A Promise Forgotten
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, oh well... Win some lose some.
Chapter 1- A Typical Day At The Curtis'
You'd think that Darry would be a man who would keep his word. That's what I thought. After me and him decided not to fight anymore, I really thought we were gonna keep that promise. But we didn't. About a week after Johnny and Dally died, Darry started to change. He was cold; boy was he cold, to all of us, even Sodapop. And that's just not something I'm used to, since him and Soda are real close. Well it all started about two weeks ago, and Johnny and Dally had been gone for a month. Darry was at work and he couldn't get off until about 7:00. So I decided to go jog around the neighborhood, you know, to get in shape for track. Man, it was so much harder than I thought. I used to be able to run a mile in 6 minutes, this time, it took me 16. I was in really bad shape though. I got home, not expecting anyone to be there since Darry was at work and Soda was at the Dingo, but there was a light on in the kitchen. I thought I must've just left it on, since I really don't use my head. But when I got in there, Darry was sitting on at the kitchen table. He gave me a look that I think meant 'where the hell have you been?'
"Hi Darry" "Pony, where the hell have you been?"
I knew it. I looked at the wall clock, and it said 7:12. Then I thought to myself, 'That's what it said when I left.'
"What time is it Darry?"
He looked at his watch and said,
"It's 8:27"
I guess my jog took longer than I thought. Well, it was probably because I stopped to talk with a real cute little boy. He asked me for a dime, and when I gave him one, we somehow got into the topic of the Tooth fairy.
"I'm sorry Darry, I went for a jog to get-" "You went for a jog at 8 p.m. without telling me!" "Well if I waited for you it would be too late!"
Uh oh, I said that a little too snappishly. I could see Darry stand up and grab the back of the chair like it was a giant stress ball. I could hear him count to 10. His face was red and I knew he was gonna explode.
"Darry." "Shut up Ponyboy! You can't just go walking around the neighborhood like that! How do you think it looked when I came home, and nobody was here! I almost went crazy! And it's dangerous to go walking by yourself in this area, a Soc could've jumped you!" "But they didn't" "Don't talk back to me! You're grounded Ponyboy Curtis, for 1 week!" "That's not fair!"
I guess I shouldn't have snapped, because the next thing I saw was Darry taking off his leather belt. I tried to run to my room, but he grabbed me by my wrist and belted me hard on my side. I tried not to cry, but, dang, it hurt so bad. I guess he saw me crying, because he let go.
"Now go to your room." "Darry.." "I said go!"
He said and made that slapping noise with the belt, that you make when you fold it in half and pull on it. I went to bed, but couldn't sleep. I looked at my side and the red marks from the belt were beginning to show. I really wished that I could go get some ice, but I could hear that Darry was still in the kitchen. I was almost asleep when I heard the front door open, and Soda was yelling a goodbye to Two-Bit. I heard him go into the kitchen and talk to Darry.
"Hey Dar." "Hey." "Boy, you sound tired." "I am." "Why is your belt on the ground."
"Because I whipped Pony."
I guess Soda was drinking a glass of water or something, because after Darry said that, I heard the sound of glass breaking on the ground.
"You What!?" "I whipped Pony, and if you don't clean that up, then you're next."
I could hear Soda picking up the glass. Then he came to bed and I pretended to be asleep. I really didn't want to talk to him. He threw his arm across me as usual and immediately fell asleep. Then I heard the sound of Darry opening a beer bottle. I never knew that Darry drank beer. He did it once, but that was only because he was real nervous. I finally close my eyes and fell asleep.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, oh well... Win some lose some.
Chapter 1- A Typical Day At The Curtis'
You'd think that Darry would be a man who would keep his word. That's what I thought. After me and him decided not to fight anymore, I really thought we were gonna keep that promise. But we didn't. About a week after Johnny and Dally died, Darry started to change. He was cold; boy was he cold, to all of us, even Sodapop. And that's just not something I'm used to, since him and Soda are real close. Well it all started about two weeks ago, and Johnny and Dally had been gone for a month. Darry was at work and he couldn't get off until about 7:00. So I decided to go jog around the neighborhood, you know, to get in shape for track. Man, it was so much harder than I thought. I used to be able to run a mile in 6 minutes, this time, it took me 16. I was in really bad shape though. I got home, not expecting anyone to be there since Darry was at work and Soda was at the Dingo, but there was a light on in the kitchen. I thought I must've just left it on, since I really don't use my head. But when I got in there, Darry was sitting on at the kitchen table. He gave me a look that I think meant 'where the hell have you been?'
"Hi Darry" "Pony, where the hell have you been?"
I knew it. I looked at the wall clock, and it said 7:12. Then I thought to myself, 'That's what it said when I left.'
"What time is it Darry?"
He looked at his watch and said,
"It's 8:27"
I guess my jog took longer than I thought. Well, it was probably because I stopped to talk with a real cute little boy. He asked me for a dime, and when I gave him one, we somehow got into the topic of the Tooth fairy.
"I'm sorry Darry, I went for a jog to get-" "You went for a jog at 8 p.m. without telling me!" "Well if I waited for you it would be too late!"
Uh oh, I said that a little too snappishly. I could see Darry stand up and grab the back of the chair like it was a giant stress ball. I could hear him count to 10. His face was red and I knew he was gonna explode.
"Darry." "Shut up Ponyboy! You can't just go walking around the neighborhood like that! How do you think it looked when I came home, and nobody was here! I almost went crazy! And it's dangerous to go walking by yourself in this area, a Soc could've jumped you!" "But they didn't" "Don't talk back to me! You're grounded Ponyboy Curtis, for 1 week!" "That's not fair!"
I guess I shouldn't have snapped, because the next thing I saw was Darry taking off his leather belt. I tried to run to my room, but he grabbed me by my wrist and belted me hard on my side. I tried not to cry, but, dang, it hurt so bad. I guess he saw me crying, because he let go.
"Now go to your room." "Darry.." "I said go!"
He said and made that slapping noise with the belt, that you make when you fold it in half and pull on it. I went to bed, but couldn't sleep. I looked at my side and the red marks from the belt were beginning to show. I really wished that I could go get some ice, but I could hear that Darry was still in the kitchen. I was almost asleep when I heard the front door open, and Soda was yelling a goodbye to Two-Bit. I heard him go into the kitchen and talk to Darry.
"Hey Dar." "Hey." "Boy, you sound tired." "I am." "Why is your belt on the ground."
"Because I whipped Pony."
I guess Soda was drinking a glass of water or something, because after Darry said that, I heard the sound of glass breaking on the ground.
"You What!?" "I whipped Pony, and if you don't clean that up, then you're next."
I could hear Soda picking up the glass. Then he came to bed and I pretended to be asleep. I really didn't want to talk to him. He threw his arm across me as usual and immediately fell asleep. Then I heard the sound of Darry opening a beer bottle. I never knew that Darry drank beer. He did it once, but that was only because he was real nervous. I finally close my eyes and fell asleep.