A/N: Okay so thanx to my reviews, I've been busy and running out of ideas but here's the next chappie.
Darry's POV
I sat in the bathroom and looked at myself. My hair and the way it cow licked in the back, everyone thought that I loved my hair-I hated it. I hate almost every part of me. Why can't I ever do anything right? I tell Ponyboy and Justine that they don't use their heads but really I'm just hating myself. I spent forever thinking that I could be a soc if I just played hard enough. But I never became one, I was never good enough. I took quite a few aspirins and excited the bathroom. Courtney was standing there watching me, "What?" "We need to talk" She grabbed my arm and dragged me into the bedroom.
"I heard about this cutting business of yours" She looked at me in a way that suggested she was mad. How did she find out about that? A thousand thoughts raced through my mind, I was mad and tired and scared all at the same time…should I tell her?
"I thought that last time we got rid of this" "I don't cut" I insisted, she looked at me and I repeated myself and tried to look believable. She grabbed my arm and yanked my sleeve up. The marks were there, nice and fresh. She looked at me like she was going to cry. Finally she tried to grab me, probably to hug me. I was tiered of her though, she always had helped before but now things were different. I slapped her.
I told myself a million times that I didn't mean to, but I still couldn't forget what I had done. Slapped her, and she ran, she ran off-not out of my house, just to put something on it-I do slap hard. And so I sat there and thought my life over. Nothing was going right!
Soda's POV
Tay and I had bought a house, it was far away from Tulsa in some small town-we were moving in tomorrow, all that was left was telling Darry.
Darry looks so sad, almost like he's disappointed, things did NOT go as we planned. Taylor and I will be moving into our new house tomorrow and everything should work out okay…I guess. Darry's really ticked. Nothing seems to be going right anymore. Nothing. Justine and Johnny-they aren't going to great and something up with two-Bit, not sure what it is but it's fucked whatever it is. Could be that Shannon girl, she DID dump him, and he really loved her. She loves him too-I heard her talking, it was all her mother, she told her to do it, her mothers quite controlling.
We can see the house from the hotel that we're staying in. Man does this suck; nothing seems to be going right. Nothing seems to be happening the way it should-everything's totally fucked up and I wish I could stop it. I lay here, stroking Tay's hair and occasionally kissing her, we're so quite, love's gone. Our loves finished, I knew it couldn't last long.
Two-Bit's POV
I drank my beer; I was so cross-eyed that I couldn't see. She moved away and left me. I have nothing left, she said I was a dirty greaser-that was here mother talking and I knew it. But I WAS a dirty greaser; I was pathetic and unwanted, a piece of shit and low life scum. Why don't I ever do anything right? Why am I so stupid? I'm such an asshole. Dammit man I'm a fucking fag! Nothing I do is ever right. Why oh why oh why? I'm such an asshole! Fuck man, fuck me.
Justine's POV
I sit here and listen to Emily talk about how great her life is. Why doesn't she realize that I don't care? My life sucks ass. Dally and Jess are gone, no one mentions it but I know, we all know, we'll never see them again. She says she should go and so she does. Her and Pony want to get married some day. Why is it some people are meant to be together and others spend forever chasing someone who doesn't know they feel that way…or doesn't care? Some people take having everyone fawn over them as a bad thing, how can they do that? It's not even close to a bad thing!
I feel like the world needs to collapse in around me. Johnny, the last time I saw him, was completely high. We hung out last week but he didn't realize who I was I don't think. Darry and me still don't get along. He says I should be more like Pony-Soda told him about the baby. I've been suspended again, I'm almost expelled. Man, I gotta get my shit together. Aw fuck it man. I give up, in complete entirety, I give up.
A/N: So I think two more chappies to go. I've decided to hold off my other story until this one gets done. Tell me what you think. Peace.
