Chapter 4 (thanks for the reviews! Keep sending!)
Ok, now, all the characters are Hinton's characters except for Kayla.
She's mine but not like me at all. Promise.
"What took you guys so long to get home?" Darry is making dinner and watching T.V. Soda clicks the television off and says, "Darry, you'd better sit down. And don't lose your temper, whatever you do, don't lose your temper." He reaches in his pocket and pulls out the Marijuana. Darry stares for a long time, then takes it from Soda and studies the substance. "Where'd you get this, Sodapop?" "I'll tell you in a minute. First, promise you won't lose your temper. This is bad enough without you losing your temper." Darry looks directly at me. "This is Pony's, isn't it?" His voice is still calm, but it won't be for much longer. "I said, THIS IS PONY'S, ISN'T IT???" I nod. Darry stands up, looks at me in disbelief, and then he says, "It's for that girl, right? That girl that was waiting for you this morning, right?" He's nearly screaming out, and I'm shaking, because I'm scared. Scared of what Darry's going to do. Scared of what he won't do to get me out of this. But mostly, I'm scared this will be what breaks him, the final straw. "Isn't that girl Kayla as in, Kayla, Sandy's sister? Damn it, Pony! That girl was in jail twice in the past year for possession! Possession of illegal drugs like the ones you're carrying around RIGHT NOW!!!!" He's right. It is Sandy's sister. And he's right that she's been in jail for possession of illegal drugs. But one thing he must've forgotten is how cute she is and how sweet she can be when she's not high. He forgot everything that made me fall in love with her, and that made me mad. He should be yelling to me about ME! Not about Kayla. This was MY choice; she didn't force me into it! "Hey, Darry, lay off, huh? You don't even know her. You'd like her if you knew her. I'm the only one you need to worry about, so don't worry about her. Just worry about me!" "I'm sick of worrying about you, Ponyboy, and I don't want to do it anymore. I'm not going to make you quit, I can't, and I'm not even going to try. But if you get caught with them, it's YOU who's going to get sent to a children's home. It's you and Sodapop. Then I won't have to deal with either one of you and maybe I can get rid of the memories of when I DID have to deal with you and I can live a good life, a happy life. Go ahead, take your damn drugs! Enjoy!"
I'd been wondering how he'd respond. I guessed he'd probably hit me, or ground me, or maybe even send me to some shrink somewhere to help me get out of this. I never expected him to just throw in the towel. I never expected him to give up on me, to actually give me permission to take the drugs. I guess he was just tired of trying. He probably just decided enough was enough! He'd had to deal with so much in the past year, none of it his doing, and maybe he's just done too much for someone his age. So he just broke. I can't say I blame him.
"What took you guys so long to get home?" Darry is making dinner and watching T.V. Soda clicks the television off and says, "Darry, you'd better sit down. And don't lose your temper, whatever you do, don't lose your temper." He reaches in his pocket and pulls out the Marijuana. Darry stares for a long time, then takes it from Soda and studies the substance. "Where'd you get this, Sodapop?" "I'll tell you in a minute. First, promise you won't lose your temper. This is bad enough without you losing your temper." Darry looks directly at me. "This is Pony's, isn't it?" His voice is still calm, but it won't be for much longer. "I said, THIS IS PONY'S, ISN'T IT???" I nod. Darry stands up, looks at me in disbelief, and then he says, "It's for that girl, right? That girl that was waiting for you this morning, right?" He's nearly screaming out, and I'm shaking, because I'm scared. Scared of what Darry's going to do. Scared of what he won't do to get me out of this. But mostly, I'm scared this will be what breaks him, the final straw. "Isn't that girl Kayla as in, Kayla, Sandy's sister? Damn it, Pony! That girl was in jail twice in the past year for possession! Possession of illegal drugs like the ones you're carrying around RIGHT NOW!!!!" He's right. It is Sandy's sister. And he's right that she's been in jail for possession of illegal drugs. But one thing he must've forgotten is how cute she is and how sweet she can be when she's not high. He forgot everything that made me fall in love with her, and that made me mad. He should be yelling to me about ME! Not about Kayla. This was MY choice; she didn't force me into it! "Hey, Darry, lay off, huh? You don't even know her. You'd like her if you knew her. I'm the only one you need to worry about, so don't worry about her. Just worry about me!" "I'm sick of worrying about you, Ponyboy, and I don't want to do it anymore. I'm not going to make you quit, I can't, and I'm not even going to try. But if you get caught with them, it's YOU who's going to get sent to a children's home. It's you and Sodapop. Then I won't have to deal with either one of you and maybe I can get rid of the memories of when I DID have to deal with you and I can live a good life, a happy life. Go ahead, take your damn drugs! Enjoy!"
I'd been wondering how he'd respond. I guessed he'd probably hit me, or ground me, or maybe even send me to some shrink somewhere to help me get out of this. I never expected him to just throw in the towel. I never expected him to give up on me, to actually give me permission to take the drugs. I guess he was just tired of trying. He probably just decided enough was enough! He'd had to deal with so much in the past year, none of it his doing, and maybe he's just done too much for someone his age. So he just broke. I can't say I blame him.