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Summary: Pony is forced to be a soc or the gang will be in danger! What will happen when he has to fight them?
Ages: All the same except for Ponyboy who's 15.
Ponyboy's POV
I stared at the darkening sky, the light around slowly fading as I laid in the lot. My hands were rested underneath my head and my back was being poked at by the sharp rocks on the ground. I paid no mind to the blue Corvair that was stopping by the lot. My hands remained where they were and my bofy was in the same position. As far as the gang knew I was staying at Tim Shepard's house for the next few days in order to get a break from the house and enjoy the first few days of Summer vacation.
"Hey kid!" I sat up and stared at the blue eyes soc in front of me. His hand was held out in front of him, an offering of peace for the time being.
"Yeah, yeah, I know. Look no one else knows and that's how it's going to stay." I grabbed the dude's hand, my eyes remaining locked on his as I was pulled up from the ground, my madras t-shirt bunching up where I had started to curl up.
Yeah, that's right, I said madras shirt. I'm a soc, at least for the time being.
"You ready for the rumble tomorrow?" The rumble. How could I forget? It's the only rumble I'll fight as a social prick. I won't be fighting alongside anyone I know, I won't be able to. I looked up at the blonde haired kid and nodded my head. He gave me a small smile and walked with me to the blue car that was only a few feet away.
"You sure you can do this? Look man, I only just now figured out about this." I gave him a small nod of my head to show him that I was paying attention. I was focused on everything around me, it was all peaceful, it was all calm, the sound of someone running closer to us filled my ears. Wait, running? I turned around and stared at the 6 forms of the gang members that were only a few feet away. I stopped and stared, I was completely mesmerized by their glares that were aiming towards me and Rich, the blonde haired soc.
"Ponyboy Michael Curtis, what in fuck's sake are you doing?" I stared at my older brother, his cold, hard eyes resting on my form and watching my every movement. No matter what I did or where I stepped his gaze would follow me.
"I'm hanging out with Rich. Got a problem with that?" Dally gave me a look of utter shock. His face was full of confusion and hatred for the person next to me. I couldn't help but smirk in my head, only an insane person would mouth off to Darry when he was in this kind of mood, a soc is included in that category.
"Kid, what's gotten into that head of yours? Not only that but, what are you wearin'? You look like a-"
"-A soc?" I let out a laugh that didn't come close to matching how I was actually feeling. Inside I was being destroyed but, this was all part of the act. This was all part of the plan to keep them safe. "You really think I would stay some low life hood forever? What are you high, or did you get out of prison Dallas Winston?" Some of the words I spoke were truth. They were flying out of my mouth like crazy and, surprisingly, some of them I didn't regret.
"That's goin' too far Pone!" I gave them all a smug smirk before turning my back flipping them off.
"Tell me that tomorrow night", I snapped my fingers once, snapping Rich out of whatever trance he was in,"we're leaving".
I started to walk forward, my pace being lighter when I realized how much weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. There was no other way to describe me at that moment than 'free'. I moved my hand to my back pocket where my pack of cancer sticks was. I pulled it out of my pocket and tossed it behind me, the cigarettes spreading over the ground.
"Forget it Two-Bit, he's not one of us no more", I turned around and watched as the gang walked away. Two-Bit's face had a defeated look and Dally's was full of pure rage. I felt my heart break even more when I saw the single tear that ran down Johnny's face.
I'm so sorry, I thought, this will all be over soon. I turned around and forced myself to grin as I opened the door to the Corvair, two other socs sat beside me, their eyes watching my every move as the car started.
"Nice going kid", I gave the man a smug grin before turning back towards the front.
"Yo, Rich", he turned around and gave me a look that was full of confusion,"what booze do ya got up there for me ta try?" Everyone in the car gave me looks of shock and horror after the words were spoken.
"Ya ever have booze before kid?" I told them 'no' and they all started flipping out.
"Give 'im a bottle Rich!" I felt my insides churn as I was handed an open, brown, glass bottle. I gave them all a look of satisfaction and started to down the bottle. an expectant look was written across their faces when I rolled down the window. I could make out the forms of some other greasers in front of us. Those greasers just so happened to be the gang.
Two-Bit's POV
I walked down the road in silence. Never once I had ever expected the youngest greaser to do something as awful as that. The more I think about how he was acting, the more my heart broke.
"Two-Bit watch out!" I turned around just in time to duck at the beer bottle that was flying towards my head. I heard the familiar laugh of the youngest greaser. I turned towards the street only to see a blue Corvair driving past and Ponyboy flipping us off. His face was full of guilt and sorrow, his eyes were filled with shame.
"What did they do to you Ponyboy?" I turned towards the sound of Sodapop's voice, his eyes were dull, the usual smile on his face was gone.
"I don't know Soda, I don't know but he doesn't want to be doing this." We all gave each other sad smiles, the rest of the day becoming nothing more than a blur as we moved through it, without Ponyboy things had become awful and uninteresting.
"Tomorrow night", Dally said, "We'll fight, we'll fight for Ponyboy." I nodded my head in agreement. I was going to destroy the people who made Ponyboy do this, I was going to make them regret the day they were born.
Ponyboy's POV
We pulled up into the driveway of an old, white house. It was real tuff looking. I let out a whistle as I stepped out onto a gravel driveway, the sound of rocks crunching filled my ears. I turned over towards the guys who were climbing out of the car, their eyes were lit up with pure joy when they saw me. I gave them all massive smiles before running over towards Rich. I stood in front of him and gave him the biggest smile I could possibly manage before I was placed in a headlock. I shoved him off of me and we started having a wrestling match.
