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Alright, I'm going to try to make this chapter longer, for anyone who reads this anyways   

Chapter 6

Pony's POV

I woke up and remembered Mom. I threw on a pair of jeans and didn't bother changing my shirt or combing my hair. It had only been one day, but I missed my mom. I woke up Soda, and he did the same. We got into Steve's car, and drove to the hospital. We got out just like we had yesterday and went to go see mom. She was just signing out. She looked kind of sad, still.

"Hey Mom, we're here!" Soda said, giving the famous movie-star smile. That smile made everyone happy. Mom smiled.

"Hey boys, I'm all ready. You wanna go see Dad?" she asked.

"Yeah sure." I said. I loved both of my parents very much. I don't know what would happen if they weren't okay. I was happy they were both going to be okay. Well, so I thought.

Soda's POV

We went up to Dad's room to see how he was doing. He was awake, and I was glad for that. I went in and said, "Hey Dad, howya doin?" Putting on my famous smile. He gave a little one back.

"Hey Pepsi-Cola. Hi Pony. How are you boys doing?" He quietly said, almost whispered. The sound of his voice kind of scared me a bit, but I didn't show it.

"Yeah, we're fine." Dad was pale white. I'd never seen him like this before. Then he managed to say to my mom, Pony and me,

"Hey boys, and wife, tell Darry I was awful proud of him okay? Tell him I want him to finish college, and that he's becoming a real man. Pony, I love you so much. Even though you are quiet a lot, you are real awesome. Keep up the good grades, son. And Soda, you're the man of the house now. Take good care of Mom and Pony. Wife, I love you and I always will. Thank you for so much over the years. I'm going to miss you all. One more thing, please don't ever drink. Look at what it can cause. Please promise me you will never touch any alcohol. I love you all and I'm going to miss you all." And with that, he dropped his head and closed his eyes. Mom let out a sob and I could see tears streaming down Pony's face. I couldn't believe this was happening, not to us.

Pony's POV

Why did this have to happen? Why now? He wasn't even that old. Darry didn't even get to say goodbye. Soda then started crying. This was the second time in one week. What was happening to the world? Why did people drink and drive? Why to us? My parents were so innocent. What did they do to deserve this? A nurse came in.

"I'm so sorry. He was a nice man. But I'm afraid you have to leave now." Why? Why did we have to leave? I knew things would never be the same at home, with just me Soda and Mom. We all quietly left and drove back to Steve's house. We walked down the rest of the block home, silently. Mom cried all the way home, and so did I. Soda just looked out the window, looking real sad. When we got home, Mom started cooking. I don't see why, I wasn't even hungry. She set it out on the table and began eating. So did Soda. I just went to my room to get things off my mind. I soon fell asleep.

Soda's POV

This was so terrible. So many things were happening in a short time. The phone rang. I always seemed to pick it up. It was Darry. Oh no. How was I gonna tell him? He was real close to Dad.

"Hello?" I asked

"Hey Soda, what's up?" then I told Mom to come talk to him. She picked up the phone.

"Hey, Darrel, sweetie. How are you?" she sounded so sweet, and her voice was soft and sweet and innocent.

"Hey Mom! I'm glad you're okay. How's Dad?" the word Dad made me wince on the inside.

"Um, Darrel, honey. I am real sad to tell you this, but Dad…he…. I'm so sorry, honey. He's not coming home." She was gonna start crying soon I could tell. She couldn't force herself to say that word. That would make it all true. I didn't want it to be true. I kept thinking he was going to come through that door any minute. I stared at it for a while, getting mad at it for not opening. I seen Mom hang up the phone.

"Soda, honey, go get in the shower. Darry's coming to visit."

"On a Sunday?" I asked "He has school tomorrow." It sounded funny. Darry has been out of school for about a year now. I didn't like school. I wasn't going to college. I knew Pony would though. He's smart like Darry. I wonder I was the one left out. But I didn't argue with my mom and went into the bathroom.

Pony's POV

I woke back up to find that Darry was in the living room. At first I thought I was jus imagining his voice, but I soon found out he had been sitting on the couch, talking to mom and Soda.

