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Chapter 13

Pony's POV

After Blade had slapped me and I had told him that I did smoke the pot I fell back into the red haze again. This time it was different, it was like I was watching the memories I had of Alex, Johnny, and Dallas.

"Johnny, where do you think that people go when they die? I mean the bible says they go to heaven, but what do you think?" I ask taking a drag on my cigarette looking up at my best friend.

"Aw, hell I don't know man. I guess that good people go to heaven and bad people go to hell. Why are you asking?" he says sitting on the old tire in the lot. I shrug and take another drag.

"I don't know. I guess it's because my mom and dad. I never really got to say goodbye to them. I guess we always draw the short straw." I say smiling sadly at him… the vision changes to me and Dally sitting on the couch watching Gunsmoke.

"Man I'm bored!" Dally says lighting up. He offers me one and I take it. I light up too and look at the scar on Dallas's arm.

"Why are you staring at me man, I ain't like that." He says smirking at me.

"When did you get that?" I ask him ignoring the last comment.

"Oh, I rolled some drunk Soc last night, and he got a blade on me. Ain't no big deal." He says looking back at the T.V. Man, I wanted to be tough like him….. The scene shifted to me and Alex at Grade Central Park.

"Jezz, I hate sleeping out here." Alex mutters snuggles closer to me. We were lying down next to a tree holding each other's hands.

"Oh, you poor baby. Sorry I couldn't get us a reservation at the Holiday Inn, but you know we lost all our money on Wall Street." I say sarcastically. She punches me in the stomach and laughs. I kiss her on the forehead and scoot closer to her so she was almost sitting on my lap. She loved to sit on my lap, anytime I would be sitting down on the couch Alex would help herself to my lap.

"Next time my stupid brother kicks us out because he has a girl over, I'm going to kick his ass." She mutters already falling asleep on my legs.

"Oh, be nice." I tell her. She turns around on has a devil smile on her face. She pushes me roughly down onto the grass and holds me down there. I smile and roll us over so I'm on top. She stars at me and smiles. I push her hair out of her eyes and lean down to her lips. Our first kiss….

Now it's me and Alex at home sitting on the couch. I was really, really, drunk. It was the anniversary of Johnny and Dallas's death. I was very depressed and trying to make the pain go away. Alex had been trying to cheer me up all day but I wouldn't let her. I was on my eighth beer and was hammered. Alex shook her head at me and scowled.

"What! What the hell do you want Alex! You got something to say!" I shout at her angrily stumbling up pointing a drunken finger at her. She stands up and gets right in my face.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Why can't you just let it go! I don't care what happened, what matters is that you move on! We are your family now, me and Blade and the gang; we love you and won't ever leave you! Why can't you see that they would want you to move on and get on with life!" she screams at me tears rolling down her eyes. I sigh and hold her close, she wraps her arms around me and pulls herself up so her legs can wrap around my hips.

"You won't ever leave me?" I ask her knowing that I sound like a little kid. She kisses me hard on the lips and nods.

"I won't ever leave you." She says baring her face in my neck. Our first and last fight. Now we are in our bedroom holding hands and talking. Just talking about things. I loved talking to Alex it was like we were adults, not being treated like little kids. Then she turns to me and lies across my chest. Her hands toy with the neckline of my shirt.

"Do you ever miss your brothers?" she asks.

"Yeah, I do. I always miss them, even though me and Darry don't get along that well." I tell her.

"Then why don't you ever call them?" she asks trying to be subtle.

"Alex…Stop. You know why, and besides, I belong here with you." I tell her. She kisses me and then looks at me.

"I love you." She says with the most serious face I've ever seen on her. That was the first time she said that to me. I knew that I liked her but, did I really love her? Alex pushed the hair out of my eyes and I looked into her two beautiful blue ocean eyes, and I knew.

"I love you too." I say and I kiss her again. Then I feel a sudden blood rush to my head. I groan and wake up from this beautiful dream. I don't open my eyes just yet because of my spontaneously bursting headache. Then I realize that I'm not in my bed, or any other familiar bed. I open my yes squinting at the brightness of the room. I sit up and see that I'm in the room where we took Wyatt to.

"Morning Sunshine." I turn to see my brother Sodapop sitting on the other bed cross legged.

"Hi, how did I get here?" I ask him rubbing my eyes.

"Darry carried you here. He and I are going to talk to you when he gets back." He says coming over to me. He smiles and rubs my hair. I swat his hand away not use to people doing that. He looks hurt and sighs.

"We've really missed ya, Pone. Me and Darry both have. Things were really sad at home without you." He says. I nod and rub my temples. He gets up and grabs the hotel phone.

"Can I get some Aspirin in room 193?" he says into the phone.

"Thank you." I say to him. He nods and smiles. "Yeah, thanks." He says into the rotary phone. I lay back down on the bed closing my eyes, stupid concussion. I feel a weight change in the bed and Soda putting my head in his lap. I look up at him as he rubs my temples. I relax close my eyes again.

"You still get those headaches of yours, Ponyboy?" he asks gently.

"Yeah, it doesn't help that I got a concussion a few days ago either." I say falling into my brother's ploy to get me to 'open up'.

"How did you get a concussion?" he asks startled.

"I fell down some stairs." I say. He chuckles still rubbing my temples.

"Your still just as clumsy as you were when you left." He says softly trying to get me to relax. It's working so well that I might fall asleep. The headache is nearly gone and it's nice to have someone to be comforting to you, like Alex was. I hear the door open and open my eyes. I sit up and see Darry standing in the doorway business suit and tie on.

"Alright, kid, we need to talk."

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