Disclaimer: dnt own any of the characters (L)
Steve's POV:
"He'll be alright, come on Soda" I tried to cheer him up but there was no use. He wouldn't stop crying for his brother. If I ever thought Ponyboy was a tag-a-long or a brat I take it all back. All I wanted to do was find him so that Soda wouldn't be so miserable. He was a total wreck and he stopped going to work. Darry was bad off too. It's like he was he was dying inside. I wish I had a brother that cared about me that much. My old man doesn't give a hoot.
"Please Soda, just eat something" I begged. But he didn't answer. He just sat there on the couch staring at the floor. Since Ponyboy left, I slept over Soda's house. We didn't really sleep but I had to do all I could to make sure Soda doesn't loose it. He got worse after the cops came and told them Pony was involved in the Soc's murder.
There was a knock on the door and I got up to get it. It was Sandy.
"Thank God!" I said. If anyone could get Soda to snap out of this misery, it was Sandy.
But she looked like she'd been crying. "Can I talk to Sodapop?" she asked sweetly.
"Sure you can" I led her in to where Soda was.
"I'll be on the porch ok Soda" I said and left them.
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