Disclaimer: I don't own Steve. But I do own Maggie. And I don't own the lyrics Over My Head by The Fray, either.
I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue
"I'm leaving." her voice was firm but quiet and inside, she was doubting her decision. She had to fight to keep her bottom lip from quivering and her hands from shaking. She had made up her mind...
"What?" Steve questioned, eyeing the bag over her shoulder and the hat on her head. His old DX cap...
Her breaths came in ragged gasps as she put her body weight into another punch, hoping the stupid bastard didn't dodge it again. The fight was still going strong despite having been going on for at least 2 hours and it seemed like every time one of them dropped another one just came and took his place. They were multiplying like flies and her energy was leaving her quickly, just like it was the rest of them.
She groaned and grabbed her stomach as an elbow connected with it and leaned forward, ready to empty her stomach's contents on the ground and all over herself. Nothing came up though and she didn't know whether to be thankful or to curse all living things.
She could feel her hand shaking as she dealt yet another punch. Things weren't looking good for the greasers and socs and she doubted if they would start to look better…
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
"I'm leaving." she said again with a firm nod of her head. "You don't understand, Steve. All I ever do is mess things up. I screw everything up! I can't do this anymore. I don't want to keep screwing up. You're going to go on, Steve. You're going to finish high school and then you're going to save up your money, move out of your dad's house, and then you're gonna meet a girl. You're gonna get married and have kids, Steve. You're worth something. You have an education. You know how to fix cars. You have something going for you. I'm worthless. I have school up until, what, the 7th grade? I always screw everything up and no one's going to hire me. I don't deserve to stay here, mooching off of you guys. Besides, everyone I know ends up getting hurt in some way. I don't want that to happen to you, too."
But that's how it's got to be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
She took in a deep breath. Her heart pounding in her ears from oxygen need and fear. Her eyes were steadily letting tears stream down her cheeks but she didn't bother to wipe them away. There was no use. More were going to take their place anyway. She was hurting everywhere and just when she thought she might get a few seconds break another one came at her. It was impossible to beat them and she didn't know why they were still trying, but for some reason they were.
And people were just getting hurt for it.
Her head spun as she took another blow to her cheek and she knew she had to be bloodied all over. She wanted to let herself collapse to the ground but she didn't, and she wasn't sure what was helping her keep going.
Her heart almost flooded with relief as she saw Tim. He was the first familiar person she had seen since the fight started and she was glad to know he was still there with her. She made her way towards him, picking off as many as she could but all the while taking punches herself. Tim looked like a machine, punching one after the other and taking on 3 or 4 guys at a time. It was definitely guys like Tim that won rumbles for the greasers and Maggie was thankful he was on their side.
A sharp pain shot up her back when she was only a few feet away from Tim and she fell to her knees against her will. Her hand went to hold her screaming back and her eyes all but rolled into the back of her head. The pain was getting to be too much and she wondered how long it would be before she passed out.
"Get up!" she heard Tim yell at her. She tried to get up, like he said, but she was only knocked down again. She landed flat on her stomach and a few seconds later she was flipped onto her back. A guy was standing over her. He was missing a lot his teeth, had more scars then Tim, and he smelled disgusting. A swift kick to the balls was all it took to bring him down and after a lot of struggling Maggie managed to get back to her feet. She made her way towards Tim again and put her back to his back, hoping they could make some sort of system out of it.
A kind of 'you watch my back, I'll watch yours' thing. So far it was working.
Deep down though, Maggie knew it wouldn't hold for long. They were just going to keep coming. There were too many of them and too few greasers and socs. She ducked as a punch flew towards her and gave a hard kick to the guy's shine. He gasped in pain but determination was in his eyes. It was not going to be easy to take him down. Maggie groaned as she threw a punch at his stomach, only to receive one in the face in return. She wanted to stop and scream out in pain and yell about how much it hurt, but she pushed on.
