This is chapter 5. I hope you like! I would like to thank all my reviewers! You really encourage me to continue writing!

Disclaimer: Is my name S.E Hinton? I don't think so.

Chapter 5

Two-bits pov

I left the Curtis's after I found out Pony was dead. Darry and Soda needed their time to themselves, and I needed some beer, or some alcohol beverage like that.

He was a good kid, and a pretty good fighter. He was also Soda's kid brother. He didn't deserve to die like that.

We all knew he would get in to a college, and marry a nice girl. Not a scatterbrain greasy girl who wore too much eye make up and swore too much. He had it made till those stupid socs came and ruined it for him.

I didn't know why I cared so much for that kid. I guess it was because he was Soda's kid brother, and he kept his mouth shut good.

I was now nearing the liquor store. I went in and bought a six-pack of beer. I wanted to get real high.

I went to the lot to drink my beer. It was near the Curtis's house so I could see it real well.

I was only on my second beer when a cop car showed up at the Curtis's house. I shrugged it off, and finished the beer I was on. When I finished, I decided to see what was going on.

I walked the short way to the house. I went in to find Soda, Johnny, and Darry all in the living room talking to the cop.

"Who is this," The cop asked.

"I'm Two-bit," I answered, "I'm a good friend of the Curtis's."

"Is that true?" the cop asked as he turned back to Darry. Darry nodded his head "yes" to show him I was his buddy.

"Okay, I know this maybe hard for you, but can you tell me what happened last night?" The cop asked Johnny. Johnny nodded his head.

"Were do you want me to begin?" asked Johnny. His voice was so small I could barely here him.

"How about the time you get to the moves till you got to the hospital," the cop said. His voice sounded soft, like he was talking to a baby.

"Well..." Johnny began. I wasn't listening too well. I had only two beers, but I still felt high.

"....And you showed up, and I went the hospital," Johnny finished. I couldn't believe I spaced out like that. I never do.

I looked over at Soda and Darry. Their faces gleamed with tears. I think my heart skipped a beat. Darry never cried. At least I never seen him cry.

"Can you tell me what those boys who jumped you looked like?" the cop continued to ask Johnny. Johnny nodded his head ever so slightly. So slightly I barley saw him move.

"They drove I blue mustang. One, he had brown hair, and he wore lots of rings," Johnny began, "That's all I really noticed."

"Uh-huh," the cop said as he wrote something down on his notepad, "You mentioned a Dallas Winston. Were can I find him."

"I think at Buck Merril's place. Dally jockeys for the slash-j," I answered.

"Thank you. I will try my best to find him," the cop said as he left.

"What was that all about?" I asked as soon as I was sure the cop was gone.

"They're gonna try to find the people who killed Pony," Darry answered. His voice was unsteady, and it was dry sounding. I didn't want to stay anymore so I went to go finish my beers.

Sorry I couldn't write more. I have to go to school. I hoped you liked it. Please review! Tell me how I can improve. I except flames!

Lulu