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Chapter 6, sitting on the sofa with Two-bit and Steve. I made a big
mistake!! Johnny is suppose to be dead!! I changed it though, so go check
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Chapter 6 - Fighting and Telling
** Pony's P.O.V**
I wasn't having a good morning. After my bad dream I felt really empty and scared. Even when I see Soda, it almost sets me off crying. That dream sure scared me something awful. I lied in bed, looking up at the ceiling. I knew it was probably too late to get Soda back. There is something really wrong with him, something bothering him. He never acted that way toward me, or anyone else. Maybe I should tell Darry. But that might start more problems. Darry would be in the middle, probably taking both sides for something. Just like Soda use to do when me and Dar always fought... I heard footsteps toward my room, and knew they were Soda's so I closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep.
" That fucking asshole..." Soda mumbled while walking into the room. He slammed the door. I wonder why he was in this room, I expect him to try to stay far away from me as possible. I then felt the vibration of the bed. He sat down on it. I turned over to my side, so I couldn't see him. It was quiet for awhile, until Soda broke that silence.
" Thanks for getting Darry upset at me!" Soda said in the voice I rarely heard.
" I didn't do anything" I mumbled softly. I knew this was gonna start something.
" What?? What did you say?" He asked. I could feel his eyes on me. I gulped. I didn't say anything.
" I asked you a question!" Soda yelled. I got up and faced him.
" I said I didn't do anything!!" I yelled. Soda's face got red from anger. He pushed me off the bed. I banged my head on the wall.
" You fucking.." I yelled. Just then I felt a rush of anger. I got to my feet, and charged at Soda jumping on him. We both feel off the bed. I tried to punch him, but it was too late. He already had me pinned down. I easily brought my feet up and kicked him off. I was small, but I was still a good fighter. I didn't want to hurt Soda. I actually wasn't feeling like myself, but him hitting me was the last straw. He didn't get far and punched me in my face. I felt dizzy like I felt last night. I jumped on him again, and punched him in his nose. I went still. I didn't want to hit Soda. He was still mad, after a couple of seconds he jumped on me again. I started yelling and cussing. Just then Darry came running in. The door hit my head when he opened it.
" What the." Darry said. We were still at it. Darry grabbed Soda off of me.
" WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU GUYS THINK YOUR DOING??" Darry yelled, trying to get Soda calmed down. I sat up. My face was scratched and I felt my lip bleeding. Soda's nose was bleeding.
" Do you guys mind telling me what the hell you think you were doing?" Darry asked again. I didn't say anything. Soda didn't say anything.
" One of you guys better tell me!! But for now you guys are going to be in separated rooms!! Soda go to my room and cool off, I'll be right there" Soda stared at me for awhile, but obiently went out of the room. Darry helped me up. I started to get tears in my eyes. Why do I have to be so emotionally?
" What happened Pony?" He asked getting impatient. I gulped. I guess I'll tell him what's been happening.
" Me and Soda haven't been getting along for the past couple of days. He's been yelling at me, and he even grounded me. He came in the room. We started talking and he pushed me off the bed, I jumped on him, and we started fighting." I sniffed and sat on the bed. Darry was quiet.
" What's wrong with him?" Darry asked softly.
" I don't know, I just don't know. He keeps saying he's sick and tired of being the nice one, and has to change.." I started to shake. Darry didn't know what to say, he knew me and Soda always got along. He shook his head.
" I'm gonna go and talk to him" He rushed out the room. I lied on the bed. I eventually fell asleep, with my lip still bleeding.
Chapter 6 - Fighting and Telling
** Pony's P.O.V**
I wasn't having a good morning. After my bad dream I felt really empty and scared. Even when I see Soda, it almost sets me off crying. That dream sure scared me something awful. I lied in bed, looking up at the ceiling. I knew it was probably too late to get Soda back. There is something really wrong with him, something bothering him. He never acted that way toward me, or anyone else. Maybe I should tell Darry. But that might start more problems. Darry would be in the middle, probably taking both sides for something. Just like Soda use to do when me and Dar always fought... I heard footsteps toward my room, and knew they were Soda's so I closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep.
" That fucking asshole..." Soda mumbled while walking into the room. He slammed the door. I wonder why he was in this room, I expect him to try to stay far away from me as possible. I then felt the vibration of the bed. He sat down on it. I turned over to my side, so I couldn't see him. It was quiet for awhile, until Soda broke that silence.
" Thanks for getting Darry upset at me!" Soda said in the voice I rarely heard.
" I didn't do anything" I mumbled softly. I knew this was gonna start something.
" What?? What did you say?" He asked. I could feel his eyes on me. I gulped. I didn't say anything.
" I asked you a question!" Soda yelled. I got up and faced him.
" I said I didn't do anything!!" I yelled. Soda's face got red from anger. He pushed me off the bed. I banged my head on the wall.
" You fucking.." I yelled. Just then I felt a rush of anger. I got to my feet, and charged at Soda jumping on him. We both feel off the bed. I tried to punch him, but it was too late. He already had me pinned down. I easily brought my feet up and kicked him off. I was small, but I was still a good fighter. I didn't want to hurt Soda. I actually wasn't feeling like myself, but him hitting me was the last straw. He didn't get far and punched me in my face. I felt dizzy like I felt last night. I jumped on him again, and punched him in his nose. I went still. I didn't want to hit Soda. He was still mad, after a couple of seconds he jumped on me again. I started yelling and cussing. Just then Darry came running in. The door hit my head when he opened it.
" What the." Darry said. We were still at it. Darry grabbed Soda off of me.
" WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU GUYS THINK YOUR DOING??" Darry yelled, trying to get Soda calmed down. I sat up. My face was scratched and I felt my lip bleeding. Soda's nose was bleeding.
" Do you guys mind telling me what the hell you think you were doing?" Darry asked again. I didn't say anything. Soda didn't say anything.
" One of you guys better tell me!! But for now you guys are going to be in separated rooms!! Soda go to my room and cool off, I'll be right there" Soda stared at me for awhile, but obiently went out of the room. Darry helped me up. I started to get tears in my eyes. Why do I have to be so emotionally?
" What happened Pony?" He asked getting impatient. I gulped. I guess I'll tell him what's been happening.
" Me and Soda haven't been getting along for the past couple of days. He's been yelling at me, and he even grounded me. He came in the room. We started talking and he pushed me off the bed, I jumped on him, and we started fighting." I sniffed and sat on the bed. Darry was quiet.
" What's wrong with him?" Darry asked softly.
" I don't know, I just don't know. He keeps saying he's sick and tired of being the nice one, and has to change.." I started to shake. Darry didn't know what to say, he knew me and Soda always got along. He shook his head.
" I'm gonna go and talk to him" He rushed out the room. I lied on the bed. I eventually fell asleep, with my lip still bleeding.