Hi Guys. Thanks for the reviews. I got a review from a guest saying that the characters sleep a lot. I went back through & yes I guess they do. If you guys want me to continue to go with this storyline, please please help me with some ideas. It would be greatly appreciated. If you have an idea, please pm me. Thanks.

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"Soda!" I screamed, running over & dropping next to him. Paxton suddenly stopped & Parker & Dally got him to the car. Dally & Parker came back & crouched down next to me. I was coddling the still unconscious Soda.

"Come on man. Wake up. You're freaking everyone out." Dally pleaded. Nothing. I was crying into Soda's hair, one hand pressed on the spot where it was bleeding. I looked up at Park. His eye was fully black.

"I'm...I'm gonna go...um, go take Pax back." he stuttered.

"Tali...spend the night at the Curtises tonight Dally make sure they get back safely." he instructed. Dally nodded. Park got up & left.

"I'm gonna go find a needle, so you can stitch him up." Dally told me. He got up & left me alone with the still unconscious Soda. I put my head on his, still pressing my hand on the spot. He smelled like beer. God Paxton. You ruin everything. You ruined it with my last boyfriend in Jersey & probably ruined my relationship with Soda here. I hate you Paxton Cheyenne Adders. Dally came running back & handed me the needle & thread. He helped me sit him up & Soda groaned slightly.

"Soda?" I asked.

"Mhm." was his reply. He opened his eyes slowly.

"Can you sit up?" asked, me & Dally helping him up. We helped him out to truck. Dally drove & I sat in back, Soda resting his head on my lap.

"Tali?" he asked.

"Yeah?" I replied. I looked down at him. I was stroking his had to move my panda to the passenger seat.

"What happened?" he asked. Oh. Oh. Do I tell him my brother hit him? I guess.

"Paxton hit you with a beer bottle." I told him. He gently nodded.

"We're here." Dally announced. We got out of the car & Soda almost fell over.

"Woah man!" Dally chuckled. We rushed over & put our arms around him. We walked through the door & basically drug Soda.

"Jesus! What happened?" Two-Bit exclaimed, jumping from the couch. We laid Soda down on the couch & I knelt down next to him. Dally filled them in on what happened & Darry went to go grab the first-aid kit. I looked back at Soda who was teetering on the edge of passing out.

"Hey you gotta stay awake for a little while longer." I coaxed. He nodded vaguely. Darry came back & fixed my stitching mistakes.

"Darry?" I whispered.

"Yeah?" He answered.

"I'm sorry... You're prob...probably never gonna let us g...go on another date." I just started to cry. I'm sure glad it's only Two-Bit, Johnny, & Darry here. Steve would probably, I don't know. I don't even know why I'm crying. I want to be mad. Pony xme over & gave me a hug.

"Nup. He'll let you go & if he doesn't I'll skin him & I'll let you go." he reassured me. Darry let out a small laugh.

"I'll let you guys go. Why don't you two go to the bedroom. You don't have to go to sleep, but I don't want you guys going anywhere else tonight." Darry ordered. Soda spoke up for the first time.

"What about Mickey? I have to ride him tomorrow." He groaned. I filled him in on the whole Mickey story. Darry shook his head.

"I don't know Pepsi-Cola. You got hit real hard." He told Soda.

"Aw Darry. You gotta let me. I'll be careful. It's Mickey. He won't hurt me." Soda grunted. Darry shook head.

"I don't know. Go with Tali. I'll think about it." He requested. Soda groaned & got up off the couch. We walked down the hall & into his bedroom. We sat down on the bed. We weren't gonna go to sleep for ages.

"Ah. Sometimes he makes me so mad. Sometimes… I don't know. I don't know how Pony deals with him. I love him, don't get me wrong, but ah." he ranted. I shook my head.

"Don't be mad at Darry. It's not his fault. It's my fault. We shouldn't have gone to Buck's. I shoulda just called Parker & had him deal with Paxton." I started to cry again. Damn Tali. Why are you crying? Soda leaned over & hugged me. We layed down & cuddled on the bed.

"Hey. It's not your fault. It's really not anyone's fault. It's okay." He assured me. I shook my head.

"No. It's Paxton's fault. It Paxton's fault for him getting dumped. It's his fault for getting so drunk he got in a bar fight. It's his fault he cracked you over the head with a freaking beer bottle. And it's his fault that you're more than likely not gonna be able to ride Mickey tomorrow. He ruins everything. He ruined stuff in New Jersey & now he's ruining stuff for me here." I stormed. Soda pulled me tighter into his chest.

"Hey. Paxton is not gonna ruin anything for you here. Nobody will. Especially Paxton. He's just hurting. He's a real good big brother Tali & he loves you. He's just hurt." Soda claimed.

"Sure." I mumbled. He was stroking my hair. I love it when he does that. Strokes my hair. I love it when he talks me out of things. He could talk anyone out of anything. He's so sweet. Soon, I heard his breathing even out & I could tell he was asleep. I fell asleep too, not knowing what to do about tomorrow.