(Sorry for the late update! Here it is and Enjoy! I don't own the Outsiders.)

Soda's POV

One month ago…

I walked with Steve out of Pony's room. I held his hand as we walked to the elevator. Steve pushed the down button and we stood there waiting for one to open. I could feel Steve looking at me but I didn't want to acknowledge him. The one on the right opened and we entered. For the whole ride down I was quiet. Shocking for me, I'm usually never quiet. Steve seemed to know that too.

As soon as we entered the lobby, Steve grabbed my wrist, "What are you doing?" I yelled, glad that no one was in the lobby. He dragged me to the gift shop. He pulled me to a shelf where they had horses. One looked exactly like Mickey Mouse. Soda remembered when Mickey Mouse was sold. That was a sad day.

Soda felt his tears slide down his face. The owner told him that he sold Mickey Mouse he ran home. He avoided his mom and dad when they tried to check on him. Darry even tried but he was tired of waiting. He didn't notice when his door opened and close. He looked up when he felt his bed dip down. He saw his little brother.

"Hey, Soda!" He said in his cheery voice. Soda smiled and wiped his face.

"Hey, Pony," he pulled his brother in for a hug.

"Why you so sad?" He asked when Soda finally let go.

Soda didn't want to tell anyone but this was Pony. "They sold Mickey Mouse." He heard his voice break at the end and fresh new tears ran down his face.

Pony let out a gasp and wiped Soda's tears. "Don't cry! I don't like it when Soda cries!" He said and gave Soda a kiss on the cheek. Soda smiled and hugged his brother.

"Thanks Pony," Soda said softly.

"Welcome Soda, I love you too," Pony said just as soft and when their parents found them they were asleep curled up together.

"I want to get Pony this," I said grabbing the horse and checking his pockets for money. After paying for the horse, we walked out of the hospital. We walked to a nearby park and sat down on the swings. The bag, which the horse was, in swung between my legs.

"He's going to be fine," Steve tried to assure me.

"You hated Pony?" I asked. They thought I was asleep but I was awake and listening. Steve's eyes widen but he let his hang down in defeat.

"I did, but not anymore," He tried to assure me.

"Is it because he might not make it!" I yelled at him. Standing up and walking toward the tire swing they had. I heard Steve next to me as soon as I sat on the swing. He knelt in front of me.

"No," Steve said, grabbing onto my face and kissed me. His lips were nice and smooth. I felt slightly better.

"I just couldn't stand him. He never left us alone." I

"I invited him," I defended Pony, "He was never good at getting friends so I wanted to see if he wanted to hang. Why didn't you tell me that at least?"

"I didn't want to hurt your feelings. I know how much Pony is to you and Darry after your parents died," Steve pulled me off the swing and pulled me into his lap.

"I'm sorry Soda," Steve whispered and kissed my forehead.

We sat there in silence until we heard footsteps. We both looked up and saw a woman walking down the street. I saw that she was drunk and smelled of sex all the way from over here. Not a great choice but I was battling fatigue when Pony was admitted. I didn't or haven't drank anything in a while.

Steve looked at me and I nodded. We both got up and walked toward the woman.

(Sorry if its short but I have a lot going on and Please Review!)