Disclaimer: Only own Scoldman nothing else (is that pathetic or what!)

Chapter 7- The Pickup

" Hello Darrel, Sodapop" Mr. Scoldman greeted him back, but I just stood there glaring at him.

Why was Darry being so nice and calm about all of this? What was wrong with him? Did he really expect me to go with this man? Did he honestly want me to leave? No, I thought, that couldn't be it. Darry loved me. Didn't he? Suddenly my head was swimming with all these questions but no answers. I had no way of obtaining these answers either.

I was so confused that all of a sudden I shouted " NO!"

Darry and Mr. Scoldman (who had just been talking) suddenly looked at me.

"No what" Darry said.

" No I won't go," I said strongly. I remember thinking to myself, why is my voice so strong when I feel so weak?

"Come on Pepsi-Cola. You have to go with him."

By now I wasn't crying in spite of myself anymore, I was crying out of anger and frustration.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!" I screamed. "I thought you were my brother! I thought we were on the same side!"

"You are my brother Soda and you know that I am always on your side." Darry said surprised.

"No." I said shortly.

" No what" Darry said again.

" No you're not my brother." I said angrily.

" What on earth do you mean by that?" Darry said confused and angrily.

" I mean that your not brother. My brother would fight to keep me here. He wouldn't let me go this easily."

By now I was crying hysterically and I was very angry but the words just kept coming out of my mouth.

" Darry please, please don't let him take me."

I wasn't really angry with him, I was just angry in general.

" Please" I said again, " Please let there be another way, Please."

My voice was getting quiet and I was starting to break down completely. Again I was shaking and I still couldn't stop bawling.

Mr. Scoldman (Who had been very quiet through all this) was just staring at me.

I could tell that he knew that I wasn't about to go with him willingly, (I could see it in his eyes) so he started coming towards me.

"Come now child, it is for the best," he said.

"Get away from me and don't touch me." I said through gritted teeth and tears.

I backed away as he came towards me again.

All of a sudden; he whipped out a club and whacked me over the head with it. The last thing I heard was Darry screaming before I fell into a peaceful darkness.

A/N: Wow. Who would have thought that I could get that evil. Kind of a sad chapter isn't it? Oh well. And for those of you who think that I am going to end up killing Soda you need to seriously consider reading my penname more carefully (That means you Johnnycake. Ignore this statement that I just wrote if you are not her):

If you do this then you will see that he is my favorite character and I am not about to kill him off. (Or will I?) Starts laughing maniacally to no one in particular