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Call me a sadistic little bitch but here you go chapter 2, I needed to get it up before I go back to school tomorow :( Oh well. Sorry to any Soda lovers out there, you may not like this chapter very much. You can skip it if you want.
Soda couldn't tell what pained him more, it was either that he was crying as his own gun pointed towards Darry or that Johnny was sitting behind him, equally as distressed pointing his own gun at him.
"I'm sorry Darry." Soda whispered
"I'm sorry too Soda." Darry whispered back
Soda hadn't always been good, he had done some bad things in his life, but so did everybody. Most of the time he played by the rules and was generally a good guy. He could never imagine himself with a gun, especially with it pointing at his older brother. Sure they sometimes got into little fights but so did every family in the world. More tears leaked down Soda's face as he thought about the times he had enjoy with his family.
Soda was 8, he was in the garden with Darry and Ponyboy. The eldest boys were trying to get Ponyboy to play football with him.
"C'mon catch Pony, try." Darry called as he threw the ball to Pony
Soda smothered a laugh as he watched as his youngest brother dropped the ball, again. They had been playing since the middle of the afternoon and Ponyboy was no closer to catching the ball as he was two hours before that. Darry sighed and went to get the ball to try again.
"I don't like football Darry, I like running about more." Pony said
"But in football, you do run." Darry said stating the obvious to Ponyboy
"What about Soda, play with him." Pony said
Soda, even when he was only 9, didn't attach much importance to football, in fact he didn't attach much importance to sports at all. He just like to watch his brothers play but would get involved when other people like Steve and Keith got involved.
"Fine I'll play." Soda said he was getting bored anyway
After about five minutes a wrestling match broke out amongst Darry and Soda. They were rolling about on the ground trying to get the ball, it was Soda' favourite memory with Darry.
"Soda," Johnny whispered "I'm sorry, I'm sitting behind you."
"Don't be, it wasn't isn't your fault." Soda whispered
It wasn't Johnny's fault at all, it never was. Soda had a faint smile thinking about he met Johnny.
Soda was 10, he was in school. There was a new kid in his class.
"His name is Jonathan, please be nice and make him feel welcome." the teacher announced
Johnny went and sat down next to Soda, he looked a little tense. Soda grinned at him, even young, Soda possessed that talent of making even the most tensest person relax.
"Hi Johnny, I'm Soda."
"Hi Soda." Johnny replied uncertainly
It was Soda who introduced Johnny to everybody else, even though they weren't as close as Pony and Johnny were they shared a subtle connection knowing that they were friends first.
Soda was 16, it was earlier that year.
"I don't believe it Darry." Soda cried
"I know Soda." Darry replied
Ponyboy was beyond hysterics, he was sitting on the floor hugging his knees. Soda sat down and put his arm around Pony, he was beyond words. Nothing would work, there was nothing to describe the situation. To be told that your parents were dead had no words to describe it.
"Their gone Soda." Pony whispered
"I know Pony." Soda said
He was still beyond belief himself but like Darry, he had to be supportive for Pony. Through everything.
It was his worst memory.
He hated it.
Fingers on triggers, a bullet was fired. Johnny screamed as Soda's blood splashed over his face.
Johnny Cade had killed Soda.
"SODA!" Pony screamed
But it was over
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Who's next I wonder, I don't know. Next update might be either Tuesday or Wednesday okay :) well review and bye bye
Oh and if you were wondering who suggested this chapter, it was a person called Shinedown Killer :) but don't hate them okay.
Now finally bye :)