SURPRISE, I BET IT WAS A SURPRISE WHEN YOU GOT A STORY ALERT FOR THIS, NOW WASN'T IT?
Disclaimer- I do not own The Outsiders
Note- Well, you can all thank darkravenx0 for this. She is, um, persuasive, and violent and allergic to peanuts. This has no chapter title because I did NOT want to do it, but Chelsea tied me to the chair and said "Write goddamn you, WRITE!" and so I wrote this which, she is posting against my will.
I looked around nobody was here. That was odd. I walked into Soda's bedroom to see if he was awake. Somebody put their arms around my waist from behind me and I jumped. Or, I would've but I was being held down by somebody. Soda rested his chin on my shoulder and I couldn't help but smile.
"Trying to give me a heart attack, aren't you? If you did and I died, what would you do?" He was quiet for a while.
"Are you actually thinking?" I asked him and turned to face him.
"I'd throw a party," he said grinning. I pushed him away.
"I feel so loved." He walked closer to me.
"I wouldn't, maybe I would die."
"And the world would suffer, they wouldn't have your pretty face anymore," I answered.
"But, I'd be with you." I walked closer to him and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"I love you," I told him.
"I would die if you ever left," I think I heard him say again quickly and quietly, "I love you a lot. Anyway, I came here to tell you that Steve and Michelle were goin' out and we were invited. Do ya wanna go?" I nodded.
Later that night we were at the movie house with Steve waiting for Michelle. I noticed a red haired girl. She came over to us and kissed Steve on the cheek. I looked carefully at her, then down to her wrist.
"Uh, Anna, where is Michelle?" Anna looked at me with a look that simply said, 'shut the fuck up.'
"It's Michelle, not Anna. You are bad at telling us apart." Michelle was probably sick or something and Anna was filling in for her. I wondered if Steve knew the difference between them. He didn't spend enough time with Anna to know the difference.
After the movie we dropped "Michelle" off and we went back to Soda's house. I sat on the couch while Soda and Steve talked. Once in a while I caught Steve or Soda glancing at me. I wasn't stupid and I realized they were talking about me.
"Whatever you want, man, it's your problem," Steve said as Two-Bit opened the door.
"What's whose problem?"
"Jessica is Soda's problem." 'She's your crazy girlfriend.' Soda came over to sit next to me. He put his arm around my shoulder.
"Look, Soda," I began, taking his arm off my shoulder, "if you are going to break up with me, cut the sweetness crap." He stared at me surprised.
"Why do you think I would break up with you? I told you I loved you, just this morning. I would die if you died." I closed my eyes and shook my head.
"People lie," I said. I remembered saying I'd be gone for a few weeks, then I spent 7 months in New York. Only, that hadn't been unintentional. And, I did come back. I came back.
"I don't lie," he replied. He put his arm over my shoulder, this time I didn't pull it off. He pulled me closer to him and I let him. I felt safe, I loved him. I know that sounds weird, but I am 18, I'm pretty sure I love him. Wait, I am sure I love him. He's Sodapop Curtis, my boyfriend.
"Does that mean you lied when you said you loved me?"
"I said people lie, I never said I lied." Steve and Two-Bit were there, and of course one of them has to but in.
"You do lie, with that whole 'I'll only be gone a few weeks' thing." I got up and smacked Steve across the face. He looked at me confused.
"I said sorry and I thought I explained that," I told him and walked into Soda's room. How do they live in this mess? It wasn't as bad as Steve's house. The trash on the ground, it was gross. I sat down on the bed. I heard somebody come in.
"You don't need to apologize," I said assuming it was Steve. I looked up noticing it was Soda. He stood in front of me.
"Didn't think I had to, what I wanted was, um," he said nervously biting his lip. I started to get nervous as well. He grabbed my hands and pulled me so I was standing up and he got down on his one knee. My stomach did this weird flip and my palms started to get sweaty. No wonder he was so nervous. I didn't hear what he said, it seemed pushed together. He might've been rushing it and I might've been dazed, but I was aware when he stopped talking.
"Will you marry me?" I had turned a deep shade of red, deeper than ever, I was sort of embarrassed. If Soda was facing the door, then he would've been too. Everybody was crowding in the door.
"Yes," I said and grabbed his hands and pulled him up. I wrapped my arms around his neck like I had done earlier. He held my waist tightly and I knew I was crying. I was so happy. I looked at the guys in the hall way.
"You guys can come in now."
"Sodapop," Steve said, "does this make us sorta related?"
That is the true ending. No more for me, just darkravenx0 is very intimidating. I'm afraid of her because she is an inch taller than me. I could easily take her on if I felt like it. I hope you enjoyed it and I know it was basically just conversation.