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Chapter 4

Two-Bit's POV

"Two-Bit! Get out of the bathroom, I need to get ready for work!" I wake to the sound of my ma banging on the bathroom door.

"I'll be out in a minute."I shout at her aggravated that she woke me up. I had been having a few beers with Tim Shepard, but what he said what would be a few beers turned out to be about 9 each. I guess that I fell asleep here last night after I started puking out my guts. I shakily get up and look in the mirror. I look like a bum; my hair is sticking up in every direction, there's vomit on my shirt that hasn't dried yet that is gross, the only color present in my face is chalky white. I grab a washcloth, wet it under the sink, and wipe my face off. That does very little to make me look sober, oh well screw it, ma's seen me drunk before. I sighed in defeat and opened the door and to my surprise ma didn't even look at me, she just hurried into the room and started putting on her make-up. I slipped out of the door before she could notice me. I changed out of my shirt and put on a somewhat clean one. I looked out the door of my bedroom to see is mom was able to see me, nope, all clear. I bolted out of the house and started for the Curtis's house. I walked into the door to see Soda cleaning the living room.

"I'm Home!" I yell so that my voice can be heard thru the house.

"Two-Bit, you realize that you don't really live here right?" he asks me rolling his eyes.

"I don't? Weird I thought I did." I say walking into the kitchen looking for some breakfast. There was nothing in the frig or the pantry. "Hey, how come there's no food in here!?" I ask him sticking my head out the door to see Soda pulling out the couch cushions and picking up a half eaten piece of pizza from it, that's gross.

"Two-Bit you and Steve are the reasons we have no food." He laughs at me throwing the pizza into the garbage bag.

"You know what?" he asks me with his serious face on.

"No, what do I know?" I ask him settling for a piece of a banana.

"Me and Darry are going to New York for a business trip next Thursday." I turn around to look at him.

"Really? That's cool just leaving me with Steve for Lord knows how long while you and Darry are in New York watching the Giants win the world series." I sigh looking at him like I really mean what I'm saying.

He laughs again at me. "Oh, shut up Two-Bit. Say, would you mind watching the house for us when were gone?"

"Sure, I need something to do now that I got fired. Just because I was driving the carts into the isles." I exclaim. Last year I was forced to graduate and now I get fired for knocking into the customers at the Piggly-Wiggly.

"Great, thanks Two-Bit. Hey, you know what day it is?" he asks with a sad smile on his face.

I look at the calendar and find the date. May 27, man today Pony turns 16. "It's the 27, man I miss him. I always wanted to make sure that I was the one who would get him drunk on his sweet 16." I sigh; I was really looking forward to that. Oh well, I guess that he's having his sweet 16 with his other buddies now.

Pony's POV

I raced down the staircase to Alex and hold her limp form in my arms. I felt for a pulse on her neck, but there's nothing there. I look at her face and her eyes are staring blankly up at the ceiling. I started to shake as I put my fingertips on her eyelids and gently close them. Only me, the 3 cops, and Alex are still in the bar, I guess that everyone else ran out when they saw Alex's body on the floor not wanting to get involved in all this. I'm still shaking, but now I can't stop. I bury my face in her shoulder holding her there for what seemed like forever. Then I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. It's the redheaded cop that busted down the door.

"Come on son, you need to get out of here. The EMT's will be here soon, they'll take the body." He says trying to be comforting. I just glare at him tightening my grip on Alex's shirt not letting her go.

"Son, I need you to let go of her. Do you know who she is so I can contact her family?"He asks me. I start to loosen my grip on her and let Alex's body sink into my lap. I look at the other two cops just standing there staring at me, to hell with them, I don't care anymore. I've just lost everything, my best friend, girlfriend, partner in crime, and my life. They didn't deserve to know who Alexandria Maria Montonille was, they didn't deserve to hear her sweet voice in the middle of the night when you wake from a nightmare comforting you, they didn't deserve to touch her beautiful dark brown hair or her tan skin or stare into her deep brown eyes, and neither did I.

Screw the cops; I thought picking up the dead girl I loved and walking out the door. I carried Alex to Benny's house. Walking up the apartment steps to get to the 3 floor with Alex in my arms didn't faze me, stepping into the empty apartment didn't bother me, when I layed Alex down on our bed and looking at her beautiful face is what got me. I started to cry for the first time in 2 years. No matter how hard I tried to stop I couldn't, sobs racked deep in my chest refusing to stop. I haven't cried in so long I have forgotten how to stop the flow of tears form my eyes.

I heard Blade, Rich, and Paulie coming thru the door. I sighed no longer caring what Blade will do to me when he sees his sister lying lifeless in our room, I had nothing left to care about anyway, Alex was gone. She was the only reason for me to live, because she was the last person worth holding onto.

"Alex! Runner! Get your asses in the kitchen, I need to talk to you!" Blade shouts. I kiss Alex on the forehead and walk out of the room finding my friends in the kitchen laughing and joking and pushing each other off the counter. At first when Blade sees me he smiles then he frowns looking at my face then my shirt covered in Alex's blood.

"Pony, what the hell happened to your shirt and where's Alex? You guys where suppose to meet us at the pawn shop three hours ago." He asks me not taking his eyes off my bloody shirt.

"We went to the bar, and then the cops showed up." I started telling him my voice expressionless. "Alex went down the stairs to leave when the cop gave her the ok, but the damn cops shot her. She's dead, her body is in the bedroom. I'm so sorry, Blade." I finish looking into his eyes. For the first time since I've known him Blade started to cry, except his tears were not as loud as mine. He went into the bedroom and I just looked at Rich and Paulie. Rich looked ready to cry, and Paulie was sobbing quietly.

"So, that's it? Alex is just dead?" Rich asks me. A million thoughts are racing thru my head and I couldn't take it any longer, I ran out of the apartment. Crying the whole time I guess I missed a step and fell down two flights of stairs losing consciousness.

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