Author's Note: Okay, I want you all to know that the beginning of the next
chapter was really hard to write, because it brought back memories of when
my brother and I were in a car crash.
Lynne: * Comes over and hugs Man *
And just so you all know, the absolute worst smell in the world in airbag smoke. Ugh. * shudders * I, like Darry, opened my eyes to see a huge smash in the windshield right in front of me. My brother yelled at me to get out of the car, and I did. It's so scary to get out and see the car a pile of metal.
Anyway...
Kate: Wanna move on with it?
No. Just kidding, yeah, sure. Reviewers, I LOVE YOU! You guys are what inspires me to write! ^_^
Wonderful Reviewers:
Celestra ~ Thank you so very much for the chocolate and the review! ^_^
Lynne: Thank you for the chocolate! It's yummy! n.n AND NOW I'm HYPER!
Oh dear lord.
Kate: I like chocolate.
Kate, what do you say to Celestra?
Kate: It's good.
KATE!
Kate: Fine, find. Thanks.
Geez, I feel like I'm talking to a two year old...^_~
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Estelle Yavetil ~ Thank you!
Kate: What, no chocolate?
KATE! Shhh! Sorry about that. Thanks for the review!
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Maxwell de Charenton ~ Yupp! The showdown is coming, not in this chapter, but the next. Glad you saw it coming! ^_^ Firearms, chicken stuffing, and an old script of the Outsiders...I've decided that I don't want to know! ^_~
Kate: I do. Can I help?
Don't make me come over there, Kate.
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Aemilia Rose ~ Sorry! Fast update, does that count? Thanks for the review!
Lynne: Uh-huh! Thankees! ^_____^
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MissLKid ~ Thank you!
Lynne: Yupp, what she said! * bounces around from sugar *
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KimmerKay ~ Erm, sorry 'bout that. Didn't mean to cause anyone bad dreams!
Kate: I did.
That's because you're a bad conscious, go away.
Kate: No.
Yay! I have a temporary puppy friend! I'll try not to kill Ponyboy.
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Latinagal ~ Awwwwwwwww! Thank you so much! You don't know how much that means to me! I'll be fourteen in October. I know, I know. I'm young. Shh. Aw, Thanks! Yeah, I like the signs. ^_^
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Queesn Seta/Remmy ~ Lol, okay. About Pony, yes.
Kate: Muah.
Thanks, my exams went....well. -_- * shudder * And my Holes fic will be updated...sometime. Another chapter's in the works, anyway.
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Litzy Bitzy ~ Thanks! Sorry about the evilness!
Kate: * shines shoes *
Wow, that was random.
Kate: ^_^
Gagh! You'll force me to write? Eep! Here's the chapter! * backs away slowly *
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Thank you AWESOME REVIEWERS!
* silence *
Kate, where's Lynne?
Kate: * shrug * She bounced off somewhere.
Okaaaaay, she'll be back by the end of the chapter, I'm sure.
Enjoy the fic.
Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders.
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((Darry's POV))
I threw my head back and slammed on the breaks, shoving the pedal down to the metal. I don't know if I was yelling, someone was. Then there was jerk, and the car was off the road. The wheels left the pavement, and with a mind-shattering jolt the next few moments all ran together. It seemed like an eternity, but really was only a few seconds. My airbag exploded in my face, filling the car with smoke. Just in front of me a large cobweb of fracture split the windshield. Trying desperately to breath through the smoke I closed my eyes as the car continued it's movement.
Finally, the car stopped, and my eyes shot open. The first thing that hit me was pain. I was sure as hell bruised up, but not seriously hurt. The next thing that hit me was a sickening wave of vertigo. My up was reversed with down, and it was incredibly dark considering the sun outside. Then I realized. The car was upside down.
"Get out of the car!" I yelled to the gang, ancient smoke filling my lungs. Concern for my brothers and friends suddenly ran through me like a spark. I had been wearing a seatbelt, which had saved me from going flying through the windshield. I don't know if anyone else was. Grabbing the handle above the window, I undid my seatbelt and kicked open the door. To hell with opening.
As I got out of the car, the first thing I did was to fall to my knees and cough. And cough some more, expelling the smoke from my lungs the only way my body knew how. My arms wrapped around my chest and I coughed until tears came to my eyes. I couldn't stay long. Somehow, I stumbled to my feet. I had to help the guys. Besides, I could see it was only a matter of time before the Socs found a way to drive their mustangs safely down the steep slope behind the road.
