Mind
Battles
Disclaimer: Yeah, I obviously do not own the Outsiders. I only own the plot and any characters that might show up.
A/N Thanks for the reviews guys. This will be another multiple POV story, but for now it will just be in Darry's POV. Poor guy doesn't get many fics.
*Darry's POV*
*The next day*
My head hurt. The kind of hurt that makes you want to commit homocidal acts. To anyone that's making any type of noise. Pony and Soda better shut up soon or I'll be doing a lot of explaining in front of the court.
"Darry are you ok?" Johnny Cade asked me.
"Yeah, I'm fine" I told him.
I've always liked Johnny. There's just something about him. Some type of quality that everyone knows is there, but no one's actually declared yet.
" You're looking kind of pale," Steve Randall informed me.
Thank you Steve. You're such a good source of information.
"Ohh" was what I really said.
He just gave me a weird look and went back to discussing girls with Dally,Two Bit, and Soda. I walked around the room in a pacing sort of motion before I finally settled down on the couch next to Ponyboy. He turned and looked at me for a moment. Now, I love my little brother more than anything, but sometimes he just gives me this weird feeling. I can't explain it. Then again I probably shouldn't mention it to anyone since I am his legal gaurdian.
" How's it going Pony?" I asked him in a careful voice. I've been trying to be calmer around him since the whole incident with him and Johnny, but I don't know if it's really working. The slight smile on his face told it was now.
" I'm good Darry"
"How's work", he asked.
Ok, so the conversation wasn't deeply personal or anything, but it's a start.
"It's going pretty well"
" My back's not screaming in agony" I said.
He got a sleepy smile on his face.
" That's good," he said and yawned.
Instinctively the "legal guardian in me took over.
" Pony you look tired and you've got school tomorrow," I said.
He tried to avert my gaze.
" I'm ok," he said
" Pony I know you have a World History quiz tomorrow, and after what you made on the last one I think you should get some sleep," I said
The tip of Pony's ears turned bright red.
" Do you have to tell everyone," he hissed
" Ponyboy Michael Curtis,'" I started to say warningly
" All right, all right I'm going," he grumbled.
He got up from the couch and started walking towards the bedroom that he and Soda shared.
" Hey Pony, where are you going?" asked Two Bit.
Pony pretended to stifle a yawn.
" To bed, I hate to say it but I'm about to fall asleep," he said and shot a glare in my direction.
I was tired myself and my head still hurt, so I ignored him. This time.
"See you later Pony,"Johnny called softly.
"Yeah, see you," Pony said and disapeared into his room.
Why couldn't I just play the role of big brother? I was very good at that. Mom and Dad were supposed to play the role of parents but something happened and someone had to step in. Can anyone guess who that was? That's right, your's truly. Darrel Shayne Curtis.
"He seemed kinda annoyed," Dally remarked.
A few pairs of eyes turned to me andI just shrugged.
"Something on your mind?" Soda asked me.
"Just boring stuff," I said
I didn't really think that
" It's just some stuff that's giving me a headache and tearing me up inside because I'm keeping it from you and Pony," was the right type of answer.
" Ok," he said doubtfully.
" Really Soda it's ok," i reasured him.
I glanced at the watch on my wrist. One of Dad's old watches.
" Hey guys it's 10:15, I think you guys should head home now." I said.
There was a look of disapointment in everyone's face. In Johnny's face there was also a look of fear. I knew perfectly well what I was sending him home to. A mother that barely knew he existed and a father that beat him and told him he was worthless. Johnny's knows he's not though. I wish I could let Johnny sleep here, but I know he would get a bad beating from his father the next day. Still, I hated the fact that I was about to send him into his own private hell. How did Mom and Dad deal with this type of thing?
" Sorry guys, but it is getting late," I said
" Yeah no problem Darry," Dally said
One by one the guys left the house each saying good bye as they left. I couldn't help but notice a slight tremble in Johnny's voice as he left.
" You're doing it again," a small voice whispered.
" Sending someone off to their doom"
" Shut up, no I'm not!" I whispered fiercely.
I thought I had whispered it in my mind, but from the look on Soda's face I guess I hadn't.
" What?" he asked
" Nothing Soda, you should go to bed now," I said
" Darry you're avoiding me," he accused.
" Sodapop Patrick Curtis," I said and stood up.
Sometimes when I don't know what to say to Pony and Soda I just say their full names. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. This was one of those times when it didn't.
"Ahh, there!" he cried triumphantly.
"Soda, what are you talking about," I asked even though I knew what he was talking about.
" You're doing the name thing," he said a matter of fact voice.
"Name thing?" I repeated.
"Yeah you know, when you don't know what to say so you say mine and Pony's full names,"
I didn't really say anything. So much for a being a mature and responsible legal guardian.
" You're not telling me something," he said.
" Soda the entire world is not telling you a lot of things"
" Now will you go to bed?" I asked him.
I knew he wanted to say something else, but I fixed him with my best " stern" glare and he backed away.
" I guess I'll see you later," he called over his should as he walked back to his room.
"You will," I called back.
Then I sank back down on the couch, exhausted and slightly disgusted with myself. I was turning into a really lousy legal guardian. The court doesn't think so though, and that's why they let Pony and Soda stay with me. It's a good thing they can't see how pressured I feel or Pony and Soda would would wisked away from me before I could blink. I stared up at the battered ceiling fan.
" Mom and Dad, I still don't get how you guys did it," I said softly.
I continued staring and then I said,
" I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
A/N That was chapter........2! Ok, thanks for reading this. Happy Thanksgiving if you are American and if you're not, then just be happy!
