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*Soda's POV*
*Right where it left off*
I walked up the front steps and pushed open the door. I'm not sure what
I expected to find when I got inside, but it definitely wasn't what I found.
Darry and Pony were sitting on the couch together, and that was perfectly
normal. The thing was though, Pony had his head on Darry's shoulder, and
Darry was rubbing his back. I hadn't seen them this close for about a year.
"Darry, is Pony ok?" I asked him.
Darry slowly lifted his head and looked at me. He looked tired.
"He's crying Sodapop," he said.
I went over to the couch and sat next to Darry
"Why, what's wrong?" I asked.
" He's just upset," was all Darry said.
" I can see that, but what's wrong?" I asked.
" Soda, it's almost the tenth," Darry said softly
"The tenth?" I repeated.
Then the realization hit me like a ton of bricks.
"Damn it!" I yelled.
Pony lifted his head from Darry's shoulder and looked at me with wide
eyes.
"Soda?" he asked.
" I can't believe it, I'm so selfish," I said.
I wasn't going to cry, but I wanted to.
"No you're not," Darry said.
"Yes, I am," I said.
" Soda, you're one of the most unselfish people I know," Pony declared.
"Thank you honey, but right now I am selfish," I said to him.
"Why do you think you are?" Darry asked me.
"Because I almost forgot about Mom and Dad," I said and cringed.
"Soda, I'm sure you didn't forget, you just didn't want to remember,"
Darry said
"Same thing," I muttered.
"I miss them too," Pony said.
"We all do," Darry told him.
"Yes we do, and I almost forgot about the tenth," I said.
I got up from the couch and went to the door.
" I'm going out," I announced.
"Ok," Darry's voice sounded unsteady.
" Just be back by curfew," he said.
I knew I couldn't be around Darry for long without his parental qualities
shining through.
" Yeah sure, Darry," I said.
I noticed Pony was looking at me with a solemn expression on his face.
" Pony, don't worry, I'll be back," I said.
As I walked out of the door I thought I heard Pony say.
......... " good I don't want to have to mark the calendar for you..........."
I walked down the street a little, and cursed myself for not bringing a warmer jacket.
Normally, I'm a pretty happy guy and I'm proud to say that it isn't
an act. But I had almost forgotten about the day my parents had died. What
was wrong with me? How could I forget something like that?
"Hey Curtis,what's going on?".
I turned to my left and there was Dallas Winston.
" Oh hey Dally, nothing," I said.
" Can I have a cigarette?" I asked suddenly.
"Yeah sure, here,"
He gave me strange look but handed me one and lit it, then lit one
for himself. I don't smoke unless I need to calm down, and I guess the
whole gang knows it.
"So what's wrong?" he asked me.
"Wrong?" I asked and took a drag of the cigarette.
I made a small face. I wasn't used to this. Hopefully Dally didn't
notice.
"You're smoking," he pointed out.
" So are you," I said trying to avoid the subject.
"That's not the point, you are," he said.
"It's nothing Dally," I said.
" I don't believe you," he said.
" Fine, don't believe me," I said and started to walk away.
"Curtis, what the hell?" he asked.
I heard the pounding of footsteps as Dally ran to be right next to
me.
"Dally," I said.
He took his cigarette out of his mouth and stamped it out on the ground.
It wasn't even half done and he must've noticed my look of surprise because
he said,
" I got bored yesterday so I started looking through your little brother's
Health book. I got to the chapter on cancer and I read about how smoking
can cause lung cancer. And I'll be damned if I'm not going to die the way
I'm probably supposed to, young and on the streets. Or even as an old man,
which we all know probably won't happen," he said.
Then he looked at me and growled.
" If you tell anyone about this I'll kill you," he said.
I laughed a little then frowned.
" Don't say that word," I told him.
"Which one?" he asked.
" Oh, you're upset about the tenth aren't you?" he said.
" How'd you know?" I asked him.
" Even I remember the day your parents died," he said.
"Well I almost didn't," I said quietly.
" So that's what was bothering you," he said.
" Yeah, I can't believe I almost forgot about the day that my own parent's
died." I said miserably.
"It was when your parents died, that's not exactly the kind of thing
you want to remember," Dally said.
Then he took out another cigarette and lit it. Noticing my amused look
he just shrugged and said,
"Hey I'm only seventeen, I've got my life to live,"
"And you do too," he added after a few seconds.
"I know, but they were my parents," I said.
He nodded.
"And they were damn good ones too," he said.
"Yeah, that's the truth," I said.
" My parent's are probably still in New York, celebrating the fact
that they'll most likely never see me again," Dally said bitterly.
" Oh well, I hope they rot in hell, the bastards." he said with a smirk
on his face.
" Yeah," was all I could think to say.
" Let's see, my parents are bastards, Johnny's parents beat him and
don't give a crap about him, Two Bit's dad left when his little sister
was born and now their mom has to work extra hard, Steve's dad drinks and
it brings out the temper in Steve, and you Curtis brother's parents were
the best parents and they're dead," he said.
" Steve does get mad because of his father," I said.
"Life isn't fair, but then I should know that by now," Dally said.
"It's never fair, and I think we all know that by now," I said.
" I bet it's different over on the West Side," he said with an angry
glare on his eyes.
I shook my head.
"Naw, they probably have dead parents too," I said.
He looked at me in surprise.
"Hell Curtis," was all he said.
" I'm not selfish," I told him.
He looked a little confused.
" Good for you," he said.
I took the butt of the cigarette out of my mouth and put it on the
ground.
" I thought I was for almost forgetting about the tenth, but in some
strange way our conversation made me realize I'm not," I said.
" Glad to be of service," he said.
I laughed out loud.
"What?" he demanded.
"Nothing, maybe you should start up an advice thing," I said.
He looked at me with a death glare in his eyes.
"Mention any of this to anyone and....."
" I know, you'll kill me mercilessly," I said pretending to be bored.
" Curtis," he warned.
Then he got a smirk on his face that was halfway between a smile and
smirk.
"That's right," he said.
" I'm gonna go back home now, I need to talk to Darry and Pony," I
said.
" Ok, see ya," he said.
" Bye," I said.
I started walking back home. There was a lot we needed to talk about.
A/N. That was chapter 5, in case you didn't know. Lol.
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