I ran to the other side of the car, and yanked the door open. Two- Bit was slumped down on the bottom -no, top, I told myself -of the car, unconscious. There was a trickle of blood falling from his forehead. I pulled him out, laying him unceremoniously on the grass.
I stumbled over to the other door and tried to pull it open. It was stuck.
((Soda's POV))
I was laying on the ceiling. I didn't quite know how I'd gotten there, only that the car went off the road and after a crap load of banging around ended up upside down. I hadn't been wearing a seatbelt, and now wished I had been. This was pathetic. I heard Darry kick his door open, and come back and pull Two-Bit out. I tried to open the doors, but both back ones had somehow been wedged shut. Life was a bitch sometimes.
My lungs ached as I choked on the smoke. I started to cough, my ribs aching where I'd bruised them on the joy ride down the hill.
I turned to Ponyboy, who had been smart enough to actually put his seatbelt ON. His eyes were open, and you could tell he was scared. Scared of the Socs, I thought, until he whispered to me hoarsely through the smoke from the front airbags.
"We almost died like Mom and Dad."
Holy shit. We almost did. Our parents had both died in a car crash, and we almost did, too.
I awkwardly helped him out of his seatbelt, ignoring the large bloody slice on my arm that some loose piece of metal had caused.
"You ok, Pony?" I asked, as he joined me on the ceiling of the car. Strange, thinking that.
He nodded, deathly pale.
"Good thing we're not claustrophobic, huh?" Pony asked.
"Claustrophobiwhata?" I asked as I poked Steve to see if he was awake. He groaned, so I guess he was.
"Fear of small spaces." Pony replied, rubbing his arms. He stared around the dented and broken car.
"Oh." I said, like the genius I am.
"Fuck off." Steve muttered, rubbing his head.
"Come on Stevie, time to go school!" I said in a bright high voice.
Steve tried to open the door by the handle, and started to shove on it with his arm and shoulder when it didn't open.
"Seriously Steve, d'ya think we'd still be in here if we could get out?" I asked, leaning back against the headrest. It was kind of creepy being stuck in a beaten, smoky car. Pony looked on the verge of freaking out. Personally I didn't blame him.
There was no way out. We couldn't climb through to the front seats, because there was a major dent in the roof blocking our way. The back doors wouldn't open, probably from getting rolled on.
Pony started to panic. We were all crunched up in the tiny space; lets just say it was uncomfortable as hell. I put my arm around Pony, and pulled him to my chest.
"Come on Ponyboy, we're gunna be okay. Darry's gunna get us out of here." I said quietly to him, Steve still pounding on one of the doors. I hoped I was right, we probably didn't have much time with the threat of the Socs hanging over us.
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((Pony's POV))
I felt like I couldn't breath. The smoke plus being in such an enclosed area was making taking in air hard. I knew I was shaking, and I could feel tears running down my face. But the truth of it was, my over- active imagination was kicking in again. What if we never got out of here? What if the Socs found us trapped in here and set the car on fire or something?
I tried to calm myself down and be brave, I really did. I knew I must look like a pretty horrible Greaser, and was actually amazed Steve wasn't cracking jokes about me being scared. But I'd been brave enough. This was too much to happen in such a short time, too much.
I concentrated on slowing down my breathing, and wiped tears off my face. My breaths still came in gasps and sobs though. I felt sick. Oh god I was scared.
Scared of the Socs, scared of being trapped in the car, everything. I finally knew how Johnny did it. How the heck had he lasted so long? How the heck did he deal with all that, plus having his parents beat on him at home? At least I had my brothers. For the first time, I knew how brave Johnny really was.
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((Darry's POV))
I leaned in the car, and tried to see through the gap in the seats. There wasn't much space in the first place, but now there was a dent in the ceiling that made the space much too small for anyone to enter or exit through.
Leaning farther back into the car, I got as far through the gap as I could go. I could see Steve, Soda, and Pony huddled at the bottom -no, top, -of the car.
"How you guys doin' back there?" I asked, seeing Pony look up from Soda's arms.
"Just peachy." Soda said brightly. Steve gave him a slight push and turned back to me seriously.
"No shit. How long we got, Darry?" He asked.
"Not long, they just gotta find a way to get their rides down from the road." I told him.
"I guess our route wasn't good enough for them." Soda muttered, and I saw Pony smile.
"Everyone okay?" Pony asked.
"Well, now that we got you guys accounted for, we're all fine. Well, except that Two-Bit's still out like a light. Must'a banged his head on the way down."
I coughed, the air not as thick with smoke in the back, but still harsh.
"Jesus, how can you breath back there?" I choked out.
"Honestly, we can't." Soda told me. "But you get used to it after awhile."
