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The Soc's Revenge: Chapter 7:
Soda's POV:
Around 12pm, Pony was asleep on my bed. I could tell he was taking this really hard. I left him for a second to go to the bathroom. Just as I had closed the door a heard a terrifying scream. Ponyboy was having a nightmare again.
Pony POV:
I felt Soda shaking me and I sat up in the bed. I was shaking really hard and I had tears streaming down my face.
"It's ok," Soda said. "You'll be alright. I'm here. No one ain't gonna hurt ya."
I was hugging him and crying alot. This time I couldn't stop, I was just letting all the pain out. Soda was just sitting with me; listening to me cry.
Back the Curtis house...
Darry's POV:
I was alone with Dallas and Johnny. Johnny was sleeping in Pony's room. He was able to tell us what happened before he went back to sleep. He said that he was walking to our house when all of a sudden; James and his friends jumped him. They told him that they were getting revenge for him and Pony killing Bob. Then, Two-Bit and Steve found him.
"Dally," I said. "I know there is something you ain't telling me."
"Yeah," Dally replied.
"Tell me please."
"Alright," he whispered. "It's just that Pony and Soda ain't well off if they are stayin' with Bowden. He's something different. Even if you do one little thing wrong he'll beat the crap outta you. And I don't think Pony and Soda will be ok. We gotta help them. No matter what we gotta help them."
I nodded sympathetically.
"Thanks, Dal."
He smiled and went outside to smoke. I sighed and went to check on Johnny.
Pony's POV:
It was around four and I was sitting with Soda on his bed.
"You ok, Pony," Soda asked.
"Yeah, I guess."
We heard the front door slam and we both jumped. Bowden was home.
"Get in your room," Soda said. "Now."
I ran as fast as I could and landed right on my bed as I heard Bowden come up the stairs. About half a second later, he opened the door.
"What's going on," he demanded.
"N-n-nothin' at all," I stuttered.
"Don't lie to me, boy," he warned. "What was going on up here?."
I didn't know what to say. I tried to think of something to say. Nothing came up as I frantically searched my mind for and excuse.
"It's my fault," I heard Soda say from the door.
Bowden turned around to face him. My face twisted into an expression of terror. Bowden would kill Soda. He was gonna hurt my brother.
"Oh really," Bowden asked. "I don't think I told you to come out of your room now did I?."
He grabbed Soda's arm and dragged him to his room and threw him in.
Then I heard Soda scream and I ran right into his room. I saw Bowden kicking Soda so I ran and jumped on his back.
"GET AWAY FROM MY BROTHER," I screamed.
Bowden just grabbed my arm and flipped me over his shoulder. I landed on the floor beside Soda. Bowden took turn kicking us until we were nearly unconscious. Then he picked my up and threw me into the wall where I also hit my head against the dresser and everything went black.
Later that night...
Pony's POV:
Later that night I woke up on the floor in Soda's room. I had a terrible headache. I looked around and saw Soda lying on the floor next to the bed. I crawled over to him and shook him.
"Soda," I said. "Wake up."
He opened his eyes and looked up at me.
"Can you move," I asked.
"Yeah, I think so."
I helped him up and we both sat together against the wall.
"What happened after I blacked out," I asked.
"Nothin' really," he replied. "He just kicked me a little more and then he was hitting me with somethin'. I ain't sure what it was. I can't remember too much."
"Want a cigarette," I asked.
"You bet."
I handed him a cigarette and got one for myself. I then lit them with my trusty lighter.
"Thanks," Soda said.
"It ain't nothin'," I replied.
For the next five minutes, we just sat and smoked until the door burst open and in walked Bowden.
"WHAT IN GOD'S NAME IS GOING ON HERE," he screamed. "WHY THE HELL ARE YOU SMOKING IN MY HOUSE?."