Screams through the house. I knew them, they were Ponyboy's. But why was he screaming? Was he having a nightmare?

It took me a minute to register the fact that I wasn't in bed beside Ponyboy, but in fact on the couch. Which means he's by himself and he had a nightmare. Dammit, how the hell did I fall asleep in here, I just laid down and closed my eyes for a minute...

I heard the screams again. Jumping up I started running towards the back of the house. Almost running into Darry on the way. I ran into the room and straight to Ponyboy's side. He was still asleep. The dream was still hurting my Ponyboy.

Darry was now by us. He looked worried. Hell I was worried. And mad, not mad at Pony but mad at myself. I let myself fall asleep in the living room. It was my own damn fault.

"Ponyboy?" Darry asked softly shaking his side a little. I hadn't realized I had just been sitting there staring at him, not bothering to wake him up. Ponyboy kills me sometimes. "C'mon Pony wake up." Darry said while shaking him a little again. "Honey wake up." My own voice was shaky. But it woke Ponyboy up.

He shot up looking real scared. That's what scared me and Darry. These damned nightmares scared Ponyboy to death, yet he never remembered them. That's what scared me even more. I don't know what I would do if Ponyboy ever got to scared. My poor baby. My poor Ponyboy...

"Was I screaming?" Ponyboy looked down embarrassed. Why I don't know. These dreams, I rather be awake comforting him then him having to live through the by himself. It's not fair to him at all. Why he thinks we would be bothered by him waking us up is beyond me. Pony's special to me and I don't want anything bad to ever happen to him.

"Baby, it's okay. We don't care you woke us up." Ponyboy nodded then looked down. He was on the verge of tears. That only made me want him more. I'm usually pretty good about keeping my attraction to Ponyboy hidden since we are brothers and it's unnatural. But if he keeps up looking like this I don't know if I'd be able to keep myself from taking him right then and there.

"You two get back to bed." Darry said getting up. "I got work in the morning and I need y'all up before I leave." He didn't say anything about the DX... "Since both of you two have the day off I'll leave you a couple dollars."

No work... I forgot I had a day off. And I get to spend it alone with Ponyboy. Yep... I'll tell him tomorrow. Tell him about how I feel and how I want to take him. He's mine, all mine. No one else's.

I nodded up at Darry and pulled Ponyboy into my arms holding him. He was crying, that dream must have really scared him if he's crying. Darry turned around and left the room, walking back to him. I just sat there holding Ponyboy as he cried. I felt horrible. My poor little baby... Crying.

"I'm sorry that I'm crying Soda." He managed to choke out in-between tears. "It's fine baby. Do you remember anything from the dream at all?" Maybe if I could find out a little more about the dream that what scaring him it would be easier for him to cope with it.

"Not really..." He looked down, now silent tears streaming down his face. He didn't deserve this torture, these stupid dreams. That's all they were. Torture to him. Each one held some sort of terror, each one haunted him. It just killed me inside to see him like this at all. I mean he was my Ponyboy, he wasn't supposed to feel scared. He was supposed to feel safe. But these damn dreams kept that from happening.

But what if he did remember them, and just didn't want to tell me and Darry. Maybe he was scared to tell us, scared we would hate him.

Just the thought of Ponyboy thinking we could hate him hurts me. I could never ever hate him. He was my little Ponyboy, no one else s. "Pony... Promise me if you ever remember the dreams you would tell me." He nodded and smiled up at me. He drives me crazy. There was this feeling I got, I just loved it.

"C'mon honey, go back to sleep." I laid down on the bed and pulled him back with me. He snuggled up into my chest and closed his eyes. He was so cute... So beautiful. His breathing started to become light and normal and he was asleep. I just held him there. Not caring about anything else in the world.

I loved him. It's wrong, I know it is. Unnatural. But it felt just so right. I closed my eyes, his face still filled my vision. Slowly I fell asleep... Ponyboy on my mind.

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CHAPTER TWO DONE! Yes so... I am continuing this story, I like it. Hopefully there will