Изгои

“I never had one.” She whispers.

“Had what?” I said,walking through the rows of pine trees all lined up.

“A Рождество Tree.” Y/N mutters.

I turn around, mouth open. “Really?”

She nods her head. “Daddy was so drunk he didn’t even know it was Christmas… And mom didn’t have the money anyways.” She says casually, fingering one of the branches of a tree.

“Well that’s going to change. We’ll get one every year, I promise.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“My dad сказал(-а) that.” She сказал(-а) quietly. “So really really?”

“Really really.” I smile, pulling her into a hug.

“Can...

Prologue: Ты are a 16 years old greaser living in Tulsa, staying with your cousin two-bit whom Ты called mouse. Ты were dating sodapop curtis and good Друзья with the gangs. Johnny and dally are still alive and sandy is long gone. Imagine: Ты had been walking around the streets, when out of nowhere the rain began ,pouring like a sinners sweat in church. Ты were blocks away from Ты Главная but only down the улица, уличный from your Boyfs Sodapop's. As Ты approached the gate Ты could hear laughin from inside, the whole gang was there. Ты jogged up the steps and through the door. The entire gang...