Hey Guys! Sorry for delaying so long, it's just that writing this story seems to take a lot of thought for me. Also this could be due to procrastination on my behalf. I'm not gonna delay any longer, so here you go. I hope you enjoy!
Darry's P.O.V.
The fear that Pony felt at that moment was written all over his face. Scaring him was something that I never intended to do. It's just that what I just witness surprised me. In my mind, I can see how this relationship began. All the pieces fit together now, in the unique puzzle of our lives.
"I'm not pissed at you or anything like that, I just don't quite understand how this evolved," I explained, "please help me understand why." Pony's body relaxed slightly, but the words seemed to take a minute to form in his mind. Finally he spoke, his voice raspy, "I love him." As these words left Pony's mouth, his face lit up with the emotion that he had just expressed to me. How can I deny this boy, whom I treasure so dearly, the love that he wants, that he deserves? I know my brother, he will go behind my back if I say no, so what do I do? I've given Sodapop and Steve the stamp of approval; but Pony is so young, so innocent. Does he even understand love and all of its endeavors?
I speak slowly, unsure if I truly agree with what I'm saying, but I say it anyway, "I'm ok with this." Pony's eyes light up and that adorable grin appeared on his face. "Thank you!" He runs and hugs me, hard, and I hug him back, squeezing with all my might without crushing this fragile boy in my arms. "I'll allow this," I repeat again, "on one condition." I pull away from Ponyboy and look in his eyes as I say these next words, "Don't flaunt your relationship around, it could get you killed. No PDA, none of those lovey dovey looks at each other. Please be cautious." Pony nods in understanding. "Thank you," Johnny says from the bed. "Thank you"
Steve's P.O.V.
Soda stood there, looking as if he had just seen a ghost. "Baby," I whispered, trying to calm my beautiful angel down, "I want to help you." At my words, Soda suddenly burst into tears, the sobs pulling him down with their strength. I caught him in my arms, saying nothing, just holding on to this broken boy in front of me as he wept uncontrollably. We kept our positions for a while, him sobbing and me encasing him in my arms, even after the manager had come out to tell us off until he saw Soda and slowly crept back into the garage. My brain did not want to fathom what would have damaged this magnificent soul. I did not want to imagine what might have brought about such anguish. When Soda could speak through his sobs, he looked as though he didn't want to; like he thought that I would hit him.
In a wounded voice, he spoke, "You may hate me if I tell you."
"How could I ever hate you?"
"What if I told you that another person…," he choked on the last few words, "touched me."
"What exactly do you mean by, touched you?" My heart raced, not wanting the answer, but needing confirmation.
Soda's words were broken when he spoke, "I didn't want it… I had told him no…I didn't know what to do, he, just…forced himself on me." My mind exploded in a million questions. How long has he kept this information from me? When did this happen? Where was I? Had I been sleeping soundly when my angel had been…? My thoughts plagued me, I drowned in them. A whimper pulled me from my thoughts; it was Soda, trying to pull away. He must think that I hate him and wants to get away.
I speak, pulling him back, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I thought that you would stop loving me because I've been, tainted"
"I could never stop loving you, never." Soda sighed in relief.
"Could you tell me who did this to you?" I asked. Soda hesitated, looking scared again.
"He threatened to kill you if I told"
"I can handle myself, whoever this douchebag is"
"It was Lou, that guy that you beat up at Bucks a few weeks ago, it happened after you passed out in one of the bedrooms upstairs." Rage ripped through my veins, I was going to murder that son of a bitch.
Damn, shit is intense. Please review and tell me what you think. Thank you guys again for sticking with me, even though I suck at this.
