Okay, I'm sorry for the wait on this one, but I had to decide if I really want to do what I'm going to do in this chapter. This is pretty hard for me, but I'm gonna do it. No one kill me! Please! This is something that I have to do for the sake of this story!
Disclaimer: I own no one and nothing from the book The Outsiders. It all belongs to the genius mind of S. E. Hinton. I also do not own the song "Last Kiss". That's by Pearl Jam. Well, I think it's by someone else and Pearl Jam just re-sung it. Whatever. Either way, I don't own it.
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Chapter 9 - Last Kiss
1 Month Later. . .
I was getting fat fast. I knew it wasn't fat. It was a baby. Solo's baby. Even though I had already went to three pant sizes bigger, I couldn't have been happier. Finally, my own child. Mine and Solo's child. Just the thought of it brought a smile to my face.
In fact, my happiness seemed to be catching on with everyone. Keith was tickled pink. The only one who seemed to detest the thought of a baby was Dallas Winston. If it was possible, he became even more moody and dangerous. He barely came around me anymore. Of course, I was too busy to notice. I was already planning everything out, from the clothes to colleges. Okay, so I got a little carried away. Your first baby is a big deal. You want everything to be perfect.
And for that time, everything was perfect. Solo was the perfect example of a caring father, staying with me at Keith's house, constantly worrying over me and our unborn child. Everyone was so happy. Sadly, as a changing waltz, life took another turn.
It was a Saturday night, beautiful in every way. It was cool, the sky clear, stars shining bright, and the full moon showing in all of it's glory. I was lounging on my bed, reading another of the million parenting books that Auntie Vivian bought me when Solo came in slowly with a large dress bag.
"Hey, honey," I said. He came over to my side, kissed my cheek, then kissed my belly, a habit that he'd picked up recently.
"I've got a surprise for you," he whispered. "Put this dress on and we'll head out."
"Where are we going?"
He just smiled mischeviously at me. "Now, that would be telling, wouldn't it?"
By now, I knew better than to try to pry things from Solo when he didn't want to tell. He had a way about him that would make you laugh and forget about what you wanted to know. I swear, that man could charm a fish from the water and a bird from the sky. I dressed obediently. When I was done, he led me out and our night began.
He took me to a fancy resturant, looking so elegant, even if he was only wearing jeans and a t-shirt. He had me dressed in a simple white dress with flat-bottomed dress shoes. I felt so out of place at the resturant in my fancy clothes with all of the other fancily-clad people. My Solo looked right at home with these upper-class, well-to-do hotshots. He was so smart and charming. It's funny how life can take someone as pure and intellegent as Solo, my Solo whom everyone loved, and give them the worst life possible. He was too good for this world.
After dinner, Solo drove to the park. For the first time since he got there, I exaimed the car we were in. I couldn't help but laugh. Solo was driving his father's car. We parked and he turned down the radio. As he shook slightly, he turned to me.
"Coll?"
"Yes, Solo?"
"I have to tell you something." Oh, how quickly that got me on my guard.
"What is it, baby?"
"I feel bad about getting you pregnant. No, don't say anything yet. I have to say this before I don't have a chance. I feel bad that I got you pregnant and I may have to leave you alone. I never wanted to hurt you, Colleen. I love you so much. So this is why I'm doing this." He slipped a ring box from his pocket and took my hand in his. "Baby, please, marry me."
My eyes welled up with tears. You always see in the movies how the girl just breaks down crying. It seems like such an emotional expereince. Like your heart is expanding with every emotion that you feel towards that one special person. Yeah, it's like that. Exactly like that. Trust me, you'll see when the right guy propses to you.
"Yes." That was the only word I could form through my tears and sobs. That was the only word that Solo needed. He gathered me into his arms and hung on like hell. For the rest of my life, I would finally be with my Solo. My darling, handsome, sensitive Solo, who I loved more than I could possible explain. I could never put into words the love I had for Solo, and I probably never will be able to.
