WARNINGS: SLASH!!! I love slash!!! There will be abuse in this story along with swearing. Anything else I miss...uh...sorry?

DISLAIMER: S.E. Hinton wrote this wonderful book, which I have been obsessed with since 7th grade when we read it. I got 100's on everything, and knew the book better than the teacher. It was all good fun.

A/N: Look, I know the book is in Pony's POV, but I don't want it like that anymore, so I'm switching to an all-knowing 3ed person POV. (Ahem, mine) Here is the lest of greasers, so you don't get SUPER confused if you don't know the story well:

Ponyboy Curtis: 14 years old. In our story I want him 15 though, so there you go.

Sodapop Curtis: Ponyboy's older brother. Dropped out of high school and works at ADX gas station with best friend Steve.

Steve Randal: Soda's best friend. Always gave the impression that he hated Ponyboy and thought he was a tag along little brother.

Darry Curtis: Pony's oldest brother. "Tough as nail" Didn't go to collage because of lack of money.

Two-Bit Mathews: Oldest member of the gang. Very funny, always has to add his two-bits worth (hence the name) and loves Mickey Mouse. (Who doesn't?)

Johnny Cade: Pony's best friend. Abusive family.

Dally Winston: No 'real' family, toughest of the gang. Loves Johnny like a brother

Please enjoy.

Chapter 2: Everyone has to break

"Soda?" Two-bit tried talking to Sodapop as he sat on the couch, staring at nothing, thinking only god knows what. His eyes were glazed over and he looked miles away. When Sodapop didn't respond Two-bit looked to where Johnny sat on the ground leaning against the wall, and where Dally was whispering in his ear.

Steve had gone into Two-bit's room to lay Ponyboy on the bed and to clean him up a bit. The question everyone was wondering was:

"Why?" Sodapop finally said something since everything happened. Everyone in the room turned their heads quickly to look at him, and Two-bit put an arm around his shoulder to comfort him, though it didn't seem to be helping.

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No one knew the answer to Soda's question.

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Steve brought Ponyboy into the room and as carefully as he could set the unconscious teen on the bed. A low pain-filled moan came from Ponyboy's mouth and Steve winced at the sound of it. It pained Steve, the hard greaser, to hear Pony moan. Gently Steve removed Ponyboy's shirt, and gasped at the sight that met his eyes. There were bruises littering his chest and stomach, and a small gash on his upper stomach.

"Oh, Ponyboy, what did he do to you?" Steve whispered to himself.

Steve bent down so his face was close to Pony's chest and ran his hands on the bruised flesh. Doing this send shivers through his body and he wondered how this 15 year old teen had such an affect on him. He decided he was going to need some things to clean his wounds so Steve made his way out to the living room where everyone else was sitting, waiting for his word.

As soon as he walked into the room Soda stood, tears welling in his eyes. Johnny looked up and Dally stood, wanting to be strong for Johnny. Two-bit looked up at Steve, waiting for him to say something, wondering if there was something he could do to help. Everyone loved Ponyboy, even if they didn't let on, even Dally. He was the baby of the gang, the only one that had any kind of future.

"How is he?" Dally asked, a look of worry on his face. There was no hiding it any longer that he cared for Ponyboy.

"He's got bruises on his face and his stomach and a his chest. He's also got this cut on his stomach that looks pretty bad."

"What can I do?" Two-bit asked, standing up.

"Do you have anything to clean it with?" Steve asked, never taking his eyes off of Sodapop. Two-bit went to get some cleaning supplies and Soda looked at Steve, tears threatening to fall. Johnny began to cry, mumbling things like 'why him?' and Sodapop had tears falling down his face. But what shocked everyone was when Dally began to sob.

Dally had finally broken.

A/N: Sorry its not a lot. I'm kind of grounded from the computer and I have to get of the computer, so this chapter will also be unbetaed. Sorry. If I don't get the next chapter to A Second Chance, I promise I'll get it up tomorrow morning. I REALLY want to get that was betaed. Ok, ALL of my other stories I have written, I'm just waiting for my beta to send them back to me, so please be patient. Well, review please! Suggestions would be nice. It's like everyone is afraid to give them or something, because I never do.

-Cherry