A little present for my readers. Oh and I do not own The Outsiders.
Dad put a hand on my shoulder and patted Darry's. "Come on boys. We better go on up there."
I nodded. "Okay." Man did I feel nauseous.
"Should we go in one at a time?" Darry asked as we stepped into the elevator.
"No, I don't think so. He's going to be scared anyways. Best not have him nervous too. He was sedated but he should be waking up about now."
DING!
"Here we are."
I let out a sigh. Dad stepped out first and nodded his head to a door on the left and walked in.
I exchanged glances with Darry. He nodded. "Come on little buddy."
I nodded and we headed in. Mom was sitting on the bed and dad was blocking my view. He turned around and mom gave a sad sort of smile. She had been crying. 'Here he is." She said sadly.
Darry stayed behind but I walked forward and peered over. I nearly fell backwards. I knew that kid and it wasn't because he was my brother.
How could it be? I mean this is just to weird. No way. No way. I stepped back shaking my head."
Darry grabbed hold of me. "Easy little buddy."
I gulped. "I know him."
Mom looked at me. "Soda?"
I was shaking. It was Charlie. How could it be Charlie. Oh no, if it was Charlie. I felt tears trickle doswn my cheeks as I recalled all the times I'd seen Charlie come to school beat up, every time I'd seen him recoil.
All this time he was my brother. I had my brother with me for like three or four months and I never had a clue. I could have prevented this. I should have brought him to the house no matter how much he declined. I should have told the cops, a teacher, somebody. This was partly my fault.
"What do you mean?"
I bit my lip. "He, he tranfered in. We had some classes together. I never had any idea. I mean if I did… He's been my friend ma. I.. I"
Mom kissed Charlie's, no Pony's forhead and walked over to me. She held me tightly. "It's okay Soda, it's okay."
"ummmm……"
"He's waking up." Dad said.
"Soda get over here. Maybe he'll actually talk for you." I nodded. The rest of the family went to a corner.
I leaned over the bed. Oh my poor brother. "Pony.. Pony wake up." Of course he isn't used to that name. "Charlie," I whispered. "Charlie buddy its me Soda Curtis."
His eye lids opened and he looked at me with startled eyes and quickly looked away. "He buddy, you had be worried."
Charlie moved his shoulder slightly. "Buddy? Look at me."
Charlie looked at me then. I tried to smile. "Small world isn't it?"
Pony
This is not real. This is not real. There is no way this is real. Soda Curtis is not here, he is not my brother. I am not Ponyboy Curtis, I do not have two parents. Father is going to come get me. He's going to tell them this is a mistake.
Maybe I'm just going crazy like ma. Yeha that's it. This is a hallucination. I'm going mad. I'll wake up and I'll be in the mad house. Maybe they'll put me in a room with ma. No father will probably just lock me in the cellar and keep me drugged up. And he'll hit me sometimes.
Maybe if I wake up soon enough he won't find out because this can't be real. There is no way this is real.
"Pony?" I'm not Ponyboy Curtis. He's dead. He has to be, eight years. Who looks for someone that long? Nobody loves me that much. Just go away. Just go away.
"Please buddy, look at me." I looked up. I most have a pretty wild imagination because he sure looked like the real thing, maybe I am just that insane.
"I'm glad you're here. I get my little brother and a friend all in one." This is not real. This is not real. This is not real.
This a dream. Its just a dream.
"Son?" It was that man, the guy that's even bigger then father. I bet he hits like him too. Maybe it is father and I'm just seeing somebody else.
"These are your brothers, Darry and Soda." Oh man was the other one big. Is he one of father's henchmen? Why would he be in my hallucination. Oh Man don't hurt me, don't hurt me. Don't hurt me. I looked away.
If I don't let him see me he'll go away. If I don't let him see me he'll go away.
If I don't let him see me he'll go away.
Oh man, please just go away.