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*Two-Bit's POV*
I cant believe it. My girl is in jail. She took the rap for Johnnycakes. I'm not gonna see her for months. These thoughts kept running through my mind. I missed her already. I parked in front of the Curtis' house and hopped out of the car. I walked up the steps and opened the door. When I walked in guess what I found? Steve, Dallas, and Johnny on the couch watching Mickey Mouse. Their faces were expressionless. I flopped on the arm chair and joined them. "Where's your girl?" Dally asked after a few minutes.
"In jail," I answered simply.
Steve, Dally, and Johnny turned and faced me. "What?" they questioned together.
"Rocky took the blame for Johnny, about killing that Soc, and they arrested her."
"It should've been me," Johnny said. His voice was barely above a whisper. He looked sad.
"Johnny, she loves you. She wasn't about to let you get tossed in jail," I said trying to cheer him up.
"Well I love her too! Do you really think I want to watch her take the rap for me? Its gonna bug me something awful knowing she's in jail for something I did!"
We were all shocked. He never flipped out and yelled like that. Quiet, little Johnny, who hardly ever said more than 'Hi', just lost it. It got too quiet. All of a sudden the phone rang. I jumped up and answered it. "Hello?"
"Hi, Two-Bit."
"Roxy." I sighed with relief. Hearing her voice felt so good right now. "Are you okay, Baby?"
"I'm fine. Is Johnny there? I wanna talk to him."
"Yeah. Just a sec." I took the phone away from my ear and covered the mouth piece.
"Johnny, its for you."
Johnny jumped up and took the phone from me. "Hi, Little One....What's going on?...I know that's why you took the blame, but--no listen--I wont say you did something you didn't!...C'mon...Ple--All right. Fine. You win....I love you. Thanks...Bye." Johnny slowly hung up the phone.
"What did she say?" Steve asked.
"She said she loves me and she made me agree to saying she killed Bob." He sat back on the couch and wouldn't say another word. It was quiet again.
"Where are the Curtis'?" I asked.
"They took Pony back to the hospital earlier this morning," Steve said.
"Then lets go visit Pony, then Roxy. Sound good?" The guys nodded. We went to Dally's car and hopped in. When we were all inside, Dally revved the engine and zoomed off.
*Dally's POV*
I went inside the hospital with Two-Bit, Johnny, and Steve. I didn't stay long though. Sure I said hey to Soda and Darry and asked how Ponyboy was doing, but then I left.
I drove to the police station and parked in Sheriff Day's spot. I got out of the car and walked into the station like I owned the damn place. But no one really seemed to notice. I went straight to the office of the guy I wanted to see. I pounded on the door with my fist and yelled, "Summers, open the door! C'mon, open up!"
Joe opened the door. "Hi, Dally. Whets up?"
"I hear you arrested my kid sister."
"You have a kid sister?"
"Sorta' adopted. Rockelle, the girl who admitted to killing Bob Sheldon."
"Oh, yeah. Her. What about her?"
"She's innocent! Why did you arrest her?"
"She admitted to committing the murder, that's why."
"Shouldn't you have questioned me?"
"I did. You were useless."
"Hey, look, I killed that Soc. That poor kid was so damn confused she had no idea what she was saying!"
"How do you figure that?"
"Look, she was scared out of her mind. If we hadn't been around to save her, that asshole would have raped her."
"Well why did you say Johnny did it?"
"Because he wanted to protect me. Cute, huh? He just wanted me to stay outta the cooler so I promised to go along with it. Rocky was just protecting her big brother, too. Sweet kids, aint they?"
"You're taking Rockelle's place."
Mission accomplished, I thought to myself. I followed him to his car and we drove to the prison in silence. When we got there, we went to Rocky's cell. She was sleeping. She looked real pretty. Little wisps of hair were in her face and her hands rested on her stomach. She looked like an angel without wings and a halo. But no normal angel though; she looked like she'd break easily. Like porcelain. "Hey, Little One. Wake up," I said softly. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at me.
"Dallas? What are you doing here?" She sat up and moved her hair out of her face.
"Dally?"
"You're free to go," Joe said as he unlocked her cell. I walked in and sat next to her on the bed.
