Chapter Six
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Ponyboy's POV
I woke up with my head pounding and my jaw hurting like no other. What had happened? I only remember taking a morning stroll before running into someone- my brain froze at the thought. I remember barely who I ran into that morning…
It was only after eight and I decided to quietly go for a morning walk. I didn't – no – I forgot to leave a note for Darry and Sodapop, and I knew they would get mad that I went alone and didn't tell them where I was going, but no one would be up at this time of the morning. But I was wrong.
"Hey you! Kid!" a voice called out at me, making me stop and look up. The guy had a blue hoodie with ripped jeans. His hair was greased heavily and he had brown eyes and red freckles and hair.
"You Ponyboy Curtis?" he asked with a grin that creeped me out. I nodded slowly.
"Yeah what do you want?" I asked slowly and suspiciously. He laughed a bit and came towards me.
"I got a message for you." He said before taking out what looked like a blade and launching at me, punching me and kicking me, till I was unconscious.
I groaned as I tried to move and get up and out of bed. But I felt sore from being thrown around and hit like crazy. I heard soft voices from the living room talking. Probably Sodapop, Darry and Johnny, like usual. I frowned; I missed the loud radio or TV blasting in the morning, Two Bit making dumb remarks to Steve or Dally, and Dally being a wise ass. I missed it all.
I sighed and got up and walked slowly out to the living room. Sodapop was the first to look up and weakly smile at me.
"How ya feelin' Pone?" he asked me his voice monotone sounding. I shrugged though it hurt.
"Okay I guess…" I said not really sure on how I felt. Johnny frowned slightly and Darry sighed.
"We told the police about you being jumped and our suspicions to who jumped you." Darry said not looking up from the paper. I only nodded and took a seat between Sodapop and Johnny. I glanced at Johnny who looked as sad as I did. I missed the gang; the joking and goofing around and when everything was safe.
"Why can't everything be like it used to be?" I suddenly cried out, feeling tears prickle in the corner of my eyes, followed by a sniffle. Soda frowned and wrapped his arm around me, comforting me. "Why can't we have the gang back and feel s-safe?" I quivered and buried my head into Soda's shoulder, crying a bit.
I let out a sob and felt Soda rub my back comfortingly.
"It's alright, Pone. As long as we stick together and watch each other's backs, everything will be okay." He said softly but his voice sounded thick and not as reassuring. I hiccupped as I wiped away the fresh tears falling down my face. I felt Soda lift my chin up with his finger.
"It'll be okay." I sniffled.
"Promise?" I asked a half smile appearing on the corner of my mouth. He chuckled lightly and nodded.
"I promise." He said before pulling me into a tight bear hug.
Soda's POV
I smiled to myself as I rested my head on Pony's and sighed softly. Darry had stopped reading the paper and Johnny was staring at the carpet. At least we had a little moment together and everything almost seemed normal for a second before I heard Pony gasp and pull away from me.
"What's a matter Pony?" I asked alert and looking him over, along with Darry. Johnny almost looked scared but still held his tough look.
"Wait- the guy who jumped me this morning…I remember what he looked like!" he exclaimed making Darry and I's eyes go wide.
"You do?" Darry said cautiously and looked at Pony, waiting for him to continue. Pony nodded furiously.
"Yeah, he was wearing a blue hoodie with jeans and had red hair and freckles." He said in a rushed voice, his breathing quickening.
"Easy Pone," I said before looking over at Darry, who was already reaching for the phone and dialing the number on the card that the Officers had given us.
"The police will handle this." Darry said as he spoke into the phone demanding to speak to one of the officers from before. Pony then looked scared.
"Wait – Darry don't! Hang up!" he said getting up, taking the phone from him and slamming it back down.
"Glory Pone do you want us to be safe or not?" he asked looking at Pony as if he was crazy. Ponyboy looked at him with sincere eyes.
"I-I do but, he said if any of you call the police…" he swallowed hard and curled up, hiding his face.
"What did he say Ponyboy?" Johnny spoke up. It had been the first time Johnny really spoke up since all the killing started going on. Pony barely looked up.
"He'll kill you." He whispered and choked on a sob. I froze and sat down next to Pony.
"Well then what are we gonna do?" Darry asked calmly looking hesitantly over at the phone. I shrugged.
"I don't know Dare. Just defend ourselves. Where's that gun that dad gave us for hunting?" I asked getting up and going to the closet. Darry snorted.
"Sodapop that's for hunting. Not killing a human being." I smirked before taking out the gun and checking to see if it was loaded; it was.
"So? Think of this human being as a deer. A nasty deer that wants to shred us to pieces." Johnny shuddered at the thought and I saw Pony smile a little at my imagination. Darry rolled his eyes and sat back against the chair.
"Okay but be careful with that thing!" he said before getting up and walking to his room. He paused,
"Soda, you and Pone head off to bed." He said walking back over to me and taking the gun from me.
"Heey!" I whined making him shove me playfully. At least there was a little bit of humor still left around.
"I'll take first shift. I don't want something happening to you. Johnny you can sleep in my room if you want or out here. Your choice, but you aint going home." Johnny nodded and curled up on the couch. I guess he felt safer with Superman on guard.
"Okay. Night Darry, night Johnnycakes." They both gave a nod.
"Night Pepsi, Night Pony." Pony gave a fake yawn and nodded silently before heading off to bed with me.