The Dark Secret Chapter 5
DALLY
I walked out of the store with a pack of Kools, some cigarettes and even a pack of gum. It was hilarious how clueless people can be nowadays. I walked down the streets, it was pretty quiet. Normally some stupid kids were running up and down the streets, or some soc was tearing apart some greaser.
I shrugged not caring in the least; I found my feet leading me to the vacant lot. I had a sneaking feeling I might find Johnny there. He and Ponyboy, those two were always there, smoking or just talking. I reached the lot, but neither one was there, I frowned. That was really different. I headed over to the Curtis house,
Darry's truck was still in the driveway. The frown deepened. Why was Darry home? I opened the gate jumping up the steps; I pushed the door open strolling right in.
"Yello? Anyone home?"
Soda half ran in, his face dropped when he saw me, I rolled my eyes then plopped myself down on their couch. It was old, but I liked it, it was comfortable, Soda leaned on the counter then started smoking. I raised an eyebrow at him, questioning him. He shook his head then tossed me a lighter and a pack.
"So why's Superman still doing home man? Shouldn't he be at work?"
Soda shook his head; his mood was so deep it suffocated me. I jumped up, walking straight towards him blocking him in a corner his eyes flickered but then he relaxed. I repeated my question.
"Where is Darry Soda?"
"He went to the police station" Soda said in a quiet voice.
"Why?" I asked, I tried keeping my voice normal, but my mind was buzzing with questions. Why would Darry be at the police station? Did something happen
"Ponyboy never came home last night." He pushed past my arm "some socs took him! I knew I heard him calling, I knew but I ignored him. I ignored my own brothers' cries for help"
My first thought was "That blasted idiot! How could he let that happen" the other was "What soc" I looked back at Soda he had condemned himself to sitting on the armrest of the couch. I rolled my eyes then sat down in the chair across from him.
"Dude, Don't sweat nothing. Knowing Ponyboy he'll think of some form of escape plan, almost get killed in the process then make his way back home"
The look Soda gave me was full of anger. He didn't have that self-pity look anymore. I gave a small smile; I knew that Soda was tough. Sometimes you just had to force it out of him seeing my smile, the anger drained from Soda's face.
"Shut up Dally. He's my brother. What did you expect? Me to just sit around watch TV warm his bed? Maybe you're hard to the point of caring but I'm not"
His comment took me back for a second. Soda wasn't exactly the snapping type, even if he was no one talks to me like that. I stood up then looked at him right in the eye.
"Oh I do care. I just don't worry myself sick over something that will blow over. I'm sure he'll turn up"
With that I walked out the door. The sun had disappeared in the clouds shadows. I headed over to an alleyway. No one ever stepped foot here, everyone knew this was my spot, anyone who stepped foot in got pumbled.
Who would want to take Ponyboy and why? It's not like he has anything they'd want. Was it Paul? Darry's old teammate? Was it an old enemy of Sodas' why would anyone take Ponyboy?
I groaned in frustration. There wasn't anything Ponyboy had that could make a soc want to get him. Kill him even, I racked my brain thinking but then gave up. The sky had turned dark, some stars were peeking out. I pushed off the wall and headed to find some shelter. I found myself at Buck Merill's place. I pushed the door open; Buck was passed out on the couch with a beer in his hands.
"Drunken idiot" I mumbled
I walked up the stairs and then walked into the guest room. I let my weight drop onto the bed; I started at the pale ceiling trying to think of other reasons. Then cussed myself out. Before I knew it I fell asleep