Ponyboy and I were back to normal in no time after the court proceedings, but that was short lived. One of my brothers friends had figured out that I supported the greasers and not the soces. When he figured that out he took rash action to start a rumble between the two old rivals.
I was at home working on my homework when by father did what he always did after Mom was put in prison. He pulled the baseball bat off the wall and beat me mercifully and then the doorbell rang. Dad went downstairs and invited my brothers friend in the house.
"Cona, get down here and make me and our guest some snack foods." My dad yelled. I walked down the spiral staircase and made my way to the kitchen through the living room.
My dad stopped me by grabbing my wrist and squeezing it tightly. He held it for a few seconds before letting go of it and then he changed his mind and yelled at me.
"Get up to your room, know one in this house wants to see you and you are going to bed without dinner."
I ran back up to my bedroom and put my head in my pillow. I began to cry, I had fallen asleep, I woke up to my door opening. I looked at the door and expected to see my father and instead i saw the friend of my brother.
He was holding the bat that my father kept on the wall outside my bedroom door and knocked me out. When I awoke I was in the middle of a muddy field being held by two men and with a knife being held to my throat by my brothers friend.
"If you care for her you will fight us and it will a fight that will last until someone dies." Said the boy holding the knife to my throat.
Pony was standing in the front of all of the greasers holding out a knife ready to attach.
"Just put her down! Please, dont hurt her. I love her and I will murder every last one of you if you hurt her any more than you already have." Ponyboy yelled and made the most evil face that I had ever seen.
"Oh, you love her. You hear that baby, he loves you. How about that, its fascinating. Do you love him to sweet heart?" He said pushing the knife harder into my throat.
I shook my head yes and then was thrown down into the mud. He pulled my head up and kept the knife at my throat and sat on top of me. He used his open hand to rip open my shirt to reveal my bra. He then ripped off my bra and revealed my bare front and the rest of the socs yelled with excitement.
He then pushed my head down into the mud. I couldn't breath and i struggled under his weight my body and head. I blacked out from lack of oxygen and hours later woke up in Ponyboy's bed.
Pony was wiping my head with a cool wet rag telling the story of how we became close friends