Summary: Sandy had doubted Sodapop once, but when something happened again, their relationship was done. Now, they're both trying to get over each other, neither of them knowing how.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Outsiders, ya' dig? I also don't own the song It's Not Over by Chris Daughtry.
Dedication: I guess it is one…someone anonymously reviewed my story Kiss Me Thru' the Phone and said I was good with song-fics. She signed as Brittany Smith and suggested I do a song-fic about Sandy and Sodapop based on the song Over You. Well…because of her, I thought of making it more than a one-shot.
It's Not Over
I was blown away.
What could I say?
It all seemed to make sense.
He stared at his girlfriend. His drunk girlfriend. Sodapop looked more concerned than angry though. He opened the door for her and pointed inside. Sandy climbed in and started giggling. Sodapop got into the driver's side and revved the engine.
When they had reached in front of Sandy's house, Sodapop took out the key and sighed. He turned to face his girlfriend and said, "Just stay quiet."
Then, he jumped out of the car and ran to the other side to open Sandy's door. He took her hand while she climbed out and put his finger over his mouth-signaling her to not say a word. Sandy sat on the porch railing while Sodapop realized the door was locked. He remembered Sandy's purse. She had been telling him when they reached inside Billy's house for the party that she had left in the car. He looked over Sandy to see if she had it.
You've taken away everything,
And I can't deal with that.
I try to see the good in life,
But good things in life are hard to find.
After knowing for sure she didn't, he ran to the car. He found it on the floor of the passenger seat. Sodapop planned to give her the purse tomorrow, and first, we use the keys to get her insider her house. He unzipped it and dug his hands in and around it.
"Ahah!" he exclaimed as he held the key in front of his face. Sodapop ran up the pathway and steps. He put the key into the door knob and turned until he finally opened the door. He took Sandy's hand once again and led her inside the house and then to her room. The house was dark and everybody was supposedly asleep.
Sodapop breathed out a heavy sigh when he closed the door of Sandy's room. She started babbling on about random things until Soda clasped his hand over her mouth. Sandy tried to remove his hand, but Soda was much stronger.
Eventually, he removed his hand and picked Sandy up. Despite her protests, he placed her on the bed. She sat up and started bouncing up and down. Sodapop closed his eyes while the bed hopped up and down along with Sandy. He was wishing he kept an eye on her at the party. He wouldn't have to worry about her parents barging in any moment and yelling at him to never see their daughter again.
"Sandy," he whispered. She stopped bouncing.
"You want me to stay?" he asked. She bopped her head up and down.
"Then, let's go to sleep," he said calmly. Sandy began moving around and was suddenly under the covers. Sodapop raised his eyebrows, and crawled under the covers with her. She turned to her side, and was about to reach for the buttons of Soda's shirt until he grabbed her hands. He shook his head and started rubbing her back.
"Go to sleep," Sodapop commanded. Sandy pouted and Soda kissed her on her forehead. She cuddled closer while Sodapop wondered what would happen the next morning.
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We'll blow it away, blow it away.
Can we make this something good?
Well, I'll try to do it right this time around.
Sandy found herself in Sodapop's arms in the morning. She also found herself with a horrible headache. She tried to remember what happened the night before, but her headache blocked any thoughts. She murmured her boyfriend's name, but he turned around to his other side.
"Sodapop," she repeated. He groaned, "What?"
Soda rolled over, rubbed his eyes and looked at Sandy. Realization seemed to hit him and he jumped up.
"Sandy!" he exclaimed. She closed her eyes- trying to ignore the pain of the headache.
Let's start over.
I'll try to do it right this time around.
It's not over
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"Do you got a headache? I'll go get the aspirin."
He began throwing off the covers, and walking to do the door. He paused before he turned the knob. He was worried somebody was awake and would see him. Even if everybody was asleep, somebody would wake up when they'd hear him rummaging around the house.
"Where's the aspirin?" he asked.
"Bathroom," Sandy replied. Sodapop opened the door slightly and peeked through. He didn't see anybody or hear anything. So, he went out-closing the door behind him.
He was grateful that nobody had come out when he returned to Sandy with some aspirin and a glass of water.
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'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.
This love is killing me,
But you're the only one.
It's not over.
Sandy gratefully took the glass of water and pills. She was starting to remember about the night before. Sodapop had left her with Evie Harrison, Steve Randle's girlfriend, and some of her friends. They gave her a drink, and the rest of the night, Sandy didn't want to remember.
Sodapop sat on the edge of bed quietly. Sandy was now more worried about Sodapop than her headache. She bit her lip and placed the glass of water on the bed-stand. She was worried he didn't like her anymore.
"Soda…"she began saying. He turned to look at her. Sandy was disappointed to find hurt hidden his eyes. She didn't want to hurt him. She supposed she deserved to be dumped now.
"Are we over?" she asked. It took him a few moments to figure out what she was asking and why. He grinned and shook his head.
"It's not over," he said and held her hand. Sandy jumped with happiness at those words. He's perfect, she had thought while he kissed her.
Taken all I could take,
And I cannot wait.
We're wasting too much time
Being strong, holding on.
Can't let it bring us down
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Sandy already in Florida and Sodapop lying back on his bed in Oklahoma, they both wondered what would've happened if Sodapop said they done and over with before everything.
Let's start over.
It's not over, yeah...
This love is killing me,
But you're the only one.
It's not over
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