Hey guys, so it's Chick1966 I'm starting this story back again. Sorry I haven't been updating a lot but I'm going to try to for now on. I've just been busy with high school and college. The next chapter will be longer. I'm making this short to let you guys know I'm still here. I still need ideas. I am not doing a rape fic but I need something just as shocking. Any ideas? I'm going to update as soon as possible. Maybe tomorrow.

Silence. That's all that could be heard, complete and utter silence. Bloody hand prints on the walls and unbearable heat in one house. Seven boys were not sure on what to do during a situation like this.

"Ponyboy, Johnny cake?" was all Sodapop could ask as he stared in horror at the two semi -drunken boys. The handsome blond stared at the clothes covered in blood, vomit, and dirt. He took a slow hesitant step towards them. Two pairs stepped back.

"Where were you guys? You've been gone for 6 hours!" Darry exclaimed. "I had about half a mind to call the police," Darry said in a calmer voice as he saw the frigid stances the two took. His eyes silently but intensely took in the state of the two. Calculating and observing. Ponyboy seemed to be leaning on Johnny. The grimace he wore sent an alarm off in Darry's head; telling him that his baby brother was in pain. His auburn hair seemed redder than usual. His pale skin was covered in blood, grime, dirt, and bruises. Johnny was almost in the same state was the auburn, although he seemed to be a little better and calmer.

What really got the eldest Curtis's attention was the dirt. It looked like they'd been digging through the cemetery with all the dirt that was on them. He was curious about the alcohol in the bag and the video camera.

"What the fuck happened?" Dally asked in outrage. He was in complete shock as he stared at the two people he came to care for and love. Rage and disbelief coursed through his veins. Even in New York, he'd never seen anything this bad.

Like something shook inside of him, Ponyboy rushed towards his brothers and through his little arms around their waists. He seemed to be in hysterics from his situation. Mumbling and crying incoherently, the drunken teenager seemed to be choking on his own tears. Two-bit and Steve looked lost, as they didn't know what to do as everyone else tried to comfort the boys.

"Johnnycake, what's with the camera?" Two-bit asked. That's when the chaos dropped like a bomb.

Hope you liked it. I'll try to update soon. Whether it's my lovely bones story or this. Review so I know you guys are still reading this please, thank you.