Tangled Up In Me

Chapter Seven

Goodbye… For now…

I went into the house first. I was the oldest after all, or that's what Christina said. I walked into the living room, where my parents sat. Dad was on the phone when he saw me. He motioned me over and gave me the phone.

"It's Darrel. Use this time to say goodbye. You are never going to see him again." Dad said, his fists were bawled so tightly that his knuckles were white. I took the phone.

"Darry?" I asked as the tears came.

"I'm sorry for losing it back there. I would never hurt you or your sisters." He said.

"I know." I sobbed. I was sobbing because this was the last time I'd talk to him.

"Don't cry. I…"

"Wrap it up, Molly!" Dad yelled. I let out another sob.

"I'm sorry Darry. I'll miss you." I said, twirling my finger around the cord of the phone.

"What are you saying?" He asked. I took a deep breath.

"Goodbye Darry…" I said.

"Look Molly. Don't say anything. I'll meet you at the grave yard at midnight tonight. Please come. I wouldn't ask you to come for no reason." He whispered. "See ya then." I heard the phone go dead. I hung it up and looked at Mom and Dad. They yelled at us for a few minutes then made us got to our rooms. I went to mine and looked out the window. It was only three in the afternoon. I wanted to see Darry then. I hoped my dad wouldn't quit his job because of this. I got out a book and started to read. There was nothing better to do. I sat back in my chair that faced the window. I was deep into my book when I heard a knock on my window. I dropped the book thinking it might be Darry. It wasn't. It was Ponyboy. He had claimed up to my window. We had a line of missing bricks (Like there's a space between the bricks) and it lead straight to my window. I locked my door then opened the window.

"Ponyboy, what are you doing here?" I whispered. He got into the room then hugged me. I hugged him back, he smelled a bit like Darry. He sat on my bed.

"Darry's mighty upset about your dad." He whispered. I sat down beside him.

"He shouldn't be…" I said quietly. Ponyboy put his arm around me. I heard a knock at my door. Ponyboy and I jumped apart.

"Molly?" It was Mom. I made eye contact with Ponyboy. He ran to my closet and closed the door. I went and let Mom in. She sat down on my bed.

"Abby told me…" She said. I sat down beside her and looked at the floor. "Molly… He may be older than you but, I think you should go for it." Mom said, surprising me.

"It doesn't matter, Mom… You guys said I couldn't see him." She grinned at me.

"Well you are tutored by his brother. If you two were to go to his house to study and he happens to be home then there's nothing we can do." She said. I smiled. I hugged her.

"Thanks Mom."

"You're welcome. So what about Darry made you fall for him? Your father and I have brought home other young guys for you. You never took an interest for them." She said.

"I don't know. He's strong, handsome, nice, really all the things I want." I told her, forgetting that Ponyboy could hear everything. When I remembered him I rushed Mom out of my room. I locked the door and let Ponyboy out. He just stared at me.

"Wow…" He said, sitting on my bed. "I don't think any of my friends have fallen for Darry. Most of the time it's Sodapop or Dally."

Around six Ponyboy left. I went down to dinner. It was a quiet dinner. Mom and I exchanged looks. Christina slammed her fork down.

"Who ratted us out?" She asked. Dad shook his head.

"No one ratted you out. Molly's friend called, asking if she was sick." He explained. I don't have any friends at school. Well, except for Ponyboy and Two-Bit.

"Who?" I asked.

"Emily." He answered; I dropped my fork and called her every curse word I could think of. I ended up getting sent to my room again. I didn't mind. I just wanted everyone to go to bed. It was about ten when they did. Christina and Abby came into my room around eleven thirty. I was getting ready. I put on some jeans and a long sleeve shirt.

"We wanna come…" Abby said. I shook my head.

"I'm going to lone it." I told them as I opened the window. I claimed down and made my way to the grave yard. I got there and saw Darry standing over his parent's graves. I came over beside him and he smiled. He took my hand without saying anything. I rested against him. The moonlight was beautiful that night. "Darry…" I said. He looked at me.

"I want you to know that this will not be the last I see you…" He told me. I nodded and, without thinking about it, kissed him. His lips were warm and soft. He didn't seem to mind the kiss. He put his hand on the side of my face and the other on my hip. I just put mine on his chest. We broke apart and he grinned. "Nice timing." He said, hugging me. He was really warm. I wanted to stay in his strong arms forever. We sat down in the grass. We sat there fore an hour or so. I had to get home after a while. He walked me. It turned out to be a pretty good night. Before I claimed to my window he gave me his journal.

"Darry…"

"I want you to read it." He said, giving me a long, enjoyable, good night kiss and ran off. I claimed back into my room and began to read.

Today my parents died. I don't know how else to speak my mind than through this.

Right now I don't know what to do. I want to keep Ponyboy and Sodapop. They're the only family I have. It'll be hard seeing as I'm only nineteen.

I don't know how I'm going to be able to keep them but, I know that's what Mom and Dad would want. I really don't know what to do. I just got out of school and I need to get a job. I'm thinking about a job where I can put my strength to work. I'm not too good with numbers… Or words… So, I guess all I can do is physical labor. I mean I wont mind. I just want to keep our family together. I'm going to be really hacked off if Ponyboy and Sodapop get put in one of them boy's homes.

Well I got to stop now. Sodapop says I got a phone call.

Darrel Shayne "Darry" Curtis