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title: thoughts by the minority
chapters: mrs. carlson, johnny's mom, and angela
title:post-Johnny
chapters: pony and what johnny's parents do
title:rusty to steve
summary:thoughts by rusty from rumblefish
sort of aimed at his friend, steve
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whoo-hoo
a whole fic about pony
read, review, &
enjoy chappie number fifteen
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Cherry had her arms wrapped around herself, her shoulders brought up towards her head that was sagging. Cherry was usually so strong-willed in Pony's memories of her, but here she was now, just weak and troubled.
"You remind me of everything, so much stronger than anything or anyone else could. When I see you, I can see it all Pony, I can see us sitting in the chairs in front of the movie screen, us laughing about the Beatles, but Pony, I can see Bob, Dally, Johnny..."
Pony could see it all too right now...
"Pony, I can see the coffin. Bob's coffin, it was black and he was wearing a suit..." Pony could see Johnny's coffin, but his clothes were a little faded. His mother couldn't believe he was dead. That's what was said by the older people, but all the people who really knew Johnny's mother knew that she wasn't gonna cry and mess up her mascara. And Dally, only his ashes were buried. His parents wouldn't go through the trouble of buying a coffin.
Cherry brushed her hair, sticky with tears, out of her face.
"I'm sorry, Pony, but I can't handle it. I thought I could handle anything, but I can't."
"Cherry, why do you think you're telling me all of this stuff? Why don't you let loose to some fancy psychiatrist or one of your friends and just tell me to get lost?"
"I...Pony, you should know. You should know how horrible I am..."
"Why?"
"You're the sweetest boy I've ever known."
"Do you care about me?"
"Of course I care about you."
"Then don't do this to me, to yourself. Do you want to forget me? If you forget about what happened to Bob, to Dally, to Johnny...you got to forget me. Look at what you're doing. Cherry, you got to stop yourself. You have to just deal with it. Cherry, look what you're doing....don't do this."
"I..."
"Cherry..."
"God....I'm sorry, Pony, do you know how much it hurts...Look what I did, Pony! Look what I've done! You're better off without me."
"Shut-up, Cherry."
"Oh, God....its my fault, why am I so stupid?"
"I forgive you, Cherry. Back then, the world sucks sometimes and that's why things like that happened. And the way you've been, its just you wanting to pretend that world isn't like that. But now, you have to stop this Cherry, cause you know how things are, and you just got to live with it. I know you Cherry, I know you can handle this, and I'll be there when you need help, okay?"
"Thank you."
Ponyboy lay down on the hay. His propped up his hands underneath his head, and he begam searching for stars among the clouds.
"It's all right." He said slowly.
She sat down beside him and lay back.
"Its so strange." He said. "How things were. Do you still listen to the Beatles?"
She smiled.
"I better go and find Darry." Pony said, sitting back up."I have to deal with some stuff. I'll see you around though, won't I?"
"I'll be around. Oh, there's a star, you see it?"
"Yeah. Beautiful."
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Pony sat down, chewing on a piece of beef jerkey. Everything was so loud. The Curtis house in the morning had nothing on a rodeo.
He took a bite everytime he heard someone say "yee-hah."
He went through the piece pretty quick.
Even though Pony wanted to see someone ride a mechanical bull, he wanted to sleep more. That meant seeing Darry though. Man, it might be easier if Pony would never go home.
The sooner Dary screamed at him, the sooner Pony could go to sleep, though. With this in mind, Pony stretched and got off his bum. He barely had to walk before Darry was right in front of him.
"Hi." Pony said.
"I've been watching you for a while. Wondering how long it was gonna take for you to actually look for us."
"I was doing it right now." Shoot, Pony cringed, I'm gonna get chewed OUT.
Instead of saying "I'll bet," Darry said: "I wanted to give you space, but I didn't want you to try to ditch us either and run off somewhere again."
"Huh?"
"Pony, remember how Soda ran off when he was mad about Sandy and us fighting? Well, you just did the same thing, only you didn't have anyone to keep you from getting too far. You can guess yourself that we were worried about you, and don't go doing this all the time. Circumstances permit this. No running off to party and not coming home for days, though. You know that. Sorry about Cathy, Pony."
Darry said it all calmly.
Finally, Pony said: "Thanks." And then: "Sorry."
Darry looked at his watch. "I'm not sticking around. Let's round up the boys."