"Hey Pony" he said, giving me a big hug, kind of squeezing me, actually. I didn't mind though. Things seemed a little more normal when he was here. I sat down and listened in on the conversation.

"Yeah, I could come back home and help you out, mom." Darry suggested.

"No, Darrel, you're going back. That is what your dad wanted. So, please. I will be fine. I can handle two boys." She said, looking at me and Soda.

"Yeah." Soda said. "You're smart Darry. You should stay. We'll be alright, huh Pony?" he said, nudging me. I was kind of gazing into space.

"Oh, yeah, right" I agreed. Then Darry gave us all a hug and left again. Mom said she was going grocery shopping and left. And then Two-Bit walked in, beer in hand. Uh oh, this will not be good.

Soda's POV

"Hey Soda, Pony. What's up?" said Two-Bit, normally. He had a beer in his hand, the reason my Dad is dead. I walked up to him and knocked him over, beer falling and everything. He got back up with a weird expression on his face.

"Hey, what's this all about?" he said, getting what was left of his beer.

"Two-Bit how could you?" I yelled. Then I forgot that Two-Bit didn't know about Dad. "Look, my Dad is…my Dad is….well my Dad died" I managed to spit out. "He…because of a drunk driver. He made us promise to never drink again. Two-Bit got a real sad look on his face, and that is real weird.

"Look, man I'm real sorry. I didn't know." I could tell he was sincere.

It has been two weeks since Dad. I don't like to mention what happened. Tonight was the funeral.

Pony's POV

I miss Dad so much. Mom, too. She's had to work over time now, to support me and Soda. She goes to work when we leave for school, and doesn't come home until around 11. That's not fair, not to no one. She shouldn't have to. Its not fair. Things are never fair. I don't know if I was ready for the funeral. But I needed to go. I had to go. The whole gang was going, Darry too.

Soda's POV

Today was the day of the funeral. I don't know if I could go, but I had to be strong for Pony, and mom, too. We all got showered and dressed. Then we all piled into Mom's new car. I liked the smell of new car. I don't know why. I'm surprised we could afford it. We got there and the only person there was the pastor-person. The place was already set up. Then I saw some guys bring in a casket. I didn't believe my own father was in there. I couldn't force myself. The funeral started in half an hour. Then Darry showed up.

Darry's POV

I walked into the funeral home, and my mother hugged me. I was glad to see them, but sad to be here. I dreaded the day when I would have to say goodbye to my old man. In fact, I didn't even get to say goodbye. Everything was so unfair. We were good people. Then the gang showed up, all together.

"Hey Dar, what's new?" I heard Dally say to me. I didn't like Dallas Winston, but we were somehow friends.

"Hey Dallas. Nice of you all to come." Before I knew it, the service was starting.

Pony's POV

I didn't really pay attention to what the preacher was saying. I didn't want to be here. I didn't want to acknowledge my father was dead. I loved him too much. The ceremony was over and people went to talk to each other, and say goodbye to my Dad. I just clung to my mom like a baby. And besides, I wanted to talk to my dad when everyone else couldn't see me. I just stuck with my mom and Soda the whole time, and before I knew it, everyone was gone.

"Come on, Pone, we're going home" Soda said.

"I didn't get to say goodbye yet, you guys go ahead, I'll be there in a minute."

I walked up to Dad's casket. He didn't look peaceful, like everyone says. Well, to me he didn't. I don't see how you could be peaceful being dead, when you know your family misses you so much. I thought I was being selfish, so I stopped thinking that. His hands were folded across his chest, eyes closed. He looked so young. He didn't deserve to die.

"Hey, Dad," I began. "It's me, Ponyboy. I love that name you gave me. Thanks. I love you so much dad." I began to cry. "I miss you so much already. I know we weren't as close as you and Darry, but I know I love you and you loved me. I wish you were here right now. You were funny like Soda, and you could always could make me laugh." I put my head on his chest and was bawling by then. "I'm going to miss you, Dad. I love you, Dad" I would never be able to call anyone Dad ever again. And with that, I left the funeral home bawling my eyes out.

So? Good? Remember this is my first one, so tell me what you think, please!!! I have more ideas for more chapters.