The Dark Secret Chapter 7

I barley felt the impact of the tree when David flung me into it. The sky was turning dark now; I still hadn't let a word slip my mouth. It was getting really hard though to be honest, my breath was ragged and a sharp pain sliced through me whenever I sucked in more air. David had cut me, punched me and tossed me around. I knew I looked weak, by now he's probably either expected me to drop dead, or finally say something. Boy was he wrong, another pet peeve Darry had against me was when I didn't want to talk, I wasn't going to.

"I'm going to freaken kill you kid!" David growled "Don't you care? Just give the damn phone call!"

David had been growling his plan out at me. He wanted me to call home; David was going to threaten my life to my brothers. Tell them he would kill me if he didn't get hold of another greaser. He wouldn't tell me who, I kept racking my brain trying to think of someone. I thought it was Two-bit for a while. He must have been drunk and ticked David off, though I started thinking against it after a while. It was getting hard to think straight anyways.

I stood up, the world tilted a little bit and I felt nauseous. David smiled in amusement then grabbed my arm. I guess he figured I was ready to go through with his plan, I was but I had a backup plan. I had a gut wrenching feeling that Soda wouldn't remember, but we had this useless code when we were younger. Saying hell three times would mean help. We use to get the two words confused. My plan was to say "help" then yell out forest. Hopefully Soda would get the message. I needed help and I was in a forest.

We reached the meeting spot, the other socs were chilling by a fire drinking cans of beer. By all the smashed cans they were drunk, that lit up a spark of hope. If David wasn't looking I could bolt out of there! He tossed me back to the ground then pointed at me like if I was a dog. I rolled my eyes then watched as he walked into the car I slowly stood up, I knew I'd lost tons of blood. Yet I knew I wouldn't have a chance like this again, everyone was drunk and I wasn't in David's sight. I slowly backed away then started sprinting as best as I could. I heard someone shout but I didn't turn back.

Then I heard more shouting then a gun shot. I stumbled a little. Then tried running even harder, my vision kept getting worst. I ducked into the forest trying to keep close to the road, but out of sight if David drove around with his car. I heard the car then ran harder I didn't see a root then fell. I felt my body fall down into a hole crunching sticks and leaves, I felt my body freeze, and if David was willing to shoot one of his buddies then I'd be dead the second he found me. I held my breath I heard the car stop and the door slamming shut.

David crept through the forest; if he was trying to be sneaky then he was doing a god awful job. I tensed as he came closer to my hole, I quickly tried covering myself in some leaves I heard David crunch his way by me. After a few seconds I let out breath of relief, I waited a few seconds longer before slowly sitting up I looked around. I could still see his car I stood up, feeling the world tilt again. Then pulled myself out of the hole I looked around again then took off. I had bolted right through the trees and was about to take off to the streets when I strong hand grabbed me.

I turned around expecting to see David, but it wasn't it was vampire guy. My heart rate quickened I looked back and saw David come out of the forest. He shot daggers at me through his eyes.

"Good job Hunter, let's bring him back to the truck"

Hunter only nodded then shoved me to the truck. I saw the dead body, his eyes just stared up at the clouds, but I knew he couldn't see them. There was a clean shot right through his forehead, blood covering his face and clothing. He looked 17, maybe 18, he was wearing jeans and green and blue plaid his eyes were blue but his skin was pale. He was dead, gone forever.

My body started to shiver, that could be me. I was surprised that I hadn't passed out from blood loss yet. I was holding on alright, but didn't know for how much longer. Hunter and David threw me in the truck I flew through the air like a rag doll. Then slid into the wall, the car started moving again, but not for long. Soon I was yanked out of the car and brought into a closed gas station. Another soc had showed up before us and unlocked the door; David threw me to the counter then held the gun out. I dialed my house number then slowly handed the phone to David.

He put the phone on speaker. Soda answered.

"Hello?" he sounded tired and breathless. David only smiled.

"Hello, which Curtis brother are you? Soda or Darry?"

There was a pause, and then Darry's voice showed up on the line. I guess they figured it out. If not they were gonna real soon.

"This is Darry. Who are you and what do you want?"

"Well, well Darry, I have a little someone I think you'd like to say hello to!"

Hunter yanked my hair, and I yelped in spite of myself. I heard Soda in the background start to freak out. I could picture Darry holding his back with a scowl.

"Yes, Ponyboy's with us, and well he's not doing too well. Losing blood maybe has a concussion and well barley conscious"

Darry almost growled, his patience was slipping. "What. Do. You. Want?"

David's smile grew. He was loving every second of this.

"It's simple. I want Dally. He has some answers I need, if he doesn't give me the information I need Ponyboy's dead. Just like my buddy"

Then he hung up. I stared at him in disbelief. My small hope for survival was gone, Dally? Dally would never help me. My brothers knew it and I bet deep down David knew it too.