-1 Disclaimer: I don't own The Outsiders, just my random characters.
I deleted my other story , Remember, my writing was terrible and my heart really wasn't in it, I might redo it a post again if anyone wants me to. This story takes place right after Ponyboy writes the theme. It really just continues with there lives and doesn't center around just one character. Enjoy, and PLEASE review.(:
Ponyboy's POV
Things aren't the same since Johnny and Dallas died. They never will be as much as I would like to think they will. It had done a lot to all of us, not just the gang, but also the Socs and other greasers were affected. That didn't stop the consistent war, and the Socs hated us more than ever now.
Darry worked more hours now. He hardly ever has fun and that hurts
Soda and me. For once we wish he could let loose. We don't fight as much anymore, I think were really starting to get closer to. Darry's seen a lot, our parents dieing, Johhny and dally dieing, and the gang and me hurting, and knowing he can't do anything about it. I admire him because he is so strong, maybe one day I'll tell him that.
Sodapop had been hurt a lot to, not just Dallas and Johnny and out parents, but Sandy to, he really loved her, no he thought he really loved her. He acts like he's doing good though, but his eyes are different, the sorrow shows, but maybe I'm the only one who can see it cause I look for it. Soda is like glue. He keeps things together, but eventually the glue wears out.
Two-Bit was the same ole wise-ass. He watched out for me a little more now. I think he felt guilty about not telling Darry I had a fever before the rumble. Some people handle pain different. Some people feel more. Some people hide it. As much as I'd like to say it, I still haven't figured out two-Bit. I see what's on the outside, maybe I don't want to know what he's feeling, because if Two-Bit's heart is breaking whats going to happen to the rest of us.
Steve had a new respect for me, I don't know were it came from, but it was there. He didn't complain when I hung out with him and Soda anymore. When I hurt that's just what it is. When Steve hurts it turns into a raging fire, a hate that's going to burn him up.
Me, I know I've changed. It's hard to trust anything anymore. It hurts so bad. Dallas and Johnny didn't deserve to die. You know they say only the good die young, well I can see that for Johnny, but what about Dallas? I've been getting into a lot of fights at school because the Socs have been blaming me for everything, and the more I think about it it really is my fault. I'm just so tired of everything, I'm so tired, but I can't sleep.
Well please review, and tell me if I should continue(: