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The Soc's Revenge: Chapter 9:
Soda's POV:
'What a long and horrible day,' I thought to myself.
I sighed and lay down in my so called bed in the reformatory. This day had been really long. First of all, 2 days ago, Bowden had nearly killed me on the morning when I refused to get in the car to come here. Then on the second day here, me and Pony got blamed for breaking a window just because we were sitting under it. They obviously knew it had been broken hours before. They beat us up anyway. Now it's night time on my third night here and I was just thinking. I broke out of my thoughts when I head a shrill scream. It was Pony having a nightmare.
"Oh god," I whispered. "Not again."
You see, since the night we have been here, Ponyboy has been having really bad nightmares. Like usual, he wakes up screaming his brains out. I wished to God that I could help him but there wasn't anyway I could. Everyone is put in different cells. Pony was right next door to me and every night since we've been here, he has woke up screaming his brains out. And every night the guards went to him and beat him up. They said, "he is being a disturbance when everyone is trying to sleep." I think that is just an excuse to beat up Pony. And now all i could do is sit in me cell and listen to the guards beat up Ponyboy. After it grew quiet, I lay down and fell into a deep but dreamless sleep.
Next morning at the Curtis' House...
Dally's POV:
I was alone in the house with Johnny. Everyone else was a work and Two-Bit was off fooling around somewhere. I decided to stay with Johnny. The poor kid was sleeping. And I was sitting right next to him. Just then, he was waking up.
"Hey Johnnycake," I said. "How ya doin', kid?".
"I'm alright, Dal," he replied. "Where is everyone?."
"At work," I told him. "It's alright, Johnny. You rest now."
I got up and went outside to have a smoke. I was finally alone. I let my thoughts and emotions take over. I couldn't believe that Pony and Soda were in the reformatory. I had been there. It was like jail. Actually it was jail. Only more like a jail for kids. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to help Ponyboy and Soda. The only thing is that I don't know how.
The Reformatory...
Pony's POV:
It was in the afternoon and the guards had let us outside. It was dark and cloudy and kinda cold. I walked around a little bit and then sat down on a bench next to Soda.
"Hey Pony," he greeted glumly.
"Hi," I said.
For a few moments we sat in silence. There was nothing to say. I hated it here. Being at the reformatory was killing us both. I felt all empty inside. Poor Soda hardly ever smiled anymore. And for him, that wasn't normal.
"Soda," I said.
"Yeah?."
"I'm scared," I replied. "I don't know what to do anymore. I can't take much more of this. I hate havin' nightmares. They keep comin' in and hurtin' me. It ain't my fault , Soda. Please help me. I just can't take it anymore."
Soda grabbed me and hugged me and just held me while I cried. He just sat there and let me cry on him.
"It's alright, little brother," he soothed. "You'll be alright. We're gonna make it out of here. I promise you."
I sat up and wiped my eyes. Soda hugged my again.
"C'mon, Pony," he said. " Don't cry. We'll be fine."
"Sure," I replied.
Sodapop nodded and half- smiled. I knew he was planning something.
"What," I asked. "What are ya thinkin'?"
"I know a way that we can escape," he said.
For a second, everything went a bit hazy and I felt as if I might faint. However, when I shook off the feeling of fainting I grew excited.
"Where, Soda," I asked. "Soda, tell me!"
He told me to be quiet, grabbed my arm and led me over to the back of the reformatory. There was a huge fence. And at the bottom there was a hole. A hole that me and Soda could fit through for sure.
"I have a plan," he explained. " I figure all we gotta do is crawl through this hole and then we need to get through the other four fences without getting caught."
"I like it," I replied excitedly. "Let's get outta here."
We carefully crawled through the hole and I actually thought that we would actually make it out of the reformatory without getting caught. but only for a second. The feeling went away when I heard a voice that I dreaded:
"Freeze. Don't even think about moving."
The guards grabbed us and brought us directly to Bowden's office.
'Boy, this is sure fun,' I thought.
Soda's POV:
Well, to say the least, living at the reformatory is hell. We got thrown into 2 chairs infront of Bowden's desk.
"Well, well, well," he said. " I knew it wasn't going to be long before you two did something. But it's ok. We've got a special little 'event' lined up for you."
Me and Pony looked at each other; confused.
"Guards," he yelled. "Please accommodate these two boys to the little event we have planned for them."
The guards grabbed us and dragged us down into the basement. They threw me into one room and Pony into another. He was screaming wildly for me. But what could I do?
Pony's POV:
I was really scared when they threw us into the room. It was cold and dark but most of all I was scared.
"Help me," I whispered to no one in particular.
After a few minutes, a couple of guards came in and laughed when they saw me shaking and crying a little.
"SHUT-UP!" I yelled. "YOU STUPID FREAKS!"
I think that got their attention because they immediately stopped laughing and came toward me. One picked me up and held my arms behind my back. The other two took turns punching me and hurting me. When they finally dropped me, I sat in the corner with my arms over my head.
"STOP," I yelled. "LEAVE ME ALONE!"
But the stupid guards were beyond hearing. They were hitting me with something. I'm not sure what. But they were hitting me over and over again. When they stopped, one of the guards kicked me in the ribs and then they all left laughing. I just lay there in extreme pain.
"Oh God," I whispered. "Please help me. Oh God, help."