Okay, I'm finally up-dating. I'm sorry I didn't for a little while, but to make a long story short, wasn't accessible to me. There was one point where I didn't even have Internet access, but those horrible days are over. I hope you like this chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Outsiders. Please don't sue!
Soda's POV
Two-bit came by today while Darry was talking to the cop. I wish he would just leave us alone. It wasn't his baby brother who died. He probably didn't even care for the kid. Why should he?
" Soda?" Darry asked. I was sitting on my bed thinking how just a couple nights ago Pony was sitting on this bed, and just last night his life was ended.
" Yeah, Darry," I answered him.
" You okay?"
" Yeah Darry," I answered, " I'm fine." I really wasn't. When mom and dad died I wasn't fine. Why would I be now?
" Why!" Darry screamed, " Why did he have to go?" I had never seen Darry like this before. I was worried.
I walked over to him from where he was in the doorway.
" It's going to be okay, Darry," I tried to sooth him, but it wasn't working.
" First mom and dad. Now pony," Darry cried, " Don't leave me, soda."
This was Darry's silent fear. To be left alone. To be the only living person of this broken family.
" Darry," I cried into his shirt. I was a mess. My brother was dead. I was dead inside. Darry might as well have been dead.
" Darry," I continued to cry, " It's going to be all right. It really is."
" Don't I know little buddy," Darry answered, " Don't I know it."
A little on the short side, I know, but I have to post before I can't. I hope you like. Please review!