Okay, so I have two stories going and once one's happy and this one's sad so it's kind of hard to switch moods since I'm updating both tonight! We'll see how it works….. Anyway I haven't done much in Ponyboy's POV so let me know what you think! Please Review!

Ponyboy's POV:

I sat on my bed staring at the ceiling. I couldn't get my parents out of my head. Dead? How could they be dead? They can't be dead. Can they? I don't know much of anything anymore. Darry and Soda were taking it pretty hard. Better than me, but Soda was doing better out of all of us. He had come to some conclusion that they were alright where ever they are. He kept telling me they wouldn't want me to be upset. I guess he's right I knew my mom, she was like soda. She hated seeing people cry. She always would try to cheer us up as kids whenever we scraped our knees or when our grandma died. She was always there smiling even when she was sad herself. I heard my bedroom door open. I looked up to find Soda in the doorway. "Come on Pony dinner's ready the gangs here. You need to eat something."

"I'm not hungry."

"I know but come on it's not healthy to sit in here all day. I know your upset we all are. Come on you need to eat."

"Sure," I didn't want to get Soda all upset. I stumbled down the hallway to the table where Soda, Darry and Steve sat. There was already a plate full of food in my spot so I sat down. I wasn't that hungry so I kind of just pushed the spaghetti around. It was silent for a long while. Two-bit was sprawled out in front of the TV, Beer in hand intently watching some show. Johnny was sitting on the couch next to Dally. "So Darry" Two-Bit started. Darry turned to look at him.

"Yeah what is it Two-bit?"

"Well to you know how things are going to uhhh….turn out yet."

"No not yet but you'll be one of the first to know okay."

"Alright, are you try to get custody of Soda and Pony there?"

"Yeah I am going to get custody of them." He sounded determined and it made me feel a little better. I wasn't sure of what exactly was going to happen. I knew he had a meeting with some social worker in the morning. So he was kind of on edge right now. I was as done as I was going to be with dinner so I stood up and walked into the kitchen. Soda followed me in with his plate in hand. "How are you, really?" He asked gently. "Honestly, not great."

"I know it hurts right now but it will get better eventually."

"Sure I'll be okay Soda I'm kind of tired right now I think I'm going to go to bed early."

"Okay no problem." Soda looked worried but I pushed it off and headed back to my room. I collapsed on my bed and almost instantly fell asleep.

Soda's POV:

After Pony escaped off to bed the night went slow. No one really talked except me and Steve. The gang left slowly one by one each of them wished us good luck for tomorrow. Steve was the last to leave. What can I say he's a good buddy. Darry was nervous and deep in thought. I helped him clean up and I went into the room Pony and I shared and he went into mom and dad's room. Pony was fast asleep. As soon I laid down I realized just how tired I really was.

Darry's POV:

I was exhausted it had been a long day. So far the second worst day of my life the first being yesterday when I found out about my parents death. I wasn't sure of anything except that I was going to fight for my brothers. They needed me to be strong now. I'm pretty sure that's the only thing keeping me together. I sighed into dad's pillow what would mom and dad want me to do if they could tell me? Mom would want the family to be kept together and so would dad. I was nervous too. What if I didn't get them? What if we were split up? What if….. Well I guess I'll have to wait until tomorrow to know.

Sorry I know I'm dragging it out but I didn't have a lot a time to write tonight so here's just a little more… Sorry!