"I'm what?"
"You don't have to cover for me any more, Little One."
"But--"
"Just go, kiddo." She hit my arm.
"What are you doing?" Rocky hissed.
"Taking responsibility for my actions."
"Bull! That is so not like you Dallas Winston!" She hit me again. I would've hit her back if I didn't love her so damn much.
"Look, sis, I love you. I don't want you in here for something you didn't do."
"Dally--" She looked like she was gonna cry.
"Shh. Just go."
Joe came in and gave her her crutches. She had no choice but to take them and leave. Joe locked me in when she got out. I stretched out on the bed and thought, Something else for my record.
*Rockelle's POV* I cant believe Dallas did that! I was trying to do something right for once in my life and he took it away. I guess he didn't want to see me get hardened. I don't think I would've though. Joe took me to the front desk and told me to make a phone call. I called the Curtis house but no one answered. So I tried the hospital, figuring Pony might've went back.
The receptionist picked up in the middle of the second ring. "Tulsa Medical Center. How may I help you?"
"Hi. I believe Two-Bit Matthews is there visiting Ponyboy Curtis. Could you put him on please?"
"Yes. Just a moment."
"Hello?"
"Hi, Two-Bit."
"Roxy, whets going on?"
"Dallas decided he didn't want me taking the blame for him any more." Joe was standing right there so I went along with the story.
"Babe, what are you talking about?"
"I'll meet you at the hospital. See you soon."
"Okay. Bye."
"Bye." I slowly put the phone back down on the cradle. Joe said he'd give me a ride to the hospital so I followed him to his car. I slid into the front seat. Joe got in and started the car. Before I knew it we were on the street. "Joe, am I gonna end up in a foster home?"
"Well, we talked to your mom and decided she's an unfit parent and with your step dad locked up, I'd say yes you are."
"Are you gonna move me far away?" If I didn't live near my boys I'd never survive. They keep me sane and outta trouble, most of the time anyway.
"We haven't decided yet."
"Oh." I sighed and looked out the window. I watched the scenery pass me by quickly until it became a blur and gave me a headache. A minute later we were in front of the hospital. I got out and walked into the hospital. I walked up to the receptionist's desk.
"Could you give me Ponyboy Curtis' room number please?"
"Second floor. Room number 118."
"Thanks." I went to the elevator and in no time at all I was at the doorway of Ponyboy's room. "Hi, boys. Whets up?"
"Babe!" Two-Bit said. He came to me and hugged me tight. Then he kissed me. Gently and sweetly like all of his kisses. Soon it felt as if had melted into one; as if we shared a mind. I've never experienced a kiss that exciting, that passionate, hell, that intense. I don't know how long the kiss lasted for but the romantic moment was shattered when somebody said, "Get a room." I never did find out who it was. I never did find out who said that.
We parted and I felt my face get hot. I wanted that kiss to last forever. "So how was prison and why is Dally there now?" Steve asked.
"I was asleep the whole time and I dunno why Dally is there."
"Oh."
Joe appeared at the door. "Oh, God what did I do now?" I asked.
"Just come talk to me in the hall for a minute, Rockelle," Joe said. I nodded and went out into the hall. He shut the door behind me.
"Well?"
"Well, we have a foster family for you."
"Really? Where?"
"California."
My heart stopped. Did he actually say 'California'? "California?" I screamed. That's just too far away! I'll die out there, I thought.
"Yes. You leave tonight."
"No....I cant. Not now, not ever! My life is here! My brothers and the love of my life are here! You cant do this to me!'
"It'll be great for you."
"Two-Bit!!" The door flew open.
"Whets going on?" he asked worriedly.
"Two-Bit, he wants to send me to California!" I half-cried.
"That's too far away, Summers."
"I'm sorry but that's how its got to be."
"If you were sorry you wouldn't do this to me!" I said. By then all the guys were around the door.
"We cant live without her," all of the guys said together.
"Yes you can. I promise I'll bring her back before I take her to the airport." Joe took me away by force. We drove to my house. Mom wasn't home. Big surprise. I went to my room and grabbed only the important things: my hairbrush, toothbrush, a few articles of clothing, Two-Bit's jacket, photos, and my Elvis albums. After I got my stuff, Joe took me to the hospital to say goodbye. I went upstairs to Pony's room. They all looked at me when I came in.
