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Pony's POV
"What the hell?" Soda screamed full of rage.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. It was an accident. I pleaded, trying to get him to see reason.
"Ya know what, I hate you. Just get out, I don't want you here. I don't care where you go I just don't want you here." Then he hit me. That stung, like a bullet through my heart. I didn't say anything because I didn't want Soda gettin' even madder. I just complied with his wishes, and walked out the door. I was crying, but I didn't care. Soda hated me, and that killed me. He didn't want me to go back, but Dally wasn't here to tell me where to go. I thought about it for awhile, and remembered an abandoned house about ten miles from here. If Soda didn't want me home, I wouldn't go home. I left, I didn't have anything, but what I was wearing.
*Soda*
What have I done? He didn't mean to break it. This was just like that night that I hated remembering. Only this time I was the one that hit him. I even told him I hated him, of course I didn't mean it, but Pony take things to heart. I want to go after him, but why would he want to see me? He'd probably run faster, plus who knows where he is. I was broken out of my thoughts by the front door. My head snapped up in hopes of seeing Pony, but were quickly deminished when I realized it was Darry.
"What's wrong?" Darry looked around the room." Where's Pony?" Darry looked frantic.
"I don't know where he is. I-i hit him, told him to get out, and I hated him." I explained with tears filling my eyes.
"You what, how could you? I'm going to go find him, and you better have the best apology ever when I find him. I don't want a repeat of Windrixville." He turned out the door, and left. How would I ever be able apologize to him?
*Darry*
What was Soda thinking? He knows Pony takes everything said to him to heart. Who knows where he is. He was just starting to get better from the Windrixville incident, now this. This will probably set him way back. I don't know how long I drove around, but I couldn't find Pony anywhere.
"Oh Pony, where are you?" I whispered to myself. It was dark now, I decided to go home, and get help from the gang. It would kill Soda if this happened again, actually I think he'd take it worse. When I walked in I was met by Soda.
"Pony, I was... Where is he Dar?" That broke my heart.
"I don't know, Soda." You could tell he was trying his hardest to keep composed, but it wasn't working. He hung his head, and walked to their room. I was right. This would be a lot worse than Windrixville.
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