"I don't feel good." Pony said suddenly. He was pale and shaking, and there were streaks where tears had run through the dust and grime on his face.
"You puke back here with us and you got som'thing else comin'." Steve muttered.
"Uh, Darry?" Soda asked. "Wanna break down one of these doors?"
"Sure, why not?" I muttered, getting back out of the car and taking a few good, deep breaths. "Who doesn't wanna damage their own car?"
I grabbed a piece of piping that had fallen of during our 'journey' down the hill. Alright, that was it, my car was history.
I slammed the pipe against the door again and again, trying to hit the frame where the door where was attached. Finally, the metal dented enough to be levered off with help from inside by Soda and Steve.
First Soda climbed out, and then helped Pony out. Pony promptly fell to his knees a few feet away and threw up. Soda knelt beside him and rubbed his back. Steve stumbled out, clutching his head.
"You ok, buddy?" I asked.
"Fucking driving." Steve muttered, glaring at me.
"Sorry," I mumbled, rubbing my neck. Steve snorted and lit a cigarette from his pocket.
"Hate to interrupt this little party," Came a voice from the edge of the little clearing we were in.
Four heads snapped in the direction of the voice, and saw ten Socs standing there calmly. In front, stood Jake; gun held loosely in his hand.
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Author's Note: Sorry about the short chapter!
Kate: You're evil. Good job. ^_^
Lynne: I think it was mean to give them another cliffhanger like that.
Kate: Hey, the good chick's back!
Lynne: Uh-huh!!!!!
Oops. Sorry about the cliffhanger. I'll update again soon, I promise! In fact, I'll get on it right away! * runs off to type more *
Lynne: Don't you think you should post the chapter?
Kate: * peers off onto distance * She's long gone, off in to the depth of despair torturing her favourite Outsiders Greasers.
Lynne: * stares at Kate * Okaaaaaay. I'm sure she just got a little....sidetracked. Anyway, if Man were here, she'd tell me to tell you readers to review. So, review! Okay? Man will practically go insane with happiness when she finds out that you all listened to me! Without her having to nag! * bounces around happily *
Kate: * snorts with laughter * They're not going to listen to you.
Lynne: They....might. O_o
Kate: It's debatable. * runs off after Man *
Lynne: Uhm. Please review? * Glances back, then chases after the bad conscience and Man *
~Eh, Man
Lynne: * Comes over and hugs Man *
And just so you all know, the absolute worst smell in the world in airbag smoke. Ugh. * shudders * I, like Darry, opened my eyes to see a huge smash in the windshield right in front of me. My brother yelled at me to get out of the car, and I did. It's so scary to get out and see the car a pile of metal.
Anyway...
Kate: Wanna move on with it?
No. Just kidding, yeah, sure. Reviewers, I LOVE YOU! You guys are what inspires me to write! ^_^
Wonderful Reviewers:
Celestra ~ Thank you so very much for the chocolate and the review! ^_^
Lynne: Thank you for the chocolate! It's yummy! n.n AND NOW I'm HYPER!
Oh dear lord.
Kate: I like chocolate.
Kate, what do you say to Celestra?
Kate: It's good.
KATE!
Kate: Fine, find. Thanks.
Geez, I feel like I'm talking to a two year old...^_~
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Estelle Yavetil ~ Thank you!
Kate: What, no chocolate?
KATE! Shhh! Sorry about that. Thanks for the review!
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Maxwell de Charenton ~ Yupp! The showdown is coming, not in this chapter, but the next. Glad you saw it coming! ^_^ Firearms, chicken stuffing, and an old script of the Outsiders...I've decided that I don't want to know! ^_~
Kate: I do. Can I help?
Don't make me come over there, Kate.
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Aemilia Rose ~ Sorry! Fast update, does that count? Thanks for the review!
Lynne: Uh-huh! Thankees! ^_____^
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MissLKid ~ Thank you!
Lynne: Yupp, what she said! * bounces around from sugar *
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KimmerKay ~ Erm, sorry 'bout that. Didn't mean to cause anyone bad dreams!
Kate: I did.
That's because you're a bad conscious, go away.
Kate: No.
Yay! I have a temporary puppy friend! I'll try not to kill Ponyboy.
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Latinagal ~ Awwwwwwwww! Thank you so much! You don't know how much that means to me! I'll be fourteen in October. I know, I know. I'm young. Shh. Aw, Thanks! Yeah, I like the signs. ^_^
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Queesn Seta/Remmy ~ Lol, okay. About Pony, yes.
Kate: Muah.