After a few minutes for us to recover, Solo started home. I clung to his hand, all smiles. I had dreamed about this moment since the moment I had met him. I couldn't believe that it had finally come true.
Reaching out, I turned the radio to a 50's station that I liked real well and listened as a song finished. When my eyes returned to the road in front of us, I saw them.
Two blinding headlights, heading right for us. Time seemed to slow down and I was transported from my body, looking down on it all. Solo slammed down hard on the breaks. He jerked the wheel hard to the right. A piercing scream rang through the night. I didn't even realize that it was I who had screamed. The car struck us head on. Solo's father's prized 1957 Cadillac turned for a flip, landing on the hood. It all seemed so surreal, like I couldn't feel anything but the sound told me how I should feel. It wasn't until later, when I was reading about the article in a newspaper, that I found out this eternal time in which we were tossed around in a shower of glass was actually only a few seconds.
When I could finally feel my body again, I could feel something warm flowing down one side of my face. «Blood», I thought numbly. «I must be bleeding.» Franticly, I groped around for Solo's hand. Oh, how I wished I handn't found it. It was so bloody and full of glass that I cut myself. Still, I clung to his hand and somehow turned myself around. If I had thought that whatever happened to me had been bad, Solo must have been a thousand times worse.
Solo had never gotten into the habit of wearing his seat belt. He payed dearly for it. He was slumped over, the side of his head bashed in. Blood just ran freely. Suddenly, I went totally numb. It was too much blood.
"Solo," I called weakly. Oh God, why wouldn't he open his eyes?! Panic rose in me. That was the first feeling that returned, shortly followed by heartbreak. Even if I wouldn't admit it to myself, I knew. I knew what was going to happen on this night. How I wished it wasn't true. . .
Gently, I lifted his head. At my touch, his eyes opened, those dark orbs looked at me from what seemed a hundred miles away.
"Colleen?"
"I'm here, baby, I'm here," I whispered. I don't know why I thought I had to be quiet, but I just couldn't stop whispering. The sobs that nearly strangled me might have had something to do with it. I'm not sure.
"Honey, I love you," he said. Solo was crying. "I never meant to hurt you. I would never hurt you for anything in the world. I wish I had a million lifetimes with you. . ."
"Solo, we still have this lifetime. We're gonna get better and we're gonna get married and raise our baby and grow old together and even die together when we're old. It'll be all right."
"Oh, my hopeful, optimistic Colleen." He gently took my face between his hands and kissed me with so much love that my heart shattered into a million pieces then and there. "Just hold me close, Bonnie. I'm so cold."
So I held him. I held him and I cried my heart out. I screamed for help a few times, but I figured that it was pretty useless. We were on an deserted backroad in the middle of nowhere. Who in the world could hear my screams?
Before I blacked out, I heard a verse from the radio which was still playing. It was song from the fifties, something that I hadn't paid very much attention to when it was popular, but now that I heard this verse, it really caught my attention. The verse was "I lost my love, my life that night."
"Last Kiss"
Where oh where can my baby be
The Lord has took her away from me
She's gone to Heaven so I've got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world
We were out on a date
In my daddy's car
We hadn't driven very far
There in the road
Straight ahead
I couldn't stop
So I swerved to the right
I'll never forget the sound that night
The screaming tires, the busting glass
The painful scream that I heard last
Oh where oh where can my baby be
The Lord took her away from me
She's gone to Heaven so I've got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world
When I woke up the rain was pouring down
There were people standing all around
Something warm was flowing through my eyes
But somehow I found my baby that night
I lifted her head
She looked at me and said, "Hold me close just a little while"
I held her close, I kissed her our last kiss
I found the love I knew I'd miss
Now she's gone, even though I hold her tight
I lost my love, my life
That night
Where oh were can my baby be
The Lord took her away from me
She's gone to Heaven so I've got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world.
