Chapter 7: The Double and Trouble

Soda's POV

God damn I could kill Steve right now. That damn lucky bastard. I finally get the courage to ask Sandy out and as soon as I'm going to say it she butts in with 'Do you think Steve likes me? He's awfully good-looking.' I mean I'm supposed to be the movie-star good-looking one. I guess not! I slammed the door to our house and made for the fridge.

"Hey Soda what's wrong?" My twin sister came into the kitchen brushing her wet hair while I pulled out a beer.

"Nothing," I sneered.

"Soda, I know you, something's wrong."

"You don't know me! You barely even noticed me since you started dating Dally.

"Okay first, I know you better than you know yourself, and second me and Dally had only been dating for like two days." I stopped just before I took a sip. Hot dang did she say had! I looked at her hand and sure enough, Dally's ring was missing.

"What do you mean had?" I tried to play it cool.

"We broke up."

"So that's it huh? He sleeps with you and then dumps you. Well I'm going to murder him right after I murder Steve."

"I broke up with him Soda! And what's Steve done to get your knickers in a bunch?"

"Sandy thinks he's 'awfully good-looking'" I mocked her shrill voice. Her sweet…soft voice...

"Aw Soda." She gave me a hug and grabbed a beer for herself. We sat down on the couch and talked the afternoon away.

Domino's POV

I left Soda on the couch were he was currently catching a few 'Zs' and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Dom, it's Two-Bit, how you holding up." I sighed. How was I feeling I just broke up with my boyfriend, got jumped by Socs last night and was starved.

"Peachy Kean."

"Good! So I was hoping you'd want to hang out with me Johnny and your kid brother tonight at the Double," The Double is what Two-Bit called The Nightly Double for short. If he could say anything, he wanted to say it shorter. He even went around for a few months calling everyone by their first initial which confused the hell out of me Darry and Dally…and Steve and Soda. Two-Bit sure wasn't the sharpest marble in the shed.

"Sure."

"Bring your make out buddy with you if you want."

"That won't be happening anytime soon."

"Why not?"

"Coles notes version or full-length?"

"Coles notes." Right, stupid me, wasn't I just thinking about how Two-Bit liked it short…that's dirty.

"Soda had a problem with me and Dally so I broke it off."

"Bummer, but I don't see why you broke it off. I thought you were in love with him or something."

"So did I. But what else was I to do, I mean Soda is my better-half, without him I'd have nothing," He interrupted.

"You'd have me, the rest of the gang and Dallas!"

"You don't get it, it's a twin thing. We're always making sure the other is okay and protecting them all the way through things."

"But Dally needs protection too. You know in the short 48 or how-many-ever-hours-you-guys-were-dating, he actually used pleases and 'thank you's' He didn't beat on me for cracking jokes and he was happier."

"Two-Bit I don't know what to do." I looked over at Soda's figure on the couch, I could tell his breathing pattern changed and he was awake now. "Listen I'll see you in bout a half hour kay?"

"Okay, meet me at the hole in the gate. I'll have the kiddos with me. Be safe, and if you can get someone to walk you, the Socs really have it out for you now."

"Yea I know." I tried to make it look like hadn't seen Soda had awoken and so I walked away.

"Dom? Where are you?" What a faker!

"I'm getting changed."

"Where you headed?"

"Double."

"Can I come with?"

"Be ready in a half." I heard him jump off the couch…okay more like fall off and then quickly stand up to play off the fact that he just fell…then run to his room. I had a quick shower and pulled my hair up in a bun. I threw on my green toque, brown pull-over and a pair of ripped jeans and headed to the kitchen. I still had 15 minutes till Soda and I had to leave so I decided I could treat myself to a piece of cake. I reached for my purse, and popped a few diet pills in my mouth, chased it with water and searched for the cake. There was none, looks like I was going to have to bake one myself…

Continued……

I mixed the batter and put the cake in the oven just as Soda came into the kitchen and he was miraculously fully dressed. We still had five minutes and Darry was due back from work so I figured if I faked doing something Darry would be home to finish off the cake.

The plan worked and Soda told Darry to finish off the chocolate cake because we were headed to the movies. We met up with Two-Bit, Johnny and Ponyboy outside of the Nightly Double.

"Hey guys," Soda and I chimed,

"Hey," Johnny and Pony replied.