Thanks, my exams went....well. -_- * shudder * And my Holes fic will be updated...sometime. Another chapter's in the works, anyway.
***
Litzy Bitzy ~ Thanks! Sorry about the evilness!
Kate: * shines shoes *
Wow, that was random.
Kate: ^_^
Gagh! You'll force me to write? Eep! Here's the chapter! * backs away slowly *
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Thank you AWESOME REVIEWERS!
* silence *
Kate, where's Lynne?
Kate: * shrug * She bounced off somewhere.
Okaaaaay, she'll be back by the end of the chapter, I'm sure.
Enjoy the fic.
Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders.
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((Darry's POV))
I threw my head back and slammed on the breaks, shoving the pedal down to the metal. I don't know if I was yelling, someone was. Then there was jerk, and the car was off the road. The wheels left the pavement, and with a mind-shattering jolt the next few moments all ran together. It seemed like an eternity, but really was only a few seconds. My airbag exploded in my face, filling the car with smoke. Just in front of me a large cobweb of fracture split the windshield. Trying desperately to breath through the smoke I closed my eyes as the car continued it's movement.
Finally, the car stopped, and my eyes shot open. The first thing that hit me was pain. I was sure as hell bruised up, but not seriously hurt. The next thing that hit me was a sickening wave of vertigo. My up was reversed with down, and it was incredibly dark considering the sun outside. Then I realized. The car was upside down.
"Get out of the car!" I yelled to the gang, ancient smoke filling my lungs. Concern for my brothers and friends suddenly ran through me like a spark. I had been wearing a seatbelt, which had saved me from going flying through the windshield. I don't know if anyone else was. Grabbing the handle above the window, I undid my seatbelt and kicked open the door. To hell with opening.
As I got out of the car, the first thing I did was to fall to my knees and cough. And cough some more, expelling the smoke from my lungs the only way my body knew how. My arms wrapped around my chest and I coughed until tears came to my eyes. I couldn't stay long. Somehow, I stumbled to my feet. I had to help the guys. Besides, I could see it was only a matter of time before the Socs found a way to drive their mustangs safely down the steep slope behind the road.
I ran to the other side of the car, and yanked the door open. Two- Bit was slumped down on the bottom -no, top, I told myself -of the car, unconscious. There was a trickle of blood falling from his forehead. I pulled him out, laying him unceremoniously on the grass.
I stumbled over to the other door and tried to pull it open. It was stuck.
((Soda's POV))
I was laying on the ceiling. I didn't quite know how I'd gotten there, only that the car went off the road and after a crap load of banging around ended up upside down. I hadn't been wearing a seatbelt, and now wished I had been. This was pathetic. I heard Darry kick his door open, and come back and pull Two-Bit out. I tried to open the doors, but both back ones had somehow been wedged shut. Life was a bitch sometimes.
My lungs ached as I choked on the smoke. I started to cough, my ribs aching where I'd bruised them on the joy ride down the hill.
I turned to Ponyboy, who had been smart enough to actually put his seatbelt ON. His eyes were open, and you could tell he was scared. Scared of the Socs, I thought, until he whispered to me hoarsely through the smoke from the front airbags.
"We almost died like Mom and Dad."
Holy shit. We almost did. Our parents had both died in a car crash, and we almost did, too.
I awkwardly helped him out of his seatbelt, ignoring the large bloody slice on my arm that some loose piece of metal had caused.
"You ok, Pony?" I asked, as he joined me on the ceiling of the car. Strange, thinking that.
He nodded, deathly pale.
"Good thing we're not claustrophobic, huh?" Pony asked.
"Claustrophobiwhata?" I asked as I poked Steve to see if he was awake. He groaned, so I guess he was.
"Fear of small spaces." Pony replied, rubbing his arms. He stared around the dented and broken car.
"Oh." I said, like the genius I am.
"Fuck off." Steve muttered, rubbing his head.
"Come on Stevie, time to go school!" I said in a bright high voice.
Steve tried to open the door by the handle, and started to shove on it with his arm and shoulder when it didn't open.
"Seriously Steve, d'ya think we'd still be in here if we could get out?" I asked, leaning back against the headrest. It was kind of creepy being stuck in a beaten, smoky car. Pony looked on the verge of freaking out. Personally I didn't blame him.
There was no way out. We couldn't climb through to the front seats, because there was a major dent in the roof blocking our way. The back doors wouldn't open, probably from getting rolled on.
Pony started to panic. We were all crunched up in the tiny space; lets just say it was uncomfortable as hell. I put my arm around Pony, and pulled him to my chest.
