Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders or any characters from it. All rights got to S.E. Hinton.
This is my first Outsiders fanfiction so I hope you all like it : ) I know it is a little short but, Please review and tell me what you think.
Should I continue this?
This can't be happen'. This can't be happen'. Was all that went through Pony's head as he tried, unsuccessfully, to stop crying. They were going to take him away, the State that is. They deemed Darryl unfit to take care of him because they thought he did not pay enough attention to Pony. They called it neglect or something. But they don't know the truth! Darry is the most caring older brother in the world.
Solemnly Pony made his way to his room to pack some belongings. Soda tried to make him smile, but he just could not. He was just getting on the right track after losing Johnny and Dally, but this might send him right back into that pit of despair. He did not want to go back there. He was not himself there, it was like he was just a shell watching everything happen. He could hardly remember any of those days. Darry and Soda worried a lot in those days, but everything was finally coming together. The Curtis brothers were all happy and getting along just fine, but of course the State had to come and ruin their happiness.
After he finished packing Ponyboy slowly made his way back into the living room hoping to delay the inevitable. He could hear Darry talk to the social worker about setting up a court date to get me back. Hopefully it is soon. Ponyboy was at a loss for how the social worker came to the conclusion that Darry was neglecting him, if anything Darry was the opposite. Darry was afraid to let Pony out of his sight. Pony just wishes the social workers would never show up again and let them live their lives peacefully. But that is just a dream…
His only salvation was thinking that Darry would get him back as soon as possible. He could not lose faith. He was afraid if he did he would lose himself like he did after Johnny and Dally died.
Blinking back the last of his tears Pony made his way into the living room.
"Hey cheer up little colt we will get you back." Darry tried to brighten Pony's mood, but to no avail Pony could not shake the feeling that things were going to get bad, he always had the worst of luck.
"Come now young man. Hopefully we will find you a better home where you will be treated right." The social worker stated before moving towards the door. "We don't want to be late. Chop! Chop!."
"There will never be a better home…" Pony whispered as he hugged Soda and Darry with all his might, thinking if he held on long enough he wouldn't have to go.
Making his way to the car Pony couldn't look back because he knew he would break down then and there. Before the car speed off he had to look one more time though. His heart shattered when he saw Soda and Darry looking at the window with forlorn looks on their faces.
As the car drove off Pony chanted to himself: I will come back. I will come back.