Chapter 21: Will it ever end?
~Darry's POV-
After the paramedics had left, everyone had drifted into the house. No one wanted to leave before Soda woke up. He would need help to accept this lose of another family member. I would need help, I was still in shock myself and I knew it would be a long time before I was over this loss. There were only two Curtis' left and I knew that if Soda found out who had done this, I might not have him anymore, he would get himself killed by going after this guy. I would have to find a way to convince him not to go anywhere, then and only then would I have time to let my broken heart heal.
I had placed Soda on the couch, I wish I hadn't needed to have drugged him but it was the only way of getting him to release Ponyboy's body. I hoped I wasn't around when he woke up, I couldn't imagine the pain he would be in, when he realized that Pony had been taken away from us for good. Tears filled my eyes as I remembered what was left of Ponyboy's body. I wished I could go out and kill the man or woman responsible for ripping my family apart yet again. I imagined literally ripping the persons head of their shoulders. Seeing the blood pouring from the gaping wound from what was left. I wanted to see the person's life run out of the guy. I wanted to beat the life out of him, to literally tear it from like he had torn Ponyboy's life. The more I thought about the angrier I got, I knew I had to get my mind onto something else otherwise, I would end up hurting someone close to me and I would rather that that not happen. Sighing I headed into my bedroom and closed the door behind me and laid down on my bed. I stared up at the ceiling trying to force the images of Ponyboy out of my head. It was hard to do. But I didn't want to remember him the way he was found, I wanted to remember a smiling, laughing, young kid. Who wasn't afraid of anything until he witnessed his parents murder.
"Pony-baby, I wish you could know how much I love you and miss you, the world will never be the same without you here," I whispered, filling the tears pool in my eyes, "even Steve misses you, nothing will ever be the same." finally, lying on my bed, I released all the grief I had in my heart, and sobbed openly behind closed doors. After what felt like ages the tears came to an end and I lay weak on the bed, wishing and longing for my youngest brother to come through the door, I knew however, that would never happen again.
~Soda POV~
A ghost like Ponyboy stood at the couch beside Soda. he just stood there as if waiting for someone to follow him. He stood staring into the house, with nothing going on, not a sound being made. Everyone sitting on the couch lost in thought, Darry was nowhere in site, but Ponyboy knew Darry would be in his room, either sleeping or weeping for his loses. He kneeled beside Soda and raised his hand and gently brushed the hair out of Soda's eyes then bent down and kissed Soda's forehead.
"Soda" the ghost like figure whispered "Everything is not as it seems, if you look close enough you will find the truth" with that the ghost disappeared and I awoke with a quiet yelp. I had dreamed that my baby brother had been standing next to me. Had in fact kissed my forehead. What was it that Ponyboy had said, something about not everything being what it looked like? I didn't know, I just knew that my baby brother was gone and never to return. I wished I could change it but death was final no one could bring a child back from death. Tears filled my eyes as I remembered that ghostly presence that had been standing beside me. It had been like Ponyboy had been alive, not a bruise or a drop of blood on him, he had looked not quiet happy but like he was desperately trying to get a point across like there was something I was missing, that he thought I was smart enough to realize. I missed my little brother something awful, nothing would ever be able to replace him in my heart, though I knew I would have people that would try to replace him, I refused to let anyone get that close to me, again, I wouldn't lose them like I lost Pony. Pony had been a child though he didn't deserve to die the way he did, he was in a better place, he had joined our parents wherever they were. I could only hope that Pony was happy now that he was no longer suffering and in pain. I prayed that whoever had kidnapped him then murdered him in cold blood got what he deserved.
~Johnny POV~
I sat on the floor in front of the couch where Soda lay sleeping, I still couldn't believe what I had stumbled upon this morning. My best friend was gone now, I wondered briefly who I would tell about how much it hurt when my parents beat me. Ponyboy had been there for me whenever I was badly hurt, he would talk me through the pain. I just wanted to know that wherever he was that his parents were now taking care of him once more. He didn't deserve to lose his parents the way he did. And he surely didn't deserve to witness it. As I sat there I heard Darry crying in his bedroom. I felt bad for Darry especially, he had tried so hard to keep his family together and now it seemed it was falling apart at the seams. If the police didn't catch the person who had done this I would somehow find him and kill him myself. No one deserved to die before their time was near. Except for this guy he deserved to die right on the spot, there was no room in the world for someone who was so evil they had murdered a child.