"Bye," I said weakly. Tears sprung to my eyes. Ponyboy jumped out of bed and ran to me. He hugged me tight. I returned the embrace. Tears fell onto his shoulder. "I don't want to leave," I whispered.
"I know, I know," Pony whispered. I thought he was gonna cry too. The other guys came over and I hugged each of them. I hugged Two-Bit last.
I whispered, "I'm figuring out a way back." Then he kissed me. It was another earth shattering kiss like before. But it ended when Joe tapped my shoulder. Me and Two-Bit parted and the evil cop took me away. When we were back in the patrol car I said, "I have to see Dallas or I refuse to leave."
"Okay." We drove to the prison in silence. When we got there, I went to Dally's cell.
"Dally!" I said.
He hopped up from the bed and asked, "What is it, Little One?" He walked to the door.
"They're sending me to a foster home in California. I'm leaving tonight. I just came to say goodbye."
He looked heart broken. He took off his leather jacket and handed it to me. "I want you to have my jacket. I want you to remember me."
I took the jacket from him. "How could I ever forget you, Dallas Winston?"
He smiled. "Just think of me always, okay?" He grabbed my hand. "Always."
"Always. I promise." He squeezed my hand. "Bye, Dally."
"Bye, Little One."
Once again, Joe made me go back to the car. I hated him. I really and truly hated him. We got in the car and headed for the airport. "Your foster family is meeting us there," Joe said. "You'll have a mom, a dad, an older brother, a younger brother, and a sister about your age."
Every time he said 'brother' my heart ached for the guys. "Names. What are their names?" I asked.
"Mom is Diane, Dad is Michael, big brother is Josh, sister is Chrissy, and little brother is Connor. Their last name is Green."
"Uh-huh." I remained quiet the rest of the ride.
Okay chapter 15! i know it seems really bad right now but it gets better i promise!! please review! until next time.....Love Rocky
*Two-Bit's POV*
I cant believe it. My girl is in jail. She took the rap for Johnnycakes. I'm not gonna see her for months. These thoughts kept running through my mind. I missed her already. I parked in front of the Curtis' house and hopped out of the car. I walked up the steps and opened the door. When I walked in guess what I found? Steve, Dallas, and Johnny on the couch watching Mickey Mouse. Their faces were expressionless. I flopped on the arm chair and joined them. "Where's your girl?" Dally asked after a few minutes.
"In jail," I answered simply.
Steve, Dally, and Johnny turned and faced me. "What?" they questioned together.
"Rocky took the blame for Johnny, about killing that Soc, and they arrested her."
"It should've been me," Johnny said. His voice was barely above a whisper. He looked sad.
"Johnny, she loves you. She wasn't about to let you get tossed in jail," I said trying to cheer him up.
"Well I love her too! Do you really think I want to watch her take the rap for me? Its gonna bug me something awful knowing she's in jail for something I did!"
We were all shocked. He never flipped out and yelled like that. Quiet, little Johnny, who hardly ever said more than 'Hi', just lost it. It got too quiet. All of a sudden the phone rang. I jumped up and answered it. "Hello?"
"Hi, Two-Bit."
"Roxy." I sighed with relief. Hearing her voice felt so good right now. "Are you okay, Baby?"
"I'm fine. Is Johnny there? I wanna talk to him."
"Yeah. Just a sec." I took the phone away from my ear and covered the mouth piece.
"Johnny, its for you."
Johnny jumped up and took the phone from me. "Hi, Little One....What's going on?...I know that's why you took the blame, but--no listen--I wont say you did something you didn't!...C'mon...Ple--All right. Fine. You win....I love you. Thanks...Bye." Johnny slowly hung up the phone.
"What did she say?" Steve asked.
"She said she loves me and she made me agree to saying she killed Bob." He sat back on the couch and wouldn't say another word. It was quiet again.
"Where are the Curtis'?" I asked.
"They took Pony back to the hospital earlier this morning," Steve said.
