Hey!! So this is an new story, I am trying out. I have no idea where this is taking me. So please review, I know it is short this is just the first chapter. I need your first thoughts on this. Those will help, anything will help.

So here is the gist of the story: This is a AU story, pre-book. Steve has a little sister, she is about five years old. Umm..more infomation will be given out in the later chapters.

The song bit for this is "Seven Years" By Norah Jones. Which is a beautiful song, when I heard it I almost cried. If you get a chance listen to it.

Thanks to Samatha for being a awosome Beta.

Disclamer: I do not own The Outsiders By S.E. Hinton. Nor do I own "Seven Years" By Norah Jones. I own the made up characters.


The Little One Chapter 1

Spinning, laughing, dancing to
her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
Is all alone

Eyes wide open
Always hoping for the sun
And she'll sing her song to anyone
that comes along

Fragile as a leaf in autumn
Just fallin' to the ground
Without a sound

Crooked little smile on her face
Tells a tale of grace
That's all her own

Norah Jones

"Here we are." The car came to a slow stop. I looked out the window, to my house. I wasn't in my car. My car had died when I tried to start it over at the Curtis's. And it was that night that I really needed the car. Make sense, right? Soda said that he would take me to my house, and we both would look at the car in the morning. I saw that my old man's car was out front which was surprising. Normally he was at the weekly girlfriend's house or at a bar. However, my surprise was short lived when I realized someone else was also in the house.

"Thanks, Soda. I gotta go. See you tomorrow," I said hurriedly, ready to jump out.

"Hey Steve, you don't have to go in there. You can spend the night at our place." He told me sincerely.

"I'll be fine. I'll come over if I need it." I told him. I opened the door and jumped out.

"Alright then, see you tomorrow and don't worry about your car." Soda said.

"I know. See ya." I closed the door and watched him drive away. I jogged up the faded porch steps, and opened the front door.

I looked around for my old man, and noticed him sitting on the old broken couch with his new girlfriend.

"Where you been boy?" He said roughly.

"Work." I answered shortly.

"Hmm…" He hummed. "You got any money on you?"

I knew he would take all the money I had on me and we needed it more. So I lied. "Nope. Paycheck doesn't come in till the end of the week."

His glare was on me, as he tried to see through my lie.

'Have you seen that little girl-" He started to say.

"You mean your daughter? Abigail?" I said tensely.

"Yea her. I wanna show Wanda her." He pointed to his current girlfriend.

"No your new weekly girl will not see Abigail." I said again tensely.

"Wanda! Go out to the car. I'll be there in a minute." He commanded. She got up, giving me a seductive look and strutted out of the room, I heard the front door slam open and close.

"You got some nerve, boy, to talk back to me." He said getting up.

"And you got nerve to ask for someone whose name you don't even know." I spat back.

He walked up to me. "You're lucky I don't kick you out of this house boy." He hissed.

"Do it. And you'll never see the two of us ever again." I told him seriously.

"Make sure you get some money tomorrow. We're starting to run short." He took one more glance at me, turned and opened the door slamming it shut once he was out.

I took a minute to regroup myself and calm myself down before I got ready to find Abby.

"Abby. Abby you in here? Come on baby it's safe to come out now." I slowly entered her room, in effort not to scare her if she was in there. However, I didn't see her. Only her small blue knapsack did I see. I left the room and went down the hall to my room. I opened the door and repeated my call.

"Abby, Abigail, its safe. Come on out."

I heard a slight noise ahead of me toward my closet.

"Stevie." A quiet voice asked. "Stevie is that you?"

"Yea kiddo, it's me." I said. All of a sudden the closet door opened a bit and a child's head peaked out. She had dark brown almost black hair that curled down to her shoulders. Her eyes were grayish blue which were wide. Once she saw me, she opened the closet door fully and ran to me. I bent down as she ran into me giving me a child-sized hug.

"You came. I knew you would come and get me." She muffly said in my shoulder.

"I would have tried to come sooner, if I had known. You have the number for the DX and the Curtis's household." I told her.

"I didn't want to bother you." Her timid voice sounded out.

"Next time call." I said looking into her eyes. She nodded. "Why don't you get some pajamas brush your teeth and get ready for bed."

"Okay!" She quickly ran out of the room and scampered down the hall way. I silently chuckle at her innocent way.

I took my shoes and coat off and grabbed a car magazine and sat on the bed, flipping through the pages. I would change my clothes and take a shower later that night once Abby was asleep. I heard the bathroom sink run, evident that she was brushing her teeth. Soon the water stopped and the light was turned off. She then came into my room and jumped onto the bed to where I was. She put her head on my lap and closed her eyes. I started to pet her hair, letting her curls go through my hand.


"Hmm?" I hummed.

"Does Daddy love me?" I suddenly stopped petting her hair, shocked at the question.

I didn't know what to say to her.

"Stevie, does Daddy love us?" She asked again.

I sighed. "Yes, Daddy loves us. Deep down, he loves us."

Then it got quiet again and I slowly started to pet her hair again. Her question was still stuck in my mind. Did he love us? I didn't know. It used to be different when I was younger. He didn't drink as much. Mom was still around at the time, and Abby was just a baby then. Things were different. Once she left, things changed, he started to drink more, and he changed.

I heard Abby starting to breathe lighter. I looked down to see her face. It was peaceful, and I wasn't about to wreck it with life's reality.

I tossed down the magazine and slowly picked Abigail bridal style. I started walking when Abby shifted slowly, snuggling closer to me. When I arrived in her room, I put her slowly on her bed and fixed her sheets to cover her. I took one more glance at her. She looked so peaceful, so young. So innocent.

I shut off the light and shut the door letting the darkness take over the room.

Well there it is. The first chapter. I don't know where this is going, so I hope you can review and give me your thoughts on this. Cause I am stuck.

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