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Yup, that's it. Sorry if this took a while to get out, but I hope it was worth the wait. Lemme know what you thought. ^_^
Disclaimer: I own no one and nothing from the book The Outsiders. It all belongs to the genius mind of S. E. Hinton. I also do not own the song "Last Kiss". That's by Pearl Jam. Well, I think it's by someone else and Pearl Jam just re-sung it. Whatever. Either way, I don't own it.
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Chapter 9 - Last Kiss
1 Month Later. . .
I was getting fat fast. I knew it wasn't fat. It was a baby. Solo's baby. Even though I had already went to three pant sizes bigger, I couldn't have been happier. Finally, my own child. Mine and Solo's child. Just the thought of it brought a smile to my face.
In fact, my happiness seemed to be catching on with everyone. Keith was tickled pink. The only one who seemed to detest the thought of a baby was Dallas Winston. If it was possible, he became even more moody and dangerous. He barely came around me anymore. Of course, I was too busy to notice. I was already planning everything out, from the clothes to colleges. Okay, so I got a little carried away. Your first baby is a big deal. You want everything to be perfect.
And for that time, everything was perfect. Solo was the perfect example of a caring father, staying with me at Keith's house, constantly worrying over me and our unborn child. Everyone was so happy. Sadly, as a changing waltz, life took another turn.
It was a Saturday night, beautiful in every way. It was cool, the sky clear, stars shining bright, and the full moon showing in all of it's glory. I was lounging on my bed, reading another of the million parenting books that Auntie Vivian bought me when Solo came in slowly with a large dress bag.
"Hey, honey," I said. He came over to my side, kissed my cheek, then kissed my belly, a habit that he'd picked up recently.
"I've got a surprise for you," he whispered. "Put this dress on and we'll head out."
"Where are we going?"
He just smiled mischeviously at me. "Now, that would be telling, wouldn't it?"
By now, I knew better than to try to pry things from Solo when he didn't want to tell. He had a way about him that would make you laugh and forget about what you wanted to know. I swear, that man could charm a fish from the water and a bird from the sky. I dressed obediently. When I was done, he led me out and our night began.
He took me to a fancy resturant, looking so elegant, even if he was only wearing jeans and a t-shirt. He had me dressed in a simple white dress with flat-bottomed dress shoes. I felt so out of place at the resturant in my fancy clothes with all of the other fancily-clad people. My Solo looked right at home with these upper-class, well-to-do hotshots. He was so smart and charming. It's funny how life can take someone as pure and intellegent as Solo, my Solo whom everyone loved, and give them the worst life possible. He was too good for this world.
After dinner, Solo drove to the park. For the first time since he got there, I exaimed the car we were in. I couldn't help but laugh. Solo was driving his father's car. We parked and he turned down the radio. As he shook slightly, he turned to me.
"Coll?"
"Yes, Solo?"
"I have to tell you something." Oh, how quickly that got me on my guard.
"What is it, baby?"
"I feel bad about getting you pregnant. No, don't say anything yet. I have to say this before I don't have a chance. I feel bad that I got you pregnant and I may have to leave you alone. I never wanted to hurt you, Colleen. I love you so much. So this is why I'm doing this." He slipped a ring box from his pocket and took my hand in his. "Baby, please, marry me."
My eyes welled up with tears. You always see in the movies how the girl just breaks down crying. It seems like such an emotional expereince. Like your heart is expanding with every emotion that you feel towards that one special person. Yeah, it's like that. Exactly like that. Trust me, you'll see when the right guy propses to you.
"Yes." That was the only word I could form through my tears and sobs. That was the only word that Solo needed. He gathered me into his arms and hung on like hell. For the rest of my life, I would finally be with my Solo. My darling, handsome, sensitive Solo, who I loved more than I could possible explain. I could never put into words the love I had for Solo, and I probably never will be able to.