Fyremoon
Disclaimer: Yeah, I obviously do not own the Outsiders. I only own the plot and any characters that might show up.
A/N Thanks for the reviews guys. This will be another multiple POV story, but for now it will just be in Darry's POV. Poor guy doesn't get many fics.
*Darry's POV*
*The next day*
My head hurt. The kind of hurt that makes you want to commit homocidal acts. To anyone that's making any type of noise. Pony and Soda better shut up soon or I'll be doing a lot of explaining in front of the court.
"Darry are you ok?" Johnny Cade asked me.
"Yeah, I'm fine" I told him.
I've always liked Johnny. There's just something about him. Some type of quality that everyone knows is there, but no one's actually declared yet.
" You're looking kind of pale," Steve Randall informed me.
Thank you Steve. You're such a good source of information.
"Ohh" was what I really said.
He just gave me a weird look and went back to discussing girls with Dally,Two Bit, and Soda. I walked around the room in a pacing sort of motion before I finally settled down on the couch next to Ponyboy. He turned and looked at me for a moment. Now, I love my little brother more than anything, but sometimes he just gives me this weird feeling. I can't explain it. Then again I probably shouldn't mention it to anyone since I am his legal gaurdian.
" How's it going Pony?" I asked him in a careful voice. I've been trying to be calmer around him since the whole incident with him and Johnny, but I don't know if it's really working. The slight smile on his face told it was now.
" I'm good Darry"
"How's work", he asked.
Ok, so the conversation wasn't deeply personal or anything, but it's a start.
"It's going pretty well"
" My back's not screaming in agony" I said.
He got a sleepy smile on his face.
" That's good," he said and yawned.
Instinctively the "legal guardian in me took over.
" Pony you look tired and you've got school tomorrow," I said.
He tried to avert my gaze.
" I'm ok," he said
" Pony I know you have a World History quiz tomorrow, and after what you made on the last one I think you should get some sleep," I said
The tip of Pony's ears turned bright red.
" Do you have to tell everyone," he hissed
" Ponyboy Michael Curtis,'" I started to say warningly
" All right, all right I'm going," he grumbled.
He got up from the couch and started walking towards the bedroom that he and Soda shared.
" Hey Pony, where are you going?" asked Two Bit.
Pony pretended to stifle a yawn.
" To bed, I hate to say it but I'm about to fall asleep," he said and shot a glare in my direction.
I was tired myself and my head still hurt, so I ignored him. This time.
"See you later Pony,"Johnny called softly.
"Yeah, see you," Pony said and disapeared into his room.
Why couldn't I just play the role of big brother? I was very good at that. Mom and Dad were supposed to play the role of parents but something happened and someone had to step in. Can anyone guess who that was? That's right, your's truly. Darrel Shayne Curtis.
"He seemed kinda annoyed," Dally remarked.
A few pairs of eyes turned to me andI just shrugged.
"Something on your mind?" Soda asked me.
"Just boring stuff," I said
I didn't really think that
" It's just some stuff that's giving me a headache and tearing me up inside because I'm keeping it from you and Pony," was the right type of answer.
" Ok," he said doubtfully.
" Really Soda it's ok," i reasured him.
I glanced at the watch on my wrist. One of Dad's old watches.
" Hey guys it's 10:15, I think you guys should head home now." I said.
There was a look of disapointment in everyone's face. In Johnny's face there was also a look of fear. I knew perfectly well what I was sending him home to. A mother that barely knew he existed and a father that beat him and told him he was worthless. Johnny's knows he's not though. I wish I could let Johnny sleep here, but I know he would get a bad beating from his father the next day. Still, I hated the fact that I was about to send him into his own private hell. How did Mom and Dad deal with this type of thing?
" Sorry guys, but it is getting late," I said
" Yeah no problem Darry," Dally said
One by one the guys left the house each saying good bye as they left. I couldn't help but notice a slight tremble in Johnny's voice as he left.
" You're doing it again," a small voice whispered.
" Sending someone off to their doom"
" Shut up, no I'm not!" I whispered fiercely.
I thought I had whispered it in my mind, but from the look on Soda's face I guess I hadn't.
" What?" he asked
" Nothing Soda, you should go to bed now," I said
" Darry you're avoiding me," he accused.
" Sodapop Patrick Curtis," I said and stood up.
Sometimes when I don't know what to say to Pony and Soda I just say their full names. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. This was one of those times when it didn't.
"Ahh, there!" he cried triumphantly.
"Soda, what are you talking about," I asked even though I knew what he was talking about.
" You're doing the name thing," he said a matter of fact voice.
"Name thing?" I repeated.
"Yeah you know, when you don't know what to say so you say mine and Pony's full names,"
I didn't really say anything. So much for a being a mature and responsible legal guardian.
" You're not telling me something," he said.
" Soda the entire world is not telling you a lot of things"
" Now will you go to bed?" I asked him.
I knew he wanted to say something else, but I fixed him with my best " stern" glare and he backed away.
" I guess I'll see you later," he called over his should as he walked back to his room.
"You will," I called back.
Then I sank back down on the couch, exhausted and slightly disgusted with myself. I was turning into a really lousy legal guardian. The court doesn't think so though, and that's why they let Pony and Soda stay with me. It's a good thing they can't see how pressured I feel or Pony and Soda would would wisked away from me before I could blink. I stared up at the battered ceiling fan.
" Mom and Dad, I still don't get how you guys did it," I said softly.
I continued staring and then I said,
" I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
A/N That was chapter........2! Ok, thanks for reading this. Happy Thanksgiving if you are American and if you're not, then just be happy!
Fyremoon
