Hey guys Summers finally here. Sorry for being so late I had finals and I was too lazy to write and everything So This is the next Chapter I hope you enjoy it. Don't forget to review and check out my other stories.

Soda POV

Darry and I were running. It was very important for us to find Ponyboy. Without him I have no idea what we would do. Darry and I just got back from the Dingo but he wasn't there either, so now we were running towards the lot. I had a very bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Darry," I said. "Shush, Soda, everything will be ok," I could see that Darry was worried. Anyone who knew him well could see. His ice-green orbs held some type of emotion in them. I couldn't exactly figure it out but it was between anger and worry.

We made it to the lot. By the time we did our clothes and hair were wet. We were soaked to the bone. Another lightning bolt sprang through the sky.

"Ponyboy!" I yelled."Where are you?" I screamed once more. Darry's booming voice joined mines. I did a quick 360. While I was in the mist of it, something caught my eye. I saw a lump by the bench in the lot. Please don't be, please don't be, I chanted. It couldn't be him. Ponyboy was just at home waiting for us, but I was wrong as usual. On the ground was a corpse. A dead corpse of my baby brother. I looked down in horror at the bloody and broken body. I couldn't move. I was numb. I heard 5 pairs of feet behind me, but I paid them no need.

What used to be Ponyboy was a disfigured body. His intestines were showing through a hole in his stomach. There wasn't a inch of skin that wasn't covered in blood. This has to be fresh because his blood was still seeping out of his wounds. His eyes were open, with a haunting look in his eyes. I dropped down to my knees beside Pony. I grabbed his body and held it against mine. His blood, leaking through my jeans and red plad shirt. Sobs broke through my body, shaking it like an earthquake. Tears were rushing down my face like a river.

He was the one who was supposed to have a good future. The one who was suppose to get out of this hell hole. I remember when it was his 14th birthday last month.

The gang and I were inside Pony's room while he was sleeping.

"Wake up Pone," I said softly. His green grey eyes opened slowly and looked at me warily.

"Soda," he said uncertainly. I smiled. The sight of him waking up made him look 10 instead of 14.

"There you go little Colt, happy birthday," said Darry in a hush voice.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" screamed Two-bit. Good o' Two-bit. Always has to ruin the moment. Pony noticed the gang inside his room and smiled.

"Aww you guys didn't have to do this you know," he said. We could all see in his eyes that he loved it though.

Dally and Johnny stepped over. Dally handed him a wrapped package. "Here you go kid. From me and Johnny," he said with a cool in his mouth. The package had a pair of shoes in it. The sneakers were white and black. Ponyboy sure looked surprised.

"Golly dally," Pony said. "I really appreciate it, thanks. You too Johnny," Ponyboy gave them a dazzling smile. The rest of the day we partied, ate, sang, and drank. Ponyboy looked like he was having a blast and I'm glad for that.

When we went to bed that night Ponyboy slept with a smile on his face.

"No, my poor, poor precious baby. Not him, please not him,"

Darry's POV

I couldn't believe it. My baby brother was dead on the cold wet floor with no remorse. This couldn't be my baby who I only saw this morning, but it was. I was going to kill the sick cruel bastard who would do this to a child. My baby was gone. Something wet slid down my cheek. It took time to notice that I was crying. A hand fell on my shoulder. Two-bit's eyes held a look of pain and anger.

I looked to my right and saw the gang coming to stand beside me. In their eyes were despair and darkness. A cruel hatred in their eyes. Even Johnny and Steve. I knew Steve care about the kid, he just couldn't delinquish his pride.

I looked back at the corpse of my baby brother. Soda was still sobbing and holding him. Mumbling, "My baby..," over and over again. I couldn't take this. I fell to the ground in despair and let the sobs overtake my body. Even Superman has his kryptonite.

"My baby," I said. I grabbed a hold of Ponyboy's hand and held it, hoping it would revive him somehow. It was cold and clammy with no life in it what so ever.

"Darry, two-bit called the police to take the body away," I looked up at what Dally said. His eyes were stormy. I didn't like how he said the body, but it was true. I didn't even notice when Two-bit left and came back. I heard sobbing to my left. Johnny. Of course, he was Ponyboy's best friend. The kid was sobbing so hard that it was rocking his body like an earthquake. He dropped to his knees moaning Pony's name. His cheeks wet and flushed. Dally leaned down next to him and whispered comforting words in the boy's ear.

Two-bit and Steve let out a few tears. The police and paramedics arrived on the scene. "NO!," I heard Soda scream. He was struggling for his baby brother.

"Please sir, let us take the body," the man said with sympathy. I grabbed Soda's shoulders and dragged him away. He crashed into my chest, and then we were both crying. The police escorted us home to ask some questions. We all hated being interrogated. The chief promised he'd find the murderer, but it was futile. If they wouldn't find him I will.

"I'll kill him," Dally mumbled. He was knocking his fist against the wall. No one objected. We all wanted to kill him. Soda was still sobbing only onto Steve this time, who had a look of despair. Who would do this to a 14 year old?

We vowed to bring this man to justice of what he did to my...No our baby.

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