Soda's POV (Yeah its him again)
I opened my eye slightly, because I hadn't heard the shot. I was shocked when I came face with Steve.
(A\N GOTCHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) `
"Steve!" I yelled and threw my arms around his neck.
"Soda." Steve said looking down at me.
"Yeah?"
"I can't breathe." He replied and I let go of my hold on him.
"You act like you haven't seen me in months." Steve smirked.
"I had a dream that you died." I said looking at the floor. Ponyboy was the dreamer not me. "How come you're here anyway?"
"Doc said I'd Be fine if I rested for a few days." I noticed his sarcasm on rested.
"Steve." I said in the tone I had heard Darry use on Ponyboy a million times.
"Soda." He replied and I grinned.
Steve shook his head and shoved me backwards onto the bed as he stood up.
"Get dressed you're gonna be late." I sighed and grabbed my DX shirt as he threw it at me.
"Yeah Yeah I'm getting dressed."
Steve's POV
Okay so I hadn't told Soda that truth. It was just a little white lie. The doc said I was supposed to be in bed til my ribs healed. As I sat at the table and Darry turned around I knew I was gonna get lectured.
"Steve?" Darry asked.
'Here we go.' I thought.
"Yeah?" I answered.
"Aren't you supposed to be on the couch?" I had heard him use that tone with Pony.
"Yeah. I'm going, I'm going." I replied standing up and turning. Pain shot through my body and I collapsed from shock.
"Steve?" Darry had rushed to my side.
"Y-Yeah?" I responded.
"Couch." I nodded and started to push myself up. Pain lit my chest on fire and I dropped back to the floor. This is really gonna suck.
Darry's POV
I sighed and looked back over at Steve. He was pale and hadn't moved.
"You okay?" I asked over my shoulder still scrabbling the eggs.
He shook his head no.
I turned the stove off and put eggs onto a plate then onto the table.
"What's wrong?" I asked kneeling infront of him.
"Can't get up." He replied.
I sighed again and helped him to his feet.
"You sure your okay?" I asked as he eased back onto the couch.
"Yeah I'm okay." Steve replied and closed his eyes. I watched as he drifted off to sleep.
"Least somebody around here listens." I muttered.
"Darry!" Soda yelled.
"What!" Then mentally smacked myself for forgetting that Steve was sleep on the couch.
"Have you seen my DX shirt?" Soda asked coming into the living room.
"No." I replied and walked back into the kitchen.
"Anybody home?!" I heard Two-Bit yell.
"Don't slam the door." I called but he naturally slammed it and sauntered in.
"Hey Dar." Two-Bit said and sat down in the chair.
"If you woke Steve up I'm gonna kill you." I said pointing my fork at him.
"He did. Kill him." Steve muttered from the couch.
I looked across the table at Two-Bit who was looking at me innocently.
I heard the door slam again and Steve curse.
"What's with you?" I heard Dally asked.
I leaned back in the chair and watched Steve send Dally the finger before letting his arm drop lifelessly to the side of the couch.
"Dally leave him alone." I called from the kitchen.
Dally walked into the kitchen after throwing at pillow at Steve.
"Whats with him?" Dally asked grabbing a few eggs.
"Hey Darry you seen my shoes?!" Soda yelled.
"They're in the bathroom!" Chrissy yelled as she walked down the stairs into the living room.
I heard Steve groan and mutter a curse.
I watched Ponyboy walk into the living room after Chrissy and drop his book bag on Steve's stomach.
"Ow!" Steve yelled and cradled his side.
"S-Sorry Steve." Ponyboy muttered and raced into the kitchen.
"Morning Darry." Ponyboy muttered and scooped eggs onto his plate.
"Darry!" Soda yelled.
I slammed my fork onto the plate. "What?!" I yelled up the stairs.
"Can I borrow a pair of socks?" He asked poking his head around the door facing.
"Yeah, Go Ahead." I replied getting up and grabbing my keys.
"Steve?" I said looking down at him waiting for him to open his eyes.
"Yeah?" He groaned not opening his eyes.
"You gonna make me tell Soda the truth?" I asked and his eyes popped open.
