(Steve)
"Soda!" I screamed as he tore through the parking lot. "Stop!"
He stumbled, slipped to the pavement, leaning his forehead on the cement, sobs wracking his entire body. I dropped beside him, tried to touch him only to be thrown off.
"You stay away from me!" he shouted. "You hate him, you want him to die, you're glad he's gone!"
"No," I pleaded, grabbing his arm. "You're my best friend, Soda,"
(my voice was so high..)
"I didn't want this to happen to him,"
(blood all over that young face)
"I cared about him too." I begged.
Soda stared at the pavement, his eyes bleak and stunned. "Cared," he gasped.
"What?"
"Past tense," he whispered.
"Soda.."
Soda leaned back, leaned his head to the sky, to the sunset, tears streaming down his face. "Oh God, he's dead, my brother's dead, Ponyboy's dead.."
I caught him as he sagged forward, caught him and held him, and he pounded on my chest, furiously at first, then weaker and weaker until he lay sobbing in my arms, there on the pavement, as the sun sank in one of the most beautiful sunsets I'd ever seen, as if in tribute to the dead boy who had loved them so much.
"Soda!" I screamed as he tore through the parking lot. "Stop!"
He stumbled, slipped to the pavement, leaning his forehead on the cement, sobs wracking his entire body. I dropped beside him, tried to touch him only to be thrown off.
"You stay away from me!" he shouted. "You hate him, you want him to die, you're glad he's gone!"
"No," I pleaded, grabbing his arm. "You're my best friend, Soda,"
(my voice was so high..)
"I didn't want this to happen to him,"
(blood all over that young face)
"I cared about him too." I begged.
Soda stared at the pavement, his eyes bleak and stunned. "Cared," he gasped.
"What?"
"Past tense," he whispered.
"Soda.."
Soda leaned back, leaned his head to the sky, to the sunset, tears streaming down his face. "Oh God, he's dead, my brother's dead, Ponyboy's dead.."
I caught him as he sagged forward, caught him and held him, and he pounded on my chest, furiously at first, then weaker and weaker until he lay sobbing in my arms, there on the pavement, as the sun sank in one of the most beautiful sunsets I'd ever seen, as if in tribute to the dead boy who had loved them so much.