"Then lets go visit Pony, then Roxy. Sound good?" The guys nodded. We went to Dally's car and hopped in. When we were all inside, Dally revved the engine and zoomed off.
*Dally's POV*
I went inside the hospital with Two-Bit, Johnny, and Steve. I didn't stay long though. Sure I said hey to Soda and Darry and asked how Ponyboy was doing, but then I left.
I drove to the police station and parked in Sheriff Day's spot. I got out of the car and walked into the station like I owned the damn place. But no one really seemed to notice. I went straight to the office of the guy I wanted to see. I pounded on the door with my fist and yelled, "Summers, open the door! C'mon, open up!"
Joe opened the door. "Hi, Dally. Whets up?"
"I hear you arrested my kid sister."
"You have a kid sister?"
"Sorta' adopted. Rockelle, the girl who admitted to killing Bob Sheldon."
"Oh, yeah. Her. What about her?"
"She's innocent! Why did you arrest her?"
"She admitted to committing the murder, that's why."
"Shouldn't you have questioned me?"
"I did. You were useless."
"Hey, look, I killed that Soc. That poor kid was so damn confused she had no idea what she was saying!"
"How do you figure that?"
"Look, she was scared out of her mind. If we hadn't been around to save her, that asshole would have raped her."
"Well why did you say Johnny did it?"
"Because he wanted to protect me. Cute, huh? He just wanted me to stay outta the cooler so I promised to go along with it. Rocky was just protecting her big brother, too. Sweet kids, aint they?"
"You're taking Rockelle's place."
Mission accomplished, I thought to myself. I followed him to his car and we drove to the prison in silence. When we got there, we went to Rocky's cell. She was sleeping. She looked real pretty. Little wisps of hair were in her face and her hands rested on her stomach. She looked like an angel without wings and a halo. But no normal angel though; she looked like she'd break easily. Like porcelain. "Hey, Little One. Wake up," I said softly. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at me.
"Dallas? What are you doing here?" She sat up and moved her hair out of her face.
"Dally?"
"You're free to go," Joe said as he unlocked her cell. I walked in and sat next to her on the bed.
"I'm what?"
"You don't have to cover for me any more, Little One."
"But--"
"Just go, kiddo." She hit my arm.
"What are you doing?" Rocky hissed.
"Taking responsibility for my actions."
"Bull! That is so not like you Dallas Winston!" She hit me again. I would've hit her back if I didn't love her so damn much.
"Look, sis, I love you. I don't want you in here for something you didn't do."
"Dally--" She looked like she was gonna cry.
"Shh. Just go."
Joe came in and gave her her crutches. She had no choice but to take them and leave. Joe locked me in when she got out. I stretched out on the bed and thought, Something else for my record.
*Rockelle's POV* I cant believe Dallas did that! I was trying to do something right for once in my life and he took it away. I guess he didn't want to see me get hardened. I don't think I would've though. Joe took me to the front desk and told me to make a phone call. I called the Curtis house but no one answered. So I tried the hospital, figuring Pony might've went back.
The receptionist picked up in the middle of the second ring. "Tulsa Medical Center. How may I help you?"
"Hi. I believe Two-Bit Matthews is there visiting Ponyboy Curtis. Could you put him on please?"
"Yes. Just a moment."
"Hello?"
"Hi, Two-Bit."
"Roxy, whets going on?"
"Dallas decided he didn't want me taking the blame for him any more." Joe was standing right there so I went along with the story.
"Babe, what are you talking about?"
"I'll meet you at the hospital. See you soon."
"Okay. Bye."
"Bye." I slowly put the phone back down on the cradle. Joe said he'd give me a ride to the hospital so I followed him to his car. I slid into the front seat. Joe got in and started the car. Before I knew it we were on the street. "Joe, am I gonna end up in a foster home?"
"Well, we talked to your mom and decided she's an unfit parent and with your step dad locked up, I'd say yes you are."
"Are you gonna move me far away?" If I didn't live near my boys I'd never survive. They keep me sane and outta trouble, most of the time anyway.
"We haven't decided yet."