"Don't you dare tell him Darry. He'll jump down my throat and you know it! Then my dad will find out." He trailed off.
"Take the pills and get some rest." I said and he nodded. "Show me the pills Steve."
Steve rolled his eyes and reached under the cushion.
I sighed. Steve was in my care till he was better, but this was going to be worse than trying to get Ponyboy to go the park.
Ponyboy hadn't been to the park since the night he and Johnny were attacked by some Socs. I remember that night clear as day.
~Flash Back~ No One's POV
"Lets walk to the park and back. Then maybe I'll ne cooled off enough to go home." Ponyboy said and took a drag on his cigarette.
"Okay." Johnny said easily. "Okay."
"Ain't you about to freeze to death, Pony?" Johnny asked.
"You ain't a woofin'," Ponyboy said rubbing his bare arms between drags on his cigarette. A car horn honked and both boys jumped. A blue mustang was circling the park slowly.
Johnny swore under his breath, and Ponyboy muttered, "What do they want? This is our territory. What are Socs doing this far east?"
Johnny shook his head. "I don't know. But I bet they're looking for us. We picked up their girls."
"Oh, glory," Ponyboy said with a groan., "this is all I needed to top off a perfect night." Ponyboy took one last drag on his cigarette and ground the stub under his heel. "Want to run for it?"
"It's too late now," Johnny said. "Here they come."
Five Socs were coming straight at the, and from the way they were staggering, the boys figured they were drunk.
"Hey, whatta ya know?" Bob said a little unsteadily. "here's the little greasers that picked up our girls. Hey, greasers."
"You're outta your territory," Johnny warned in a low voice. "You'd better watch it."
Randy swore at them and they stepped closer. Bob was eyeing Johnny. "Nup, pal, yer the ones who'd better watch it. Next time you want a broad, pick up yer own kind-dirt."
"You know what a greaser is?" Bob asked. "White trash with long hair."
"You know what a Soc is?" a voice behind them asked. "White trash with mustangs and madras."
Bob and Randy turned around and sitting on the mustangs hood was Steve Randle.
"You're gonna regret that grease." Bob sneered and pulled out a blade.
"Am I?" Steve asked sarcastically and put his hand in his back pocket for his blade, his smirked faded when he found it wasn't there.
"What's the matter greaser? Mommy take your blade?" Bob asked.
"Get him off my car he's getting it greasy." Randy said to the others.
Steve jumped off the hood, but not before driving his elbow into the hood making a dent.
"Get him!" Bob yelled and the other three Socs, who were not as drunk as Bob took Steve to the ground.
Bob kicked Steve twice in the stomach leaving him winded.
"What'd you say greaser?" Bob asked Steve kicking him again.
"Rot in hell!" Steve gasped.
Bob put the blade to Steve's temple and pressed down drawing blood. He pulled the blade down cutting a deep cut from his temple to his chin. Bob backhanded Steve, tearing his face with his rings.
Ponyboy had run to get Darry and Johnny stood frozen in the spot as Bob kicked Steve in the ribs a fourth, fifth, and sixth time.
"Not so smart mouthed now huh grease?" Bob asked
"Wanna bet?" Steve said defiantly.
'I wish he'd keep his mouth shut.' Johnny thought and cringed as Bob kicked Steve in the ribs four more times.
Johnny heard foot steps and turned around to see Dally, Two-Bit, Soda, Darry and Ponyboy running towards him.
Bob looked over his shoulder. "Pick him up." Two of the Socs picked Steve up and Bob put the blade to his neck.
"Why do you want this greasy trash?" Randy asked Darry.
"Hand him over!" Soda yelled.
"Or what?" Bob growled and sliced the blade across Steve's throat dropping him onto the ground and running for the car and speeding off.
~End Flashback~
I sighed and started out the door to the truck.
"Come on Pony we're gonna be late!" Soda yelled into the house.
Ponyboy came running out a few seconds later and climbed into the truck.
A\N HAHA Gottcha You didn't think I'd kill Steve did you?!! Do you think I'm that heartless???? No I didn't kill Steve or Soda!! See ya next time!!!! TTFN
I opened my eye slightly, because I hadn't heard the shot. I was shocked when I came face with Steve.