"Hey Domino," Oh I hope Two-Bit isn't going to hold a grudge against Soda for the whole Dally debacle.

"Come-on Johnny move that small ass of yours." Me and Johnny were the last to go through the fence and I'll be damned if he wasn't taking his sweet time. When he was finally through, I laid back and shimmed underneath the fence. I went to pull myself up using the fence as help, but the pressure of me pulling down on the fence made the spiked edges graze my shirt. I was glad this wasn't my AC/DC t-shirt and that I still had a tensor on because my t-shirt had a few rips in it now and my skin would have been likely to look the same.

Pony's POV

We sat down in the back of the Double where there were chairs set up for people who didn't have cars. The movie looked interesting; it was one of those murder mysteries and not some lame beach movie. I looked over at Domino and she was staring at the screen wide-eyed and completely into it. I thought it was going to be a good night until I heard a familiar chuckle and a woman moan. Oh Shi---nanigans.

"So Dally, did you wanna head back to my place." I looked over at Domino and I knew she heard...her eyes were no longer wide-eyed but narrow and cold. She looked two rows down and there he was sitting with some blonde on his lap.

"That Skeze!" Domino picked up her coke and threw it at Dally and the chick hitting Dally square in the head. She stood up and started to storm out of the Nightly Double.

"Dom! What the hell girl! Come back, the movies not over." Two-Bit was trying to grab Domino to bring her back while Soda was standing next to her rubbing the back of his neck uncomfortably. I saw Dally steaming mad. He tried to get up and over to Domino but he swayed a little, oh god he's drunk, this cannot end well. I rushed after Dally which didn't take a long time because I rock the track and Dallas was still tipsy…durr.

"What the hell is your problem bitch?" Dally sneered.

"My problem? My problem? You are the one that broke up with me!"

"That was this morning!"

"IT DOESN'T MATTER WHEN YOU DID IT, the fact is you still did it!"

"So you just go traipsing off with the next whore you meet?"

"Michelle is not a whore!" She pointed behind him where the Michelle girl was draping over Curly Shepard. "That's not the point!"

"Why don't you just leave her alone Dallas, you've cause enough trouble." Oh Soda you idiot, you are the one that wanted them to break up in the first place, oh god I TOLD DOMINO THAT LAST NIGHT, that's why her and Dal weren't together. It's my entire fault…

"Don't you start in on this; this is as much your fault as it is hers!"

"What's that suppose to mean."

"It means if you didn't stick your noise in other people's business--,"

"I'm looking out for my sister!"

"You call breaking her up with a guy that's in love with her looking out for her!"

"WOULD YOU BOYS JUST STOP IT?" Domino looked all sweaty and her hands were shaking. "I've had enough of this, the both of you!" She turned and ran into the girl's bathroom.

"Now look what you've done." Soda remarked. Dallas didn't answer, he just curled his fingers into a fist and hit Soda straight in the jaw, and I guess that's his way of answering.

After Dallas left, Two-Bit, Soda, and Johnny, whose been more quiet than usual, stood with me at the door of the girl's bathroom waiting for Domino. It had been an hour and she was still in there doing god knows what.

"Hey! Hey Marcia!" Two-Bit waved some good-looking brunette Soc over.

"Hey Two-Bit. How's it hanging?"

"Good, good, listen could you do me a favour?"

"As long as it's not dirty Two-Bit Matthews,"

"No it's nothing like that, you see my friend went in there 'bout an hour ago and never came out, I was wondering if you could check on her for me?"

"Sure what does she look like?"

"5 foot seven, Blue jeans, grey t-shirt (A/N I can't remember what I dressed her in before or if I even mentioned it) and she has her hair in a ponytail, Brunette. Can't miss her because she's probably the only greaser gal in there." Two-Bit was right, the only girls that really went to these washrooms were the Socs, to powder there nose in the middle of the date, golly come to think of it I don't even think anyone went in the bathroom since Domino went in. I guess it's because the four of us looked like hoods and were standing around it. Marcia came out quite quickly with no Domino in sight.

"Two-Bit you'd better come help her." What was this girl talking about? The four of us ran into the bathroom to find my older sister passed out on the floor.

Dun-Dun-Dun, I don't really like cliff-hangers and avoid writing them at any cost but hey, I'm tired, hungry and am never spending eight hours shopping again especially after wearing stilettos for most of the day!