"Come on Ponyboy, we're gunna be okay. Darry's gunna get us out of here." I said quietly to him, Steve still pounding on one of the doors. I hoped I was right, we probably didn't have much time with the threat of the Socs hanging over us.
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((Pony's POV))
I felt like I couldn't breath. The smoke plus being in such an enclosed area was making taking in air hard. I knew I was shaking, and I could feel tears running down my face. But the truth of it was, my over- active imagination was kicking in again. What if we never got out of here? What if the Socs found us trapped in here and set the car on fire or something?
I tried to calm myself down and be brave, I really did. I knew I must look like a pretty horrible Greaser, and was actually amazed Steve wasn't cracking jokes about me being scared. But I'd been brave enough. This was too much to happen in such a short time, too much.
I concentrated on slowing down my breathing, and wiped tears off my face. My breaths still came in gasps and sobs though. I felt sick. Oh god I was scared.
Scared of the Socs, scared of being trapped in the car, everything. I finally knew how Johnny did it. How the heck had he lasted so long? How the heck did he deal with all that, plus having his parents beat on him at home? At least I had my brothers. For the first time, I knew how brave Johnny really was.
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((Darry's POV))
I leaned in the car, and tried to see through the gap in the seats. There wasn't much space in the first place, but now there was a dent in the ceiling that made the space much too small for anyone to enter or exit through.
Leaning farther back into the car, I got as far through the gap as I could go. I could see Steve, Soda, and Pony huddled at the bottom -no, top, -of the car.
"How you guys doin' back there?" I asked, seeing Pony look up from Soda's arms.
"Just peachy." Soda said brightly. Steve gave him a slight push and turned back to me seriously.
"No shit. How long we got, Darry?" He asked.
"Not long, they just gotta find a way to get their rides down from the road." I told him.
"I guess our route wasn't good enough for them." Soda muttered, and I saw Pony smile.
"Everyone okay?" Pony asked.
"Well, now that we got you guys accounted for, we're all fine. Well, except that Two-Bit's still out like a light. Must'a banged his head on the way down."
I coughed, the air not as thick with smoke in the back, but still harsh.
"Jesus, how can you breath back there?" I choked out.
"Honestly, we can't." Soda told me. "But you get used to it after awhile."
"I don't feel good." Pony said suddenly. He was pale and shaking, and there were streaks where tears had run through the dust and grime on his face.
"You puke back here with us and you got som'thing else comin'." Steve muttered.
"Uh, Darry?" Soda asked. "Wanna break down one of these doors?"
"Sure, why not?" I muttered, getting back out of the car and taking a few good, deep breaths. "Who doesn't wanna damage their own car?"
I grabbed a piece of piping that had fallen of during our 'journey' down the hill. Alright, that was it, my car was history.
I slammed the pipe against the door again and again, trying to hit the frame where the door where was attached. Finally, the metal dented enough to be levered off with help from inside by Soda and Steve.
First Soda climbed out, and then helped Pony out. Pony promptly fell to his knees a few feet away and threw up. Soda knelt beside him and rubbed his back. Steve stumbled out, clutching his head.
"You ok, buddy?" I asked.
"Fucking driving." Steve muttered, glaring at me.
"Sorry," I mumbled, rubbing my neck. Steve snorted and lit a cigarette from his pocket.
"Hate to interrupt this little party," Came a voice from the edge of the little clearing we were in.
Four heads snapped in the direction of the voice, and saw ten Socs standing there calmly. In front, stood Jake; gun held loosely in his hand.
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Author's Note: Sorry about the short chapter!
Kate: You're evil. Good job. ^_^
Lynne: I think it was mean to give them another cliffhanger like that.
Kate: Hey, the good chick's back!
Lynne: Uh-huh!!!!!
Oops. Sorry about the cliffhanger. I'll update again soon, I promise! In fact, I'll get on it right away! * runs off to type more *
Lynne: Don't you think you should post the chapter?
Kate: * peers off onto distance * She's long gone, off in to the depth of despair torturing her favourite Outsiders Greasers.
Lynne: * stares at Kate * Okaaaaaay. I'm sure she just got a little....sidetracked. Anyway, if Man were here, she'd tell me to tell you readers to review. So, review! Okay? Man will practically go insane with happiness when she finds out that you all listened to me! Without her having to nag! * bounces around happily *
Kate: * snorts with laughter * They're not going to listen to you.
Lynne: They....might. O_o
Kate: It's debatable. * runs off after Man *
Lynne: Uhm. Please review? * Glances back, then chases after the bad conscience and Man *
~Eh, Man