That would take alllllllllllll night.
title: thoughts by the minority
chapters: mrs. carlson, johnny's mom, and angela
title:post-Johnny
chapters: pony and what johnny's parents do
title:rusty to steve
summary:thoughts by rusty from rumblefish
sort of aimed at his friend, steve
^^^^^^^^^^
whoo-hoo
a whole fic about pony
read, review, &
enjoy chappie number fifteen
___________________________
Cherry had her arms wrapped around herself, her shoulders brought up towards her head that was sagging. Cherry was usually so strong-willed in Pony's memories of her, but here she was now, just weak and troubled.
"You remind me of everything, so much stronger than anything or anyone else could. When I see you, I can see it all Pony, I can see us sitting in the chairs in front of the movie screen, us laughing about the Beatles, but Pony, I can see Bob, Dally, Johnny..."
Pony could see it all too right now...
"Pony, I can see the coffin. Bob's coffin, it was black and he was wearing a suit..." Pony could see Johnny's coffin, but his clothes were a little faded. His mother couldn't believe he was dead. That's what was said by the older people, but all the people who really knew Johnny's mother knew that she wasn't gonna cry and mess up her mascara. And Dally, only his ashes were buried. His parents wouldn't go through the trouble of buying a coffin.
Cherry brushed her hair, sticky with tears, out of her face.
"I'm sorry, Pony, but I can't handle it. I thought I could handle anything, but I can't."
"Cherry, why do you think you're telling me all of this stuff? Why don't you let loose to some fancy psychiatrist or one of your friends and just tell me to get lost?"
"I...Pony, you should know. You should know how horrible I am..."
"Why?"
"You're the sweetest boy I've ever known."
"Do you care about me?"
"Of course I care about you."
"Then don't do this to me, to yourself. Do you want to forget me? If you forget about what happened to Bob, to Dally, to Johnny...you got to forget me. Look at what you're doing. Cherry, you got to stop yourself. You have to just deal with it. Cherry, look what you're doing....don't do this."
"I..."
"Cherry..."
"God....I'm sorry, Pony, do you know how much it hurts...Look what I did, Pony! Look what I've done! You're better off without me."
"Shut-up, Cherry."
"Oh, God....its my fault, why am I so stupid?"
"I forgive you, Cherry. Back then, the world sucks sometimes and that's why things like that happened. And the way you've been, its just you wanting to pretend that world isn't like that. But now, you have to stop this Cherry, cause you know how things are, and you just got to live with it. I know you Cherry, I know you can handle this, and I'll be there when you need help, okay?"
"Thank you."
Ponyboy lay down on the hay. His propped up his hands underneath his head, and he begam searching for stars among the clouds.
"It's all right." He said slowly.
She sat down beside him and lay back.
"Its so strange." He said. "How things were. Do you still listen to the Beatles?"
She smiled.
"I better go and find Darry." Pony said, sitting back up."I have to deal with some stuff. I'll see you around though, won't I?"
"I'll be around. Oh, there's a star, you see it?"
"Yeah. Beautiful."
____________________
Pony sat down, chewing on a piece of beef jerkey. Everything was so loud. The Curtis house in the morning had nothing on a rodeo.
He took a bite everytime he heard someone say "yee-hah."
He went through the piece pretty quick.
Even though Pony wanted to see someone ride a mechanical bull, he wanted to sleep more. That meant seeing Darry though. Man, it might be easier if Pony would never go home.
The sooner Dary screamed at him, the sooner Pony could go to sleep, though. With this in mind, Pony stretched and got off his bum. He barely had to walk before Darry was right in front of him.
"Hi." Pony said.
"I've been watching you for a while. Wondering how long it was gonna take for you to actually look for us."
"I was doing it right now." Shoot, Pony cringed, I'm gonna get chewed OUT.
Instead of saying "I'll bet," Darry said: "I wanted to give you space, but I didn't want you to try to ditch us either and run off somewhere again."
"Huh?"
"Pony, remember how Soda ran off when he was mad about Sandy and us fighting? Well, you just did the same thing, only you didn't have anyone to keep you from getting too far. You can guess yourself that we were worried about you, and don't go doing this all the time. Circumstances permit this. No running off to party and not coming home for days, though. You know that. Sorry about Cathy, Pony."
Darry said it all calmly.
Finally, Pony said: "Thanks." And then: "Sorry."
Darry looked at his watch. "I'm not sticking around. Let's round up the boys."
That would take alllllllllllll night.