A/N: This story is not completed or almost completed, like some of the others I post, so it may take me a while to think of a decent plot. I have ideas in my head, but I'm still contemplating.
I have more after this prologue written already.
This story is going to be fairly violent… but not seriously violent. Just a lot of beating up and stuff like that. I don't do REALLY violent stuff, but this may be the worst violence I've written so far. There's no profanity (mild, stuff, you know), because I don't do profanity.
We all love to torture our favorite characters (well, most
of us, anyway). This story was written
(mainly) about Sodapop, mostly for my own enjoyment.
This story has a more complicated plot than some of my stories. I'm not sure where I'm going with it
yet. I just thought I'd let you know
that.
Reviews are appreciated, but please understand my updates may be extremely slow because I am working on so many stories at the same time, as well as the fact that I have writing "moods" for different fan fiction stories. I'm a freshman in high school but taking quite a few honors and sophomore classes.
Well, without further ado…
The Scars Run Deep
(Prologue)
*Darry*
It's been three days since the disappearance. Every day I wait for the news that he has been found, and every day I search on my own. But we cannot find him. These sleepless nights are catching up to me. Silently I cry myself to sleep, unable to keep up the false front when no one is there to watch. It seems that when I do sleep, my rest is awakened by nightmares of what they could be doing to him, either my own or the nightmares of my brother. I vowed I would find him. I vowed I would hold him in my arms again and let him know that I really did love him. But now, I am afraid I will never get the chance.
A/N: Interesting? Engaging? Waiting for the next chapter? ;-)