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During dinner the next night, my leg is twitching somethin' aweful. I want to tell Darry and Soda about the Socs, I really do, but I know that if I do Cherry with get in trouble from the Socs. Every time Darry asks, "How'd your day go?" Or "Them Socs didn't jump you today, Ponyboy?" From Soda, it's on the tip of my tongue and it wants to come out, but my brain holds it back. Mostly I'm terrible at keepin' secrets, but this time I need to, to keep Cherry safe.
This goes on for about a week before I finally can't take it anymore, "Darry?" I say, shuffling my feet and chewing my lip.
"Yeah, Ponyboy?"
"I gotta tell you somethin'." By this time I'm sweating like crazy and my left leg is shakin'. I never figured out why, but when I get nervous that same leg always seems to start bouncing up and down like two people are a teeter-totter.
Now Darry looks concerned, "Pony, are you okay?" He asks hesitantly.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, Darry." Darry looks unbelieving, "Ok, but when I tell you this you have to promise to tell nobody. Not Steve, not Two-Bit, not even Soda."
"Ok," Darry says slowly, "I promise."
"Cherry came over about a week ago…" I start.
Darry interrupts me, "Cherry? You mean the hot-headed Soc girl?"
"Yeah, that's her," I answer back, but then continue, "See came over after the day I went to the graveyard. She came to her house 'bout nine o'clock and she told me that the Socs aren't happy about Bob getting killed and all." Darry nods, gesturing for me to move on, "She also told me that since Johnny is gone and they get go after him, 'they're gonna get you' as she put it. Cherry told me not to tell nobody, but I can't help it Darry! I don't want them Socs jumpin' me like they did last time! I might not make it out again!" My nose is running now and my foot is thumping something furious.
"It's gonna be ok, Pony," Darry says, grabbing my shoulders, "we'll work this out."
I nod and look at the floor. "We'll work this out." Darry had said, but I know Darry believes he can, nobody can work this out, no one.