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17. What a drunk Pony can do.
He stood in front of the cake that held fifteen candles. The fire reflected on his green excited eyes. Even though he felt really happy that his friends and brother were there to celebrate it with him, that heartbreaking feeling was still deep down inside piercingly. Darry handed him the knife to cut the cake. Pony took it giving each one of them their slice. They all smiled happily thanking him. The rest of the day went by fast to Pony's mind. The whole party, his friends having a football match...
He wanted it that way anyway, if it were possible he would skip the next day too.
In the morning of July 23rd, exactly one year ago had his middle brother Sodapop abandon the Greasers. The note was in Pony's drawer way in the back folded. The need to see it was getting bigger and bigger by the second but if he did this he would feel awful all over again so he decided against it. Steve stopped by asking the kid to go out for a while, he also knew what date it was. Everybody knew.
Twobit suggested to go to the library.
"You serious?" Pony asked laughing.
"Sure I am! I mean, I don't mind. I could go see the skin magazines in the adult section and get myself...Occupied." Twobit answered.
Ponyboy made a face, "Gross Twobit. And there are no adult sections."
Dally yawned, "Ya'll better hurry up and decide. I'm getting bored by all this. Hey, I got an idea! Let's get drunk."
Johnny rolled his eyes, "Yeah sure. Sounds like a good plan," He said sarcastically.
Twobit jumped up from where he was, "Wait right here! I'll be back!" He left running out the door.
Steve shrugged as he started a poker game with everyone. Ponyboy frowned, he always lost in poker. Fifteen minutes later Twobit arrived with three packs of beer. The Gang dropped their cards, Dally shouted, "Now that's what I'm talking about!" He grabbed a beer drinking it sighing contently. Steve was handed one, Johnny was given one by force. Ponyboy hesitated, he wasn't allowed to drink under any circumstances. A little voice in his head persuaded him to just take one sip. Twobit wiggled his eyesbrows.
"Hell, there's no harm in just drinking one! Ya need to learn to drink anyway! As I said before, this, my friends is man juice!" With that said he took one big gulp.
Steve hollered, "Damn right!"
The fifteen year old brought the drink to his lips, Just a sip or two. Like Twobit said, there's no harm in it...The bitter liquid entered his mouth, he grimaced at the taste yet kept swallowing it. Johnny pursed his lips wanting to intervene, his friend never drank before. This was going to end badly. Two hours passed by quickly and so did five beers. The Greasers were just fooling around now babbling about cars, chicks, their dumb past adventures. Dally went outside for a smoke, Twobit was laying on the couch burping, Steve was finishing up his last beer and Johnny worriedly looked at Pony who wasn't even aware that he was boozed up. His face felt numb, his whole body felt like he was floating. The surroundings were getting a little blurry and the noises sounded distant.
Steve scowled as he waved his beer bottle in the air, "Awe damn! There's no more booze! Where'd it all go!" He complained.
Dally leaned against the entrance with a smoke in his mouth snickering, "You dumbass! You and that clown finished it all! Just lookit, lookit all the empty bottles." Winston kicked one rolling over to Johnny.
"Hey guys...I think we have a problem..." Johnny said as he eyed Pony who was gazing down at the floor with his mouth slightly opened swaying some.
Twobit sat up, "Youuu better belieeve it! There's no more daaamn beer!"
Suddenly Ponyboy fell forward, lucky for him though his buddy Johnny caught him just in time. Dally's cigarette fell from his mouth, Steve gaped standing up. Twobit widened his eyes, "Ah shit. We're fucking dead."
Johnny hissed, "Help me will ya?!"
Dally went over to pick him up by the shoulders, Twobit slapped his face softly, "Hey kid! Kid! How boozed up are ya?"
Ponyboy mumbled, "Elvis?"
Steve snorted, "Definitely drunk! Haha-Fuck, ya'll better get him to the bathroom! I think he's gonna be sick!"
Dally and Johnny rushed to the bathroom, instantly Pony fell on his knees his head over the toilet emptying his stomach. Dally began to laugh as he rubbed young Curtis's back, "You are going to have one hell of a hangover tomorrow."
Just then the door opened. Everybody froze, it was Darry. His footsteps were heard stomping in the living room. Steve's eyes were wide hearing Darry's voice boom throughout the house, "The hell happened in here! Twobit!"
Twobit winced, "We are so doomed."
Dally pushed everyone out the bathroom, "Get your asses outta here!"
Darry appeared in front of them, "What is going on? Where's Ponyboy?"
Twobit chuckled nervously, "Er-you see...Uh-there might have been some-uh-problem..."
Steve elbowed him, "We have to go, my Grandma is expecting me so ba bye."
The big one grasped his bicep before he could leave, "You don't have a grandma Steve."
Sounds of Pony retching in the toilet made the Gang shut up. Darry narrowed his eyes, "Is he...Oh please tell me Pony isn't-"
Dally blurted out, "Drunk."
Darry angrily pushed his way through them opening the door fiercely, he saw his little brother wipe away at his mouth. Pony looked up grinning, "Fancy meeting you here."
"I suggest that you all leave right now before I beat your asses right now." Darry growled holding the bathroom's doorknob very tightly his knuckles were turning white, "Johnny, if you need to stay it's all right. I ain't mad at you."
Johnny scurried off into the kitchen, Dally quietly left the house his shoulders slumped, Well that was fucking great. Twobit pushed Steve to get out the door. Darry sighed, he kneed down to Pony's level. His brother's eyes were blood shot red, his mouth was covered in saliva. Darry got a rag and cleaned him up. Ponyboy, after vomiting all he could, sat back against the wall closing his eyes. What the hell is wrong with me... Older Curtis came back from the kitchen with some aspirins and one cup of water.
"Take this."
Ponyboy shook his head slapping it away making the white pills fall to the ground, "I doon't wan it!"
Darry frowned, "Pony..." He warned.
"Just lemme alone..." Pony slurred.
"I swear to God Pony-"
"I don't wanna remembeeer! Is that tooo mush to ask foor?" Pony shouted frustrated.
Johnny over heard the argument, he was picking up the mess his buddies left. Darry furrowed his eyebrows together, "Remember? Remember what Pone?!"
Pony's lips began o tremble, "Today...Sodapop left. Doncha remember? He left! He fucking left