Author's note: As requested, I have written Sodapop's final letter to Darry. Again, the spelling mistakes are intentional, in keeping with the fact that Soda can't spell. And believe me, this hurts me as much as it hurts you, if not more, okay?
Disclaimer: I don't own the Outsiders. If I did, I would have better things to do than write fanfiction about my own book.
Catch You On the Flipside
Darry,
I tiptoed thrugh my letter to Pony, but I ain't gonna tipto thrugh my letter to you. I'm dead. There it is. Stone hard fact. No mabe or probably about it.
In Pony's letter, I said I gave these to a guy in my squad and told him to send the home if anything hapened to me. That can be taken a lot of diferent ways, thogh I'm sure he knows the honest truth. Thing is, that's not what I acshually said. I told the guy to send these home if he knew for sure that I was dead. No posibility of me running around in the jungle trying to figure out where my squad went.
Listen closely, because I'm only gonna say this once: get along with Pony. I'm not there to play peace keeper anymore, so your just gonna have to make sure you two don't need one. Your brothers, and your all each other has left. Act like it.
I don't wanna be mean. These are the last words your gonna here from me. But if I have to be to drill this thrugh you're damn skull, I will. It's the most important thing of all, and I won't have you forgeting any time soon. You forget to often.
Glory, I didn't start this letter meaning to yell at you. I just meant to be strait with you. I'm sorry, but I'm not gonna take it back. It's to important.
I'll see you again. I've never been sure exactly what I beleive religously, so I really don't know what I'm in for, but I hope it's some kind of heaven where we can all be together later.
I love you so much. I know I never said it enough. I said it to Pony all the time, but I didn't say it to haff as often. So I love you times whatever the bigest number is.
You be strong, okay? Just like you've always been. Pony's gonna need you. It's so unfair that you've had this dumped on your since Mom and Dad. Always having to be everybody else's thing to lean on and never having anything to lean on yourself. But I have to ask you to do it again for Pony.
I love you more than words can really say.
Catch you on the flipside,
Sodapop Curtis