Scars run deeper

by Bagels.fics

Some scars aren't always visible, they run deeper than the bruises that cover the boy's skins and last longer. The Curtis parents weren't all what they seemed. They were drug dealers and child abusers and it's up to the brothers to survive the best way they can and stay gold, because sometimes gold is only a wish. Rated T for child abuse and drug mentioning. Everyone is alive.

9. Chapter 9: Therapy

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own "The Outsiders" or any of the Curtis' Gang. Sigh. The real owner of "The Outsiders" is my favorite author, the fabulous S.E. Hinton. I also do not make a profit from the stories that I write here on this site.

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This story should be about &,000 words and about 3 more chapters after this chapter. Suggestions are super appreciated.

Ponyboy's POV

Therapy session: (Bold: Therapist Bold italics: Ponyboy)

"Hi, Ponyboy. I'm Mrs. Smith."

"Hi, Mrs. Smith."

"What do you like to do?"

"I like to read."

"What is your favorite book?"

"Gone With the Wind." I loved how she didn't ask all the hard questions right away.

"Do you love your parents?"

"Yes."

"Mhmm. Do you trust them?"

"No."

"Do you trust your friends."

"Um… specify?"

"Do you let them touch you it hit you?"

"No, I usually flinch or shrink back."

"Your time is up. We have a lot of work to do."

Darry's POV

Therapy session: (Bold: Therapist Bold italics: Darry)

"Hello, Darrel. My name is Mrs. Smith."

"Hello Mrs. Smith. It's just Darry."

"Hi Darry. What do you like to do for fun?"

"Well, I love to play football."

"Where you ever on the team?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I was always working."

"Mhmm. I'm going to ask you the same questions as your brother and see if you have the same answers?"

"Okay."

"Do you love your parents?"

"Yes."

"Do you trust your friends to hug you without flinching."

"Not usually."

"Your time is up. Your answers were mostly the same, which makes it easier for me. I'll see you next week."

Soda's POV

Therapy session: (Bold: Therapist Bold italics: Sodapop)

"Hi, Sodapop. My name is Mrs. Smith. How are you"

"Good, thanks ma'am."

"I'm going to ask you the same questions as your brother and see if you have the same answers?"

"Okay."

"What do you like to do for fun?"

"I work on cars, but that's also my job."

"Mechanic, I see."

"Yeah. I enjoy being a grease-monkey."

"Do you love your parents even though they hurt you?"

"Yeah. My mom was abused too, it's all she knows, violence and pain."

"I see. You can empathize with her."

"Yeah."

"Do you trust your friends to touch you or anything without flinching back?"

"I sometimes flinch, but not with Steve."

"Can we use Steve to talk to?"

"Yeah, he's my best friend."

"Talk to him or your brothers if things get rough. Your time is up. All three of you seem to be on the same page, which is very interesting."

A/N: Sorry that that was short. Next chapter won't be a therapy session. Please leave suggestions. :)