After a few minutes for us to recover, Solo started home. I clung to his hand, all smiles. I had dreamed about this moment since the moment I had met him. I couldn't believe that it had finally come true.
Reaching out, I turned the radio to a 50's station that I liked real well and listened as a song finished. When my eyes returned to the road in front of us, I saw them.
Two blinding headlights, heading right for us. Time seemed to slow down and I was transported from my body, looking down on it all. Solo slammed down hard on the breaks. He jerked the wheel hard to the right. A piercing scream rang through the night. I didn't even realize that it was I who had screamed. The car struck us head on. Solo's father's prized 1957 Cadillac turned for a flip, landing on the hood. It all seemed so surreal, like I couldn't feel anything but the sound told me how I should feel. It wasn't until later, when I was reading about the article in a newspaper, that I found out this eternal time in which we were tossed around in a shower of glass was actually only a few seconds.
When I could finally feel my body again, I could feel something warm flowing down one side of my face. «Blood», I thought numbly. «I must be bleeding.» Franticly, I groped around for Solo's hand. Oh, how I wished I handn't found it. It was so bloody and full of glass that I cut myself. Still, I clung to his hand and somehow turned myself around. If I had thought that whatever happened to me had been bad, Solo must have been a thousand times worse.
Solo had never gotten into the habit of wearing his seat belt. He payed dearly for it. He was slumped over, the side of his head bashed in. Blood just ran freely. Suddenly, I went totally numb. It was too much blood.
"Solo," I called weakly. Oh God, why wouldn't he open his eyes?! Panic rose in me. That was the first feeling that returned, shortly followed by heartbreak. Even if I wouldn't admit it to myself, I knew. I knew what was going to happen on this night. How I wished it wasn't true. . .
Gently, I lifted his head. At my touch, his eyes opened, those dark orbs looked at me from what seemed a hundred miles away.
"Colleen?"
"I'm here, baby, I'm here," I whispered. I don't know why I thought I had to be quiet, but I just couldn't stop whispering. The sobs that nearly strangled me might have had something to do with it. I'm not sure.
"Honey, I love you," he said. Solo was crying. "I never meant to hurt you. I would never hurt you for anything in the world. I wish I had a million lifetimes with you. . ."
"Solo, we still have this lifetime. We're gonna get better and we're gonna get married and raise our baby and grow old together and even die together when we're old. It'll be all right."
"Oh, my hopeful, optimistic Colleen." He gently took my face between his hands and kissed me with so much love that my heart shattered into a million pieces then and there. "Just hold me close, Bonnie. I'm so cold."
So I held him. I held him and I cried my heart out. I screamed for help a few times, but I figured that it was pretty useless. We were on an deserted backroad in the middle of nowhere. Who in the world could hear my screams?
Before I blacked out, I heard a verse from the radio which was still playing. It was song from the fifties, something that I hadn't paid very much attention to when it was popular, but now that I heard this verse, it really caught my attention. The verse was "I lost my love, my life that night."
"Last Kiss"
Where oh where can my baby be
The Lord has took her away from me
She's gone to Heaven so I've got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world
We were out on a date
In my daddy's car
We hadn't driven very far
There in the road
Straight ahead
I couldn't stop
So I swerved to the right
I'll never forget the sound that night
The screaming tires, the busting glass
The painful scream that I heard last
Oh where oh where can my baby be
The Lord took her away from me
She's gone to Heaven so I've got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world
When I woke up the rain was pouring down
There were people standing all around
Something warm was flowing through my eyes
But somehow I found my baby that night
I lifted her head
She looked at me and said, "Hold me close just a little while"
I held her close, I kissed her our last kiss
I found the love I knew I'd miss
Now she's gone, even though I hold her tight
I lost my love, my life
That night
Where oh were can my baby be
The Lord took her away from me
She's gone to Heaven so I've got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world.
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Yup, that's it. Sorry if this took a while to get out, but I hope it was worth the wait. Lemme know what you thought. ^_^