"Oh." I sighed and looked out the window. I watched the scenery pass me by quickly until it became a blur and gave me a headache. A minute later we were in front of the hospital. I got out and walked into the hospital. I walked up to the receptionist's desk.
"Could you give me Ponyboy Curtis' room number please?"
"Second floor. Room number 118."
"Thanks." I went to the elevator and in no time at all I was at the doorway of Ponyboy's room. "Hi, boys. Whets up?"
"Babe!" Two-Bit said. He came to me and hugged me tight. Then he kissed me. Gently and sweetly like all of his kisses. Soon it felt as if had melted into one; as if we shared a mind. I've never experienced a kiss that exciting, that passionate, hell, that intense. I don't know how long the kiss lasted for but the romantic moment was shattered when somebody said, "Get a room." I never did find out who it was. I never did find out who said that.
We parted and I felt my face get hot. I wanted that kiss to last forever. "So how was prison and why is Dally there now?" Steve asked.
"I was asleep the whole time and I dunno why Dally is there."
"Oh."
Joe appeared at the door. "Oh, God what did I do now?" I asked.
"Just come talk to me in the hall for a minute, Rockelle," Joe said. I nodded and went out into the hall. He shut the door behind me.
"Well?"
"Well, we have a foster family for you."
"Really? Where?"
"California."
My heart stopped. Did he actually say 'California'? "California?" I screamed. That's just too far away! I'll die out there, I thought.
"Yes. You leave tonight."
"No....I cant. Not now, not ever! My life is here! My brothers and the love of my life are here! You cant do this to me!'
"It'll be great for you."
"Two-Bit!!" The door flew open.
"Whets going on?" he asked worriedly.
"Two-Bit, he wants to send me to California!" I half-cried.
"That's too far away, Summers."
"I'm sorry but that's how its got to be."
"If you were sorry you wouldn't do this to me!" I said. By then all the guys were around the door.
"We cant live without her," all of the guys said together.
"Yes you can. I promise I'll bring her back before I take her to the airport." Joe took me away by force. We drove to my house. Mom wasn't home. Big surprise. I went to my room and grabbed only the important things: my hairbrush, toothbrush, a few articles of clothing, Two-Bit's jacket, photos, and my Elvis albums. After I got my stuff, Joe took me to the hospital to say goodbye. I went upstairs to Pony's room. They all looked at me when I came in.
"Bye," I said weakly. Tears sprung to my eyes. Ponyboy jumped out of bed and ran to me. He hugged me tight. I returned the embrace. Tears fell onto his shoulder. "I don't want to leave," I whispered.
"I know, I know," Pony whispered. I thought he was gonna cry too. The other guys came over and I hugged each of them. I hugged Two-Bit last.
I whispered, "I'm figuring out a way back." Then he kissed me. It was another earth shattering kiss like before. But it ended when Joe tapped my shoulder. Me and Two-Bit parted and the evil cop took me away. When we were back in the patrol car I said, "I have to see Dallas or I refuse to leave."
"Okay." We drove to the prison in silence. When we got there, I went to Dally's cell.
"Dally!" I said.
He hopped up from the bed and asked, "What is it, Little One?" He walked to the door.
"They're sending me to a foster home in California. I'm leaving tonight. I just came to say goodbye."
He looked heart broken. He took off his leather jacket and handed it to me. "I want you to have my jacket. I want you to remember me."
I took the jacket from him. "How could I ever forget you, Dallas Winston?"
He smiled. "Just think of me always, okay?" He grabbed my hand. "Always."
"Always. I promise." He squeezed my hand. "Bye, Dally."
"Bye, Little One."
Once again, Joe made me go back to the car. I hated him. I really and truly hated him. We got in the car and headed for the airport. "Your foster family is meeting us there," Joe said. "You'll have a mom, a dad, an older brother, a younger brother, and a sister about your age."
Every time he said 'brother' my heart ached for the guys. "Names. What are their names?" I asked.
"Mom is Diane, Dad is Michael, big brother is Josh, sister is Chrissy, and little brother is Connor. Their last name is Green."
"Uh-huh." I remained quiet the rest of the ride.
Okay chapter 15! i know it seems really bad right now but it gets better i promise!! please review! until next time.....Love Rocky