A/N: hey ppl! I know what you mean sheena. I wrote this story because I felt like being depressed and every time I write a chap I get teary. Thanks for ur review Tensleep! What do u mean by 'See ya in the funny papers!'
I'm glad you find it interesting Jewls5! thanx a lot! Keep reviewing and don't hesitate to email me if you have suggestions. (I have a clear idea of where this is going but suggestions always help) k BYE!
Dear Soda and Ponyboy:
I'm sorry about the mess I've put ya'll through. I don't know where you are but my lawyer promised to pass this on to you. Where do I begin? Its all one big mistake but the odds are against me. I didn't do it, you know that right? You know me. I wouldn't hurt anyone like that. I was there. I found out that Cindy was two-timing me, Dally had warned me once about it, said he heard something about her with a Soc. I had a feeling that she was but I had to know for sure. That's why I went. I followed her to the hotel near the railway station and saw her go into a room. I waited for a while, about an hour, then I went up to the room. It's true- I had dad's gun with me but I wasn't going to use it. It didn't even have any bullets in. I don't know why I had it. I must've been out of my mind but I swear I didn't have any intention of using it. I just peeked through the window and saw them together. Now I wish I hadn't even looked because it hurt so much that I thought my heart would explode. Michael Stern was my friend in high school, I don't know, I thought I could kill him when I saw him but I didn't.
I couldn't go home after that so I just went back to a liquor shop and got some drinks then went back to the hotel and just sat in the car waiting for her to come out. I didn't know what I was going to tell her when she came out. I just started drinking and drink, I couldn't stop. The next thing I remember is waking up on our couch and the police haling me in. I wish I could take it all back but I can't now, I've ruined everything and I'm sorry. Please write to me as soon as you get this, I've written the address on the back.
My trial is next Monday but my lawyer said to expect the worst. I'll write back and tell you how things are.
Love always near and far
Your brother Darrel