Disclaimer I do not own The Outsiders, I only own Kit-Kat.
Holding Tite"What?" I heard Darry scream, "What the hell do you mean that our parents just died?"
It's been a week sense that night, and I still dream of it. Darry was in the living room, watching the T.V., Pony was in his room, doing his homework, and I was in our parent's room, trying to get Kit-Kat, our baby sister, to fall asleep. It was about 7 pm, and Kit-Kat just refused to fall asleep, so I had started to rock her back and forth, thinking that she might just fall asleep in my arms. I heard the doorbell ring, and knew that Darry would get it, so I didn't bother with it. Not two minutes later, I heard Darry scream. At that moment, my whole world came crashing down on me. I heard the words "our parents are dead" and my knees felt week. I sat down on the bed, with Kit-Kat still in my arms, and tried to comprehend what I had just heard.
Kit-Kat started to cry again, and I barely noticed. I walked slowly into the living room, to see Pony crying into Darry's shoulder and the fuzz standing at the door, looking as if they were just talking about the bologna sandwich they had eaten for lunch, instead of tell four siblings that their parents were dead.
"What just happened?" I asked.
"Soda," Darry turned to look at me. "Thank you officers." Darry shut the door and then said, "Soda, mom and dad died in a car accident." I could tell that he was trying his best not to cry.
I felt hot tears in my eyes and somehow they found their way down my face. Darry opened his other arm to invite me into a hug, and I accepted willingly.
I held onto Kit Kat for dear life, and Darry held me and Pony and I could feel him tense up. Kit Kat stopped crying, and her small hands grasped my unbuttoned shirt. I cried my eyes out. I couldn't believe that our parents had died. They were in a place that they couldn't get out of, and they would never come back to us.
I wanted so much to just see them one last time. Just ask them how I should deal with this, but I knew that that was impossible. They would never come back. I would never get a chance to say good bye. I would never get a chance to see my mom and dad teach my baby sister to ride a bike, she would never know her mom or dad, and she would never have a mom to understand her. All she had was us, three brothers. How the hell would we know how to answer her questions?
I stood there and cried into Darry's shoulder all night just thinking about our parents and about how tough life would be for Kit Kat, and Darry, and Pony, not once did I think about myself. After that night, I thought it was strange that I didn't think about myself, but I guess that when you have your little sister in your arms, you think about only the people you love. And I loved my mom, my dad, Darry, Pony and Kit Kat more than anything. Boy, did I love them. They where the world to me, then my parents died. At least none of us where in that car, too, I found myself thinking.
Ok, so, that's the first chapter… hope you all like. Please RR! Thank you!