Love Too True
A/N: Again, I repeat, this story was a dare. And the only reason I'm writing chapters is because, I didn't want it to be so long for readers. Ths is not a one-shot, sorry to disappoint. I just want to get this over and, don't worry, I shall never right another story like this again. Okay, on to the story.
The door opened; Darry was home. Pony opened the bedroom door, and smiled.
"Hey Dar! That was quick." He sat on the couch, followed by Soda. "Where's Two-Bit? Didn't he go with you?"
"Yeah. But the little fucker ran off, again." Darry scowled.
"What's wrong, Dar?" Soda asked.
"What's wrong! We're supposed t' leave tonight and the rest of the gang aren't here yet! That's what's wrong."
"Calm down Darry. They'll be here soon." Pony tried to consol his elder brother, gently. Darry was no one to mess with when angry. About five minutes later, Dally and Johnny came in. After they wanted a half an hour, Darry stood up.
"Alright, Two-Bit ain't comin' so lets get some–" The door opened, revealing Two-Bit with blood all over his white t-shirt. He was greeted with Darry throwing him up against the wall.
"Where the hell have you been!"
"I told you I'd be at Bucks for awhile. Didn't ya hear me?" Two-Bit looked extremely pale, and frightened of the oldest Curtis. Pony went over to Darry and gave him a pleading look.
"C'mon Dar. Don't be too rough on him. This is Two-Bit after all. You know what an idiot he can be sometimes."
"Hey!" The others just laughed.
"So how 'bout it Dar?" Darry let out a frustrated sign and put Two-Bit down.
"Fine. But if he does it again..." Sharp, blue eyes met Two-Bits grey ones, leaving an obvious death threat. Then, Darry turned away.
"Alright, we're going to bed."
"Ah, so soon? But we just got here." Dally asked.
"We have to get some sleep. We leave Tulsa tomorrow night. We can't afford to stay here any longer. Now move it."
Groaning and complaining, everyone went to their sleeping positions, except the Curtis brothers. The night fell silent.
"Passerby's didn't even look at the house. But if someone did happen to look, they'd just assume it was abandoned. The residents disappeared after awhile." Ponyboy read from a newspaper and he and the gang left Tulsa the following night. "There have been some reports of commotion in the house. But the chances of people residing in a house like that without draw attention before hand, is slim. Wow, now that's plain corny. What do you think, Dar?"
"That's corny alright, baby." Darry was driving the truck. It was Pony, Soda, and him in the front, the others in the back. Obviously, Darry was in a much better mood than the night before.
"How many hours until we find a motel, Dar?" Soda asked, reading a magazine to pass the time.
"I don't know. But I guess it'll be for another hour or so."
After that, there wasn't much talking. They did find a hotel, and all shared a room. It was a nice room, although small and quant. Settled down, Pony went outside while the others stayed inside. Two-Bit, Dally, and Johnny played poker. Darry was making plans on where to go tomorrow night, and Soda was just sitting around.
"It's too quiet..." Pony said to himself, watching the wilderness around him. He looked up at the sky, noticing that it was getting brighter. I wonder how long I can live like this. Living in darkness is no treat, even if immortality comes as a bonus.