Ponyboy's Point of View
I woke up the next morning feeling like I hadn't rested at all. Maybe the bitch's house wasn't so bad, at least I'd be away from my brothers, I thought quickly. "Hey Ponyboy" someone softly said as the door knocked quietly. Sodapop was coming in to wake me up probably, he's probably trying to be real careful around me, good, I thought. "What?" I snapped from the pillow. "Breakfast is ready" he replied softly as he shut the door.
I walked into the kitchen and noticed that everyone was there eating breakfast. I wasn't hungry, simply because for the last 3 months with The Bitch, I never ate breakfast or lunch. Everyone looked up when I entered the room and looked awkward. Darry handed me a plate of scrambled eggs. When I was about to walk away Darry stopped me, "Ponyboy, when you're done breakfast, we need to talk." I only nodded in response. I sat on the vacant seat on the couch and barely ate my food. You'd think I'd be hungry from lack of food, but I wasn't, I had grown use to it and now if I ate more than one meal a day I felt sick. I only ate a few small bites before feeling full and took my plate to the kitchen. "Ponyboy, aren't you gonna eat more?" Asked Darry concerned. "No" I replied simply, "come on Pony, just eat a bit more, you've lost a lot of weight you need to gain it back" protested Sodapop. This made me angry, I wanted to scream at him, tell him that of coarse I've lost a lot of weight, and it was because of them sending me to the boys home who sent me to the Bitch, who made me loose all that weight. Instead I kept my mouth shut and just walked away. I could feel the eyes on me as I left the room.
I slowly began unpacking my belongings, putting them away just like I did before I left. I heard Darry say something to the guys about leaving for a while. I heard the door close and knew the gang left. I heard a soft knock from outside me door and a soft "Ponyboy?" "What?" I asked as I continued to fold and put away my clothes. Darry came into the room and looked at me. "Come sit down Ponyboy, we need to talk" said Darry softly, while sitting upon the edge of Soda's and my bed. I stared at him for a moment before walking over. I sat on the far edge of the bed, farthest away from him, I didn't want to be near him. Darry seemed to notice the distance that I put between us. "Ponyboy" he began as he inched closer to me, "why did you do all those horrid things?" Asked Darry. Sodapop was leaning against the doorframe, unsure of what to do as Darry tried to talk to me. Darry must have told Soda last night that I was at the police station and why. "What does it matter?" I asked coolly while glaring at them. "It matters because you got into a lot of trouble with the police, you hurt yourself, and how do we know that this won't be a continuous problem now that you're with us, and that means that you could be taken away again if it is!" Darry said more loudly, trying to keep the frustration out of his voice. "Well maybe I WANT to be taken away again!" I hollered at them, Soda had a pain stricken expression across his face and Darry just looked angry. "Why do you want to be taken away?" Asked Darry trying to keep the hurt off of his face. "Because you both don't love me the way you did when mom and dad were around, and I sure as hell don't love you anymore! You let me be taken away so why should I spend my life with people like you who don't care about me?" I screamed in Darry's face. "Ponyboy we care about you so much!" Said Darry as a tear ran down his face, he moved closer to me and wrapped me in a hug. I tried to push him off with all my strength, I didn't want him to hug me, this only made him hold onto me tighter. "Get off of me!" I screamed at him trying to push his arms off of me, trying to get out of his hug. It felt like hugging the enemy. He only held onto me tighter, determined to make me see that he cared about me. My face was against his shirt as tears ran down my cheeks, not from sadness, but from hate. I hated him so much; Darry loosened his grip after I stopped fighting and saw I was crying, probably thinking that I loved him too. He looked down at me as I quietly said through gritted teeth "I hate you."
Darry let go of me, seeing the anger in my eyes as I blinked, forcing my tears to stop and the cold hard stare to come back. Darry looked at Soda, unsure of what to do with me. He got up and walked away from me, Darry walked out of my room as Soda continued to look at me, "I don't know what happened to you Ponyboy, but it's over now, you should try and move on." Soda finished as he closed the door behind him, leaving me alone in the darkness.