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Now this chapter is definitely shorter than the last one, but I'm sure they'll be longer after this one. I'll try my best.
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Chapter 2: I'm Dying
As I looked around me, and all I could see was the darkness. It was still surrounding me and Soda's voice was fading and echoing in the distance. My vision was blurry, but getting clearer as something moved out of the corner of my eye.
"Greaser!"
I jumped and searched frantically around me for the source of the sound.
"Get him!" a voice echoed.
I looked up and locked eyes with the source. It was him. Those dark emerald eyes bore into mine for what seemed to be an eternity. The same ones that had been focused on me before.
"No…" I whimpered.
"You should know better than to come around here, Grease," one of them said, eying me up, as the five of them surrounded me.
I looked away from him, looking for a way out. As my eyes fell on the two Socs in front of me, something fell behind them. I looked closer and automatically ran towards the door that had magically appeared back behind them only to be pushed backwards onto the ground.
"Soda! Darry!" I screamed as they started punching and kicking me, not caring how badly they were hurting me.
My brothers suddenly appeared near the door and just stood there watching the scene before them, not even bothering to help me. I screamed in pain when they cut up my chest, leaving their mark behind before flipping me over on my stomach. I looked up briefly and noticed the rest of the gang was there too. They all looked at me with blank faces, as they leaned against the door. I was only brought back to the jumping by a sharp pain in my back as metal cut into it twice diagonally, forming an 'x' overlapping the one that was already there.
"Darry! Soda! Help!" I screamed but once again they didn't move. It was if they didn't care about me. I felt so helpless and abandoned, yet I was so frustrated. Why weren't they doing anything?
Before I could do anything else, the Socs held me down with one kneeling behind me. I froze as two hands touched my lower back, and I could feel a hot breath on my neck.
'No!' I cried in my head with tears streaming down my face. 'This isn't happening… Not again!'
I tried breaking free of their grips but couldn't. They were too strong…and I was too weak. There was no way of escape.
"Now you're gonna be good or this is gonna be a hell of a lot worse than last time," the one behind me whispered in my ear.
I instantly started shaking as I heard this. Worse? I thought they had killed me before…Now they were going to.
The air suddenly became ice cold and I couldn't stop shaking, but out of the corner of my eye I could see the gang in the exact same positions. Not noticing the sudden change in the air. But maybe it was only me. I don't know. But as soon as the coldness came, it left and it felt as though my body had been set on fire from the inside out. I screamed again, wanting for this to end. But there was no end in sight. I tried to look up and could barely see through the tears that clouded my vision as the gang started walking away through the door. They were leaving me to die. I couldn't control myself as my body was arching and twisting in pain and I could feel my throat going raw from so much screaming. I couldn't take it much longer.
The darkness was starting to fuzz around the corners of everything and it sounded like I was under water. 'I'm dying,' I thought before a shout broke through the air and it was suddenly pitch-dark.
"Ponyboy!"
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