DON'T OWN THE OUTSIDERS! IF I DID, I WOULD HAVE MADE A SEQUEL LOOOONG AGO! ALL RIGHTS GO TO S.E. HINTON!

TheWeirdoOutsidersYourBedroom: First, thanks for being my first reviewer! I really appreciate your feedback. Also, I realize that chapter 2 was a mistake, I didn't need to explain the gang. Oh well, live and learn ;)

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In Reality, Chapter 4: Catch me

The cop stood there illuminated by the porch light. A horrible knot was building in my stomach. My parents... was it them in trouble? Maybe one of the gang? The fuzz came over once when Dally got in the cooler for six months for "accidently" jumping a cop. Yeah that was probably it... Darry's voice broke into my thoughts for the second time that night,

"Yes sir, I'm Darrel Jr., please come in."

He moved aside and the first cop came in, revealing a second one behind him. The first one was real short, and kinda large, too, and in spite of the tenseness and my worry, I had to choke back a laugh. Imagine that guy trying to catch someone! I had a horrible mental image of him running, stubby legs moving, shirt coming unbuttoned. I shuddered, and shook myself back to reality. The second guy was obviously the younger of the two, he was tall, thin, and still had a pretty decent amount of thick, dark hair left on him, unlike the other guy.

Sodapop came down the hallway, still half asleep. "What is this, a pajama party?" He then noticed the fuzz and gave a gasp, the blood draining from his face.

"No son," the old cop said gently, "I'm Officer Tanner, and this here is Officer Cahill. What are your names?"

Now I was starting to get annoyed. He probably already knew our names, he wouldn't come here if he didn't, and he was obviously stalling for time. I was so nervous that I was practically bawling, I was going to start if he didn't get to the point soon! I think Soda sensed this because he said,

"Sorry Officer, if this sounds rude, but can you please explain to us what the heck you're doing in our living room at three in the morning?

Darry nudged him and hissed "Don't be rude!"

Officer Cahill chuckled dryly, but it sounded empty, fake, unnatural. Then he got serious.

"Your parents are Margret and Darrel Curtis, right?"

"Yes."

"All right, I'm afraid we have some bad news for you," Officer Tanner said quickly, like he wanted to get it over with. "There was an accident at the railroads tonight, a problem with the crossguards. Their car was hit at full speed."

Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God, this can't be happening. My breathing was getting shallow and shaky, and I was starting to completely panic. Soda grabbed my hand, squeezing it tightly, his face deathly white.

Darry sucked in a big breath, "Are they okay?" We knew the answer, but there was comfort in the fact that we could still ask.

"No."

"What do you mean?" I was surprised to hear myself talk. My voice sounded weird, even to me.

"They didn't make it, son." Officer Cahill was whispering by now. "I'm so sorry."

This isn't real. My parents have always been there to catch me, but now I'm falling.

How was that? I hoped you liked it, and I'll probably be able to post at least two more chapters cause no ones home and I'm going to use the computer! It might take a few hours, though, cause I might take a nap! Anyway, I hope you liked it, please review, and Stay Gold! -Emily ;) :)