clear deflection from his seemingly innocuous question. no, the youngest mathews child wasn’t too keen on talking about herself. she never had been. her heart would beat just a little faster and she’d be on pins and needles until the attention averted anywhere but on her.  seeing as though deflecting wasn’t going to work, she finishes off the rest of her drink, wishing she’d gotten herself something stronger before hand.  

it’s an open-ended question, how hard could it be? she clears her throat. “ well, i’ve always lived in tulsa. i’m from the east side, so your neighborhood is a little extravagant for me. i go to will rogers high school. i work at the dingo as a waitress part time.. um, maybe you’ve heard of my brother, two-bit. he hangs around with the curtis clan. ”  she tells him matter-of-factly, hoping she’d been able to satisfy his curiosity. 

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that was a pretty lame stunt you pulled today. 

“ lame stunt? ” she gives him a stern look of disbelief, pink lips pressing into a thin line. “ those guys were gonna hurt you johnny, badly. what was i supposed to do? just let it happen? i think a better response would be ‘ thank you ’. ” she scoffs, glancing around the lot before hazel eyes settle on him sternly. 

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she laughs with him, her body relaxing into the sofa cushions. he wasn’t the fraternity social she had initially assumed he would be. now he seemed silly and sweet. 

gianna’s brows furrow together, and she laughs in surprise at the sudden deepness of his questions. “ you’re asking me existential questions about myself? ” she contemplates the question half-heartedly before turning to him with a shrug. “ i don't know. i’m just a walking skeleton like everyone else. ”

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she scoffs, pink lips pressing into a thin line. she’d lost too many people, too young. he couldn’t die, she wouldn't let him. “ why are you doing this? ” she pleads to him, hazel eyes finally glancing over to him. to be young, and in love. moments like this always feel like the end of the world. 

she sighs as he takes a hold of her arms, facing him with dismal expression. what did she want? of course they were too young to be married. gianna couldn’t support the two of them on diner tips. she takes a moment to contemplate her response before continuing. “ i want you to give us a chance. i want you to stop talking about dying. ” she bites her lip thoughtfully, her voice just above a whisper. “ we could always leave. go west, far away from these assholes that are scaring you. i have some savings; s’not much, but it’d get us there. until we both get jobs. that wouldn’t be so bad, right? ” she relaxes into his touch, leaning her forehead against his shoulder with a sigh. 

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starters from the 1967 book, THE OUTSIDERS by s.e. hinton

“quit shaking me, i’m okay.”

“they didn’t hurt you too bad, did they?”

“you’re bleedin’ like a stuck pig.”

“did they pull a blade on you?”

“they ain’t gonna hurt you no more.”

“you’re crazy, ( name ), out of your mind.”

“what were you doin’, walkin’ by your lonesome?”

“you don’t ever think.”

“it’s just because you’re the baby — i mean, he loves you a lot.”

“how come you dropped out?”

“what’s it like?”

“take your feet off my chair and shut your trap.”

“oh, my, my, you’ve got me scared to death.”

“guess what i’ve been in for?”

“you don’t look the type.”

“what’s your name?”

“what’s a nice, smart kid like you running around with trash like that for?”

“glory, what time is it?”

“you what?!”

“oh no! no, not my hair!”

“i’m still tired.”

“things have been happening so fast … “

“i killed a kid last night.”

“there sure is a lot of blood in people.”

“i’ll stop crying in a minute … i can’t help it.”

“nothing gold can stay.”

“i always remembered it because i never quite got what he meant by it.”

“i look lousy, but don’t rub it in.”

“i’ll get them, don’t worry!”

“and don’t but me about it.”

“you shouldn’t be smoking.”

“he didn’t get much sleep this week. he hardly slept at all.”

“he’s getting might big to be carried.”

“i can’t feel anything below the middle of my back … ”

“you’ll be okay.”

“i don’t want to die now. it ain’t enough.”

“it’s not fair.”

“i don’t want to see her.”

“i am a menace to society. man, do i have fun!”

“stay gold, ( name ), stay gold.”

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gianna’s feet remain cemented on the grass where she’s been standing, watching cisco with a look of dismay as he rambled on. it certainly wasn’t what she wanted to hear; each word causing a sharp pang of anguish in her chest. she does her best to fight back the hurt and disappointment, physically only leaving anger in its wake.  “ that’s bullshit. ” she scowls, arm crossing tightly in front of her chest. 

“ you’re a fucking coward, francisco. ” she swallows hard, pushing down the lump tightening in her throat. she ached all over and her eyes burned. she bites down on her lip hard before continuing with a shaky sigh. “ i fucking love you. so you- you can’t say things like that to me. you just can’t. it’s bullshit. ” her voice drops to a whisper and she turns away from his outstretched hand, brushing the side of her face against her leather jacket and digging the toe of her shoe into the ground. 

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“ what was it? ” she saunters over to him, wrapping her arms around him from behind and nestling her head against his shoulder. “ we’ll figure it out, yeah? together. just, don’t beat yourself up about it. ” she presses a kiss to his cheek, then resting her chin on his shoulder. 

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The half-demon sighs, covering his face with his hands before looking up at Gianna. “I set something on fire today,” he begins, looking down at his hands. “I didn’t even use a lighter. It was like my brain set it on fire. Fucking weird.”

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she remains near the doorway, watching cliff remove his wet hoodie and approach one of the couches. her brow furrows and she stifles a laugh in regards to everything revealed under the cushion. ‘ what kind of place is this? ’ she wonders to herself. 

her feet remain cemented to the spot she's been standing, hazel eyes watching the boy pack a bowl. the thought occurs that it might be weird for her to come across as standoffish, she was still at a party after all. she laughs softly, sauntering over to take a seat next to cliff, leaving a small space between the two. “ i’m okay for now, ” she motions to her cup with a gentle swirl, “ thanks, though. ”

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she watches patiently while the boy stirs awake, adjusting to the sun peaking through the slits in the blinds. her brother was the first to leave that morning, presumably headed to the curtis house for his breakfast consisting of chocolate cake and beer. her mother was next, eating a quick breakfast of eggs, toast, and coffee with her daughter before running out the door for work. ‘keep an eye on johnny.’ her mother told her. ‘don’t leave him here by his lonesome.’ gianna nodded, agreeing to do as her mother told her. it’s not like she had somewhere else to be anyways. she could put a dent in the new book she’d been reading. 

“ it’s just past noon. ” she lightly shrugs her shoulders indifferently, hazel eyes looking to the boy. “ you must’ve really needed the sleep; i was just coming to make sure you were still alive. ” she tucks a brunette strand of hair behind her ear, continuing. “ do you feel any better, do you need anything? i could put on a pot of coffee.. ”

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WHICH BEAST DOES YOUR ANGER BRING OUT?

BLACK MAMBA 

For the most part, you are totally shy and don't go looking for any trouble, but when someone confronts you, it is game on. When someone makes you mad, you don't stop until that person is destroyed entirely. Just like the Black Mamba, when you bite back, it is pretty much always fatal for your opponent.

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