"Knock it off you two, we gotta get some sleep for the big rumble tonight?" Tonight? I looked over to the tree line where the Sun was starting to peak over the horizon. I felt my stomach drop when I realized how close I was to having to fight the gang. I looked over to the others who all gave me soft smiles. I wasn't aware of the fact that Rich had stood up until I felt a hand grabbing my arm and pulling me up.
"He's got a point. We got some things to discuss before it happens too so we all might as well enjoy the relaxation." I nodded my head and went inside the huge house with one thought on my mind, "I'm Sorry".
Time Skip to the following night :P
I sat at the large wooden table, my hands shaking ever so slightly while I waited for the rest of my temporary gang to get there. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest and the blood rushing through my veins. I watched the doorway when Rich walked into the room, his hands in his pockets and his feet spread out.
"You're going after your brothers and the rest of those greasers in your old gang." My heart sank to my stomach and I nodded my head. "Just think about it, you could get revenge on them for being so protective and not trusting you", now that was somethin'. I could easily beat them if I wanted to, I just had to let my anger out. I think it's worth a shot.
"Let's do it." I nodded my head, thoughts entering my mind that shouldn't have been there. My hands were balled into fists as I stood up and walked out of the kitchen.
"Are you coming or what?" They all shared a look with each other before standing up and following me to the car.
Dally's POV
I'm going to make sure those socs get what's comin' to 'em. They won't hurt any of us again and we're going to get our little brother back.
I looked over to rest of the gang who were walking down the road, their hands in their pockets and glares settled on their faces. I smirked at how different they looked, even Two-Bit appeared serious for once. I stared ahead, the lot only a few feet away. I ran forward, ready to bust some heads in, and that's when I saw him.
Ponyboy was standing tall, he looked relaxed and calm as he rolled a blade around in his hand. He caught my eye and gave me a smirk, his eyes taking in my figure. He started walking forward, into the gap that separated the greasers and the socs.
"Where's Darrel!" Every greaser looked around their eyes full of shock and fear at the 15 year-old boy. I gave him a small glare before stepping forward, his eyes going wide when he saw me.
"You ain't gonna hurt yer brother!" He gave me a smirk and, before I knew it, I felt the pain of a fist in my stomach as a fight broke out between greasers and socs. I stood up and pulled the boy into a headlock, his struggling never slowing down or stopping. "What's gotten into you Pony? You would never do somethin' like this." He stopped struggling, his eyes became wide and his body becoming tense in my arms.
"I didn't want to Dal but they threatened to hurt you guys! Rich said that I had to do what he said!" I let go of the boy causing him to drop to the ground like a sack of potatoes. I turned around and came face to face with none other than Rich himself.
"You little son of bi***! You did this!" The boy in front of me took a step back as I started beating him to death. I watched as his body fell to the ground, limp and lifeless. A scream came from behind me and I was met with the sight of Ponyboy being beaten by a group of socs, his body curled up as he took blow after blow.
The police sirens sounded causing the socs to run. Everyone except for the gang started whooping and hollering about our victory. I fell to my knees by Ponyboy, pulling his head into my lap. His hand was laying over his stomach, his eyes were starting to close.
"Pone, you're going to be okay. Just hang on kid." He nodded his head as I picked him up bridal style, his head flopping around, making his hair do the same.
"Dally, did we", he cringed slightly before relaxing again,"win." I gave him a small smile and fought back tears.
"Yeah Pone, we won." I couldn't help but feel my heart jump slightly when he pushed himself into my chest. I felt the warm liquid running down my face as I caught up to the gang. They made me hand Ponyboy over to Two-Bit. He placed a gentle kiss on his forehead before walking towards the house. The entire gang following shortly after.
Two-Bit's POV
I placed the small child on the couch. His eyes wide open and full of tears. I watched his slow movements as he sat up and stared at me. He looked around and stared at the rest of the gang tears flowing down his face.
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" My heart fell to my stomach when I heard Pony's voice. I couldn't help but feel a pain in my chest at the sound of my baby's voice.
"It's okay Dal explained everything to us." He nodded his head and looked up his eyes meeting mine. he threw himself on me and placed a kiss to my lips. I eased into it and he slowly calmed down, his head becoming buried in my neck.
"You better not hurt the kid Two-Bit or I can guarantee we'll all make you suffer", I gave Darry a grin and picked up the now sleeping boy bridal style.
"Why would I want to hurt our little bro?"
That wasn't as great as I imagined...
Oh well!
Dally: Just shut up and say whatever it is you wanted to say.
Darry walks in.
Darry: I'm going to kill you Bluejay!
I put my hands up.
Me: Alright guys here you go! A short spew of a story! Enjoy! I'll be back later.
Two-Bit's POV
I shook my green eyed baby's shoulder, his closed eyes opening slightly to meet my gaze.
"Go 'way Two 'm tired." I laughed slightly and pulled the covers off of his form. He sat up straight and sent me a glare, his eyes full of irritation.
"Alright I'm awake." I gave him a massive grin before pulling him towards me and placing a kiss on his lips.
"I can forgive you if you take me out today." I gave him a smile and pecked his lips.
"Then I guess I'll have to convince Darry to let you out of the house." I picked him up bridal style and he cuddled into my chest.
"You're warm." I laughed lightly and he looked up at me with puppy dog eyes, "Are you ever going to put my down?"
"I'm going to have to for school." He gave me a smile and pulled me into a passionate kiss before realeasing.
"Then I'll have to enjoy every second of this."
"Then I guess you will."