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A happy family, thats what anyone that knew them would tell you, but they were so much more. They were the family everybody envied. Not because of money, they didnt have a lot . Not because of their house, it wasnt at all fancy. It was their family, they were perfect. Until one day, something changed that perfect family. Everyone thought it would break the boys, heck it almost did. The cops pulled up to the small run down house that had been full of love. The younger of the two hesitated to knock on the door, but finally gained the courage to do it. Three knocks. Thats how it started.
"Hello, sir." A handsome young man with shining golden hair opened the door.
"A-are you Darrel Curtis?" The plump gray haired man stuttered.
"No, just a second." The darling boy disappeared back into the house. Emerging just a minute later with a muscular dark haired young man, both wearing somber expressions.
"I'm Darrel." Stated the older of the two, extending his hand to the officers.
"I'm so sorry son, but your parents were in an accident. There were no survivors." Explained the younger of the two officers. The boy known as Darrel looked as if he would fall on his face at any second. The handsome boy with the golden hair looked lost, but there was one more person that nobody saw. Ponyboy, he had been standing behind his two brothers. listening to everything the officer had to say. He turned around, and walked to his room. His only thoughts were how his life was over, how it should be over. He went to his dresser, and grabbed his blade. Ready to end it all, but something caught his eye. A picture of his whole family hung on the wall right in front of him. He heard his brothers searching for him, their cries and pleas for him to go talk to them, but he just ignored it. eventually knocking started on his door.
"Pony?" He didn't make a sound.
"Ponyboy, open the door" Darry pleaded.
"Oh god Dar, he heard. He had to of heard, who knows what did." Screamed a hysterical Soda. that was all it took for the oldest boy to doing into action. He rammed into the door, but the old wood was strong.' Mom must've had a key somewhere.' He thought, remembering when he had been
mad because he couldn't play football that day. Their mom got into the room even though he'd locked the door. He searched the kitchen, their room, the family room, but he couldn't find it any where. He noticed something behind the picture of Pony, Soda, and himself. Checking behind it he fount the
keys. Without waiting a second he ran to Pony's door, shoved the key in the lock praying to god it would work. The heavens answered his prayers as the lock clicked. Soda ran infront of him pushing the door open. There sat Pony, knife still clutched in hand staring at the picture.
"Pony." Soda whispered. Pony turned his head just slightly so he was looking at Soda.
"I was going to do it," he started now looking at the switch clutched in his hand," but I couldn't." He said tears filling his beautiful eyes.
"We'll get through this Pony." Soda explained walking slowly towards Pony. He dropped the blade, causing Soda to run to his little brother, and engulf him in a hug. Darry followed in a similar manner. This would be hard to get through, but they would get through it.
So you see, people said they would finally break, that their perfect family had come to an end. They were almost right, but almost only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.
A/n I'm pretty sure this is just going to be a one-shot, but if you guys want I can make it longer. It'd be great if you
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