Soda's pov
Previously
I was limp as a rag doll,my chest hurting and my head spinning. It was a miracle I was still on my feet. I was able to escape his hold and through a blow. The blow meet his mouth and he bit his lip causing his lips to bled. The crimson stained his shirt and mine, we fought on unto we could no longer. Our eyes locking, our pants heard and our bodies aching.
She helped Darry to stop the bleeding and cleaned him up. Pony held me tight in embrace as my body shook with anger and my knees threaten to buckle underneath me. I sobbed into my younger brother's shirt and allowed myself to me lost.I could feel the bruises that could follow the painful blows I received. My chest aching, my head spinning and my body bruised. My knuckles were heavily bruised and everything ached.
Darry had a busted lip, bloody nose and bruising. I had bruising as well and a bump on my head where I hit my head when I was slammed against the wall. Pony held me rocking us gently. My breathing raggedy and I found it hard to catch my breath as my ribs were sore. I calmed down in the safe warm embrace of my brother's.
Pony pulled my chin up and forced me to look into his eyes. His arms held tightly over mine to keep me in tight embrace. I wasn't sure whether he out of pure fear of my rage or the fear if he let go of me I'd slip away. I coward against the sight of his warm eyes, fearing the scolding like a child who wronged and had to face his mother.
"It's going to be alright, Pepsi- Cola.", Pony says softly running his fingers through my hair
I whimpered like a small child, too afraid to face the consequences. I feared my older brother's reaction, I feared myself, I feared that I could never forgive him and I feared he could never forgive me. Mama always said if you love someone , someday you will be able to forgive them, no matter how wrong or how much it hurts, forgiveness will come in the end if you really love someone.
"Pone.", I whimpered
"Soda,let's get you cleaned up.", Pony says
I took a seat on the empty bed in the hospital room. Pony took to the first aid kit, working to clean me up and mend my brokenness. I wasn't sure if he was mending the brokenness of my body or the brokenness of my spirit. I lost myself in the fire of rage and anger; usually I was rather calm, care-free and a lover, not a fighter.
He unbuttoned my shirt and taped my ribs, I winced as his gentle hands brushed against the sore ribs. He re-buttoned my shirt with gentle care and moved to the bump on my head. He dressed the bump, carefully wrapping a bandage around the bump. He applied ice to the wound and my hand held the baggie into place. He gave me two aspirins and a glass of water .I accepted the pain killers and swallowed them down.
"Let's go for a walk.", Pony says
Pony helped me to my feet as I was a little shaky on my own. I wasn't ready to face my brother, I was too fired up to be calm and rational. Pony wanted me to clear me head and calm the hell down. We walked out the door, but I couldn't help but look back at my older brother. The pain in his eyes wasn't a result of the phyical injuries I inflicted upon him, but the emotional injuries I inflicted upon him.
Part of me wanted to run over there, embrace my brother and tell him everything will be alright. But the other part of me was so anger, I could snap within a moment. I felt a whirlwind of feelings as I walked out that door. I slipped on my jacket and walked alongside my brother. He guided me to a cafe a few blocks from the hospital.
We took a seat at little table outside where the air surrounding me and the sun was felt on my skin. A waiter came towards us and awaited to take our order.
"I'll have a beer.", Pony sas
"Same.", I remark
Moments later the man brings out two bottles and leaves us. We take a swig of our beer and allow the cold liquid to relax my rage a bit. I allowed myself to come down in the little cafe with the wind blowing slightly and sun resting on my face.
"Soda, Do you know why Darry went in your place?", Pony asks gently
"'Cause he thinks I'm a child, a whiny little boy with no balls Thereore he thinks I can't possible handle being a soldier.", I say bitterly
"He went in your place because he loves you, Soda.", Pony says
"The Marines choose me. They wanted me in with an m-16 in my hand and uniform on my back.".I say
"It could have been the death of you, Soda. Don't you get that? He was scared his little brother would be sent home in a pine box or lose you like we lost Two-bit and Steve.", Pony says
"I can take care of myself. I'm a grown man! Not a lost boy who lost his Mom and Dad, I've grown up long since then.", Soda says angrily
"Soda.", Pony says
"Enough, damn it.", Soda says taking a sig of beer and walking away
"Wait!.", Pony calls
Soda disappears with the busy crowds in the middle of Berlin. Pony paid for the drinks and ran after his brother. Pony will be unsuccessful at finding Soda But people can be hard to find when they don't want to be found. Soda needed to clear his head, calm his rage and realize his older brother was just trying to protect him.
TBC...
Author's Note- Sorry it took so long to update, I came down with the flu. I'v been very sick, weak and achy for the best week. But I'm feeling a lot better and finished writing this chapter.