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears and
"Tim," she yelled, not bothering to turn around. "There's too many." she fought for a few minutes and when she didn't get a reply she turned. It took a few minutes before she found Tim in the crowd and when she did see him, she wished she hadn't. He was fighting against a guy with a long pocket knife in his hand. Whoever it was knew how to use it and was taking strategic swings at Tim every once in a while but still saving his energy. She fought her way towards a better spot so she could watch the scene play out and she couldn't decide if it was going to go bad or good. She watched with interest as they dodged each other, over and over again, neither one of them taking an advantage over the other. She knew it could go on forever and was contemplating whether or not to jump in when her decision was made for her.
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
A random guy was pushed back into Tim, sending Tim lurching forward giving the other guy a perfect opportunity to plunge his knife into Tim's stomach. Maggie watched in horror as the guy twisted the knife cruelly. She cried out again as a chill ran down her spine. Her speed increased and she knocked down anyone in her path.
She needed to be there.
Her heart pounded as she skidded to a halt just in time to catch Tim as he started to fall.
"You're okay." she told him, nodding her head repeatedly. "You're okay." she went on. She knew she was only trying to convince herself and from the look on Tim's face he knew it too.
"No, I'm not." he rasped out as she gently lowered him to the ground.
Let's rearrange
I wish you were a stranger I could disengage
Just say that we agree and then never change
Soften a bit until we all just get along
But that's disregard
You find another friend and you discard
As you lose the argument in a cable car
Hanging above as the canyon comes between and
"Oh, shit." Maggie said as she clutched onto his back tightly, pulling him closer to her. His hands were covering his stomach, the place he had been stabbed and blood was seeping out. It was like the other rumble all over again and Maggie didn't know how she could stand it if she lost Tim.
Don't think about it, she urged herself. Tears welled in her eyes and she let them fall, knowing there was no way to stop them.
Her heart plunged as she slowly watched Tim's face go pale.
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
"You're not worthless. I can teach you, Mags. You can learn. You can go back to school." Steve trailed off, longing and hope in his eyes. "And Tim dieing was not your fault. He died protecting his sister and all the rest of the greasers out there. Not just you."
Maggie shook her head at him.
"It was my fault and you know it!" Maggie all but screamed. "I can't stick around here anyway. Everywhere I go I'll be reminded of Tim. My first really real kiss and my first love. The first guy that put butterflies in my stomach and helped me out of all the sticky situations I managed to get myself into. It was my fault, Steve. It was."
"You have your whole life ahead of you." he snapped harshly, cutting her off. "You can't just give up now. You're only 17 for fucks sake. You can't spend your whole life remembering him. You have to go on and forget. You have to put the past behind you."
"Well, I can't very well do that if I stay here!" she snapped back at him, taking a step towards him angrily.
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on
"You can't run from this, Maggie!" Steve screamed, slamming his fist into the table. Maggie jumped and wrapped her arms around herself, thinking.
"I can and I will." she said finally, her voice soft and her eyes full of tears. "You can watch me."
"All we've ever seen is your back. You leave now you can't come back!" he yelled, venom in his eyes and his voice.
"That's how it's going to be?" she asked, a tear spilling over her check and landing on the floor.
And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and its effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around
Never thought that you wanted to bring it down
I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves
"That's how it's going to be." he said, finality in his voice. Maggie nodded slowly.
So be it, she thought. She uncrossed her arms and moved towards the door.
"Get a nice view of my back, your not going to see it again." she told him quietly before walking out the door.
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
Everyone knows
She's on your mind
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
I'm in over my head
I'm over my
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
Author's Note: So I guess everyone just lost interest in this or something? I don't know. I do know, thought, that I got discouraged. No one was reviewing anymore and I felt like the story was going down hill. I also felt that you guys felt it was dragging on. So...I ended it. This is the last chapter you will see for this story and it's also the last you'll see of Maggie. Their won't be any more of these. I'm sure you guys are sick of her anyway. I tied up most of the loose ends except for what Dallas did when she left. I'm sure you guys can piece that together. Thanks for your reviews and most of your support. Wish it could have ended better. Sorry guys. :(