AN: This chapter is a little depressing so if you want to skip it I will add a summary at the end of everything that happened.
"Wake up Ponyboy you've got school," Darry said sitting on my bed beside me where Soda had slept. I guessed either Darry or Soda had removed me from my space in the closet and carried me to bed. I sat up slowly looked around for Soda. Surely enough, he came stumbling in trying to pull on his jeans.
"You are still watching him tonight?" Darry asked Soda who finally pulled on his jeans and was working on a belt with his wet hair dripping on the floor. He looked up and walked over to Darry throwing his arms around him and smiling.
"Don't worry my dear brother, for I shall watch him through the hardships of your work tonight," Soda said smiling at the two of us before he ran out of the room and disapeared in the hallway.
"He really is one of a kind ain't he Darry" I said and Darry shook his head.
"We couldn't get along without him," He said and then stood up to leave.
Soda told me to call Buck's when I got home and if I didn't call he would be home in 3 minutes. It was our system in case I got jumped.
I got in the house and quickly dialed the number Soda left on the table. It rang for about a second before Soda picked up.
"You home?" He asked.
"Yeah you havin' fun?" I asked.
"Well I've just got here and I was waitin' by the phone until you called. I was about to start headin' home," He said but he didn't sound mad. He laughed and so did I. It's hard not to laugh when Soda is laughing. I was the one who finally hung up due to the fact that I had homework to complete.
It took me a half an hour to finish all of my homework. I didn't have much else to do so I just tried to remember my week. For some reason, that was my favorite way to pass time. Saturday was Johnny and Dally's viewings. Monday was the Funeral, which I had skipped school to go to. Tuesday Soda went with me to see Lady L with Paul Newman. Wednesday I stayed home and started writing my ghost story. Thursday I found Two-bit at Johnny's grave. Today, Friday, I covered for Soda while he went to a party.
After about an hour, there was a crash outside. I went to the door to see what happened and make sure everyone was okay.
Everyone has a mind set at one point in their life that nothing is ever going to happen to them. That they are immortal. Bad things only happen to other people. Sometimes when people think like that they go looking for trouble just to get some excitement. They break into gas stations, Crash their cars ect. Other people stop worrying about stop signs and speed limits and just forget every safety guidlines that they ever heard because they think it won't happen to them. That's not how it works though. If you forget that accidents happen all the time, they are more likely to happen I found out when I opened that door.
"Are you guys okay? Do you need to use a phone?" I yelled. The pickup truck they were driving was crashed into a pull. It was black but I couldn't tell what kind of car it was. I bet Soda or Steve could've told you what type it was. One of the men turned around at my voice. He was pretty tall and looked about 20 or so. He had a black buzz cut and black stubbly beard. He was wearing black sunglasses so that I couldn't see his eyes. He was wearing a blue varsity jacket and khakis. He smiled up at me and walked up to the porch. The man behind him was smaller. He had brown hair and black eyes. He was wearing a plad shirt and blue jeans. He looked about the same age. I was pretty sure he was a greaser. I remember asking myself why a greaser was driving around with a soc.
"The phone is in the liv-" I started to say before I was slammed into the wall by the guy who looked like a soc. The greaser pulled out a gun and placed it hard to my chest.
"If you do what I tell you to, we won't hurt you," The greaser said. "First where are your parents and how soon will they be back?"
"My parents are dead, I live with my brothers. Soda will be home in an hour then Darry will be home in two," I said shakily. The soc picked me up and carried me to the closet. I didn't fight back for fear that the greaser would pull the trigger to the gun that was pressed to my back. I was shaking in fear as I listened to the my house being torn last thing I did befor I passed out was pray that someone would come home. When I woke up my wish was granted.
Summary: Pony woke up in Soda's room. After shool Soda went to his party and Pony got robbed and someone came home to save him.