(A\N GOTCHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) `
"Steve!" I yelled and threw my arms around his neck.
"Soda." Steve said looking down at me.
"Yeah?"
"I can't breathe." He replied and I let go of my hold on him.
"You act like you haven't seen me in months." Steve smirked.
"I had a dream that you died." I said looking at the floor. Ponyboy was the dreamer not me. "How come you're here anyway?"
"Doc said I'd Be fine if I rested for a few days." I noticed his sarcasm on rested.
"Steve." I said in the tone I had heard Darry use on Ponyboy a million times.
"Soda." He replied and I grinned.
Steve shook his head and shoved me backwards onto the bed as he stood up.
"Get dressed you're gonna be late." I sighed and grabbed my DX shirt as he threw it at me.
"Yeah Yeah I'm getting dressed."
Steve's POV
Okay so I hadn't told Soda that truth. It was just a little white lie. The doc said I was supposed to be in bed til my ribs healed. As I sat at the table and Darry turned around I knew I was gonna get lectured.
"Steve?" Darry asked.
'Here we go.' I thought.
"Yeah?" I answered.
"Aren't you supposed to be on the couch?" I had heard him use that tone with Pony.
"Yeah. I'm going, I'm going." I replied standing up and turning. Pain shot through my body and I collapsed from shock.
"Steve?" Darry had rushed to my side.
"Y-Yeah?" I responded.
"Couch." I nodded and started to push myself up. Pain lit my chest on fire and I dropped back to the floor. This is really gonna suck.
Darry's POV
I sighed and looked back over at Steve. He was pale and hadn't moved.
"You okay?" I asked over my shoulder still scrabbling the eggs.
He shook his head no.
I turned the stove off and put eggs onto a plate then onto the table.
"What's wrong?" I asked kneeling infront of him.
"Can't get up." He replied.
I sighed again and helped him to his feet.
"You sure your okay?" I asked as he eased back onto the couch.
"Yeah I'm okay." Steve replied and closed his eyes. I watched as he drifted off to sleep.
"Least somebody around here listens." I muttered.
"Darry!" Soda yelled.
"What!" Then mentally smacked myself for forgetting that Steve was sleep on the couch.
"Have you seen my DX shirt?" Soda asked coming into the living room.
"No." I replied and walked back into the kitchen.
"Anybody home?!" I heard Two-Bit yell.
"Don't slam the door." I called but he naturally slammed it and sauntered in.
"Hey Dar." Two-Bit said and sat down in the chair.
"If you woke Steve up I'm gonna kill you." I said pointing my fork at him.
"He did. Kill him." Steve muttered from the couch.
I looked across the table at Two-Bit who was looking at me innocently.
I heard the door slam again and Steve curse.
"What's with you?" I heard Dally asked.
I leaned back in the chair and watched Steve send Dally the finger before letting his arm drop lifelessly to the side of the couch.
"Dally leave him alone." I called from the kitchen.
Dally walked into the kitchen after throwing at pillow at Steve.
"Whats with him?" Dally asked grabbing a few eggs.
"Hey Darry you seen my shoes?!" Soda yelled.
"They're in the bathroom!" Chrissy yelled as she walked down the stairs into the living room.
I heard Steve groan and mutter a curse.
I watched Ponyboy walk into the living room after Chrissy and drop his book bag on Steve's stomach.
"Ow!" Steve yelled and cradled his side.
"S-Sorry Steve." Ponyboy muttered and raced into the kitchen.
"Morning Darry." Ponyboy muttered and scooped eggs onto his plate.
"Darry!" Soda yelled.
I slammed my fork onto the plate. "What?!" I yelled up the stairs.
"Can I borrow a pair of socks?" He asked poking his head around the door facing.
"Yeah, Go Ahead." I replied getting up and grabbing my keys.
"Steve?" I said looking down at him waiting for him to open his eyes.
"Yeah?" He groaned not opening his eyes.
"You gonna make me tell Soda the truth?" I asked and his eyes popped open.
"Don't you dare tell him Darry. He'll jump down my throat and you know it! Then my dad will find out." He trailed off.
"Take the pills and get some rest." I said and he nodded. "Show me the pills Steve."
Steve rolled his eyes and reached under the cushion.
I sighed. Steve was in my care till he was better, but this was going to be worse than trying to get Ponyboy to go the park.
Ponyboy hadn't been to the park since the night he and Johnny were attacked by some Socs. I remember that night clear as day.
~Flash Back~ No One's POV
"Lets walk to the park and back. Then maybe I'll ne cooled off enough to go home." Ponyboy said and took a drag on his cigarette.
"Okay." Johnny said easily. "Okay."
"Ain't you about to freeze to death, Pony?" Johnny asked.
"You ain't a woofin'," Ponyboy said rubbing his bare arms between drags on his cigarette. A car horn honked and both boys jumped. A blue mustang was circling the park slowly.
Johnny swore under his breath, and Ponyboy muttered, "What do they want? This is our territory. What are Socs doing this far east?"
Johnny shook his head. "I don't know. But I bet they're looking for us. We picked up their girls."
"Oh, glory," Ponyboy said with a groan., "this is all I needed to top off a perfect night." Ponyboy took one last drag on his cigarette and ground the stub under his heel. "Want to run for it?"
"It's too late now," Johnny said. "Here they come."
Five Socs were coming straight at the, and from the way they were staggering, the boys figured they were drunk.
"Hey, whatta ya know?" Bob said a little unsteadily. "here's the little greasers that picked up our girls. Hey, greasers."
"You're outta your territory," Johnny warned in a low voice. "You'd better watch it."
Randy swore at them and they stepped closer. Bob was eyeing Johnny. "Nup, pal, yer the ones who'd better watch it. Next time you want a broad, pick up yer own kind-dirt."
"You know what a greaser is?" Bob asked. "White trash with long hair."
"You know what a Soc is?" a voice behind them asked. "White trash with mustangs and madras."
Bob and Randy turned around and sitting on the mustangs hood was Steve Randle.
"You're gonna regret that grease." Bob sneered and pulled out a blade.
"Am I?" Steve asked sarcastically and put his hand in his back pocket for his blade, his smirked faded when he found it wasn't there.
"What's the matter greaser? Mommy take your blade?" Bob asked.
"Get him off my car he's getting it greasy." Randy said to the others.
Steve jumped off the hood, but not before driving his elbow into the hood making a dent.
"Get him!" Bob yelled and the other three Socs, who were not as drunk as Bob took Steve to the ground.
Bob kicked Steve twice in the stomach leaving him winded.
"What'd you say greaser?" Bob asked Steve kicking him again.
"Rot in hell!" Steve gasped.
Bob put the blade to Steve's temple and pressed down drawing blood. He pulled the blade down cutting a deep cut from his temple to his chin. Bob backhanded Steve, tearing his face with his rings.
Ponyboy had run to get Darry and Johnny stood frozen in the spot as Bob kicked Steve in the ribs a fourth, fifth, and sixth time.
"Not so smart mouthed now huh grease?" Bob asked
"Wanna bet?" Steve said defiantly.
'I wish he'd keep his mouth shut.' Johnny thought and cringed as Bob kicked Steve in the ribs four more times.
Johnny heard foot steps and turned around to see Dally, Two-Bit, Soda, Darry and Ponyboy running towards him.
Bob looked over his shoulder. "Pick him up." Two of the Socs picked Steve up and Bob put the blade to his neck.
"Why do you want this greasy trash?" Randy asked Darry.
"Hand him over!" Soda yelled.
"Or what?" Bob growled and sliced the blade across Steve's throat dropping him onto the ground and running for the car and speeding off.
~End Flashback~
I sighed and started out the door to the truck.
"Come on Pony we're gonna be late!" Soda yelled into the house.
Ponyboy came running out a few seconds later and climbed into the truck.
A\N HAHA Gottcha You didn't think I'd kill Steve did you?!! Do you think I'm that heartless???? No I didn't kill Steve or Soda!! See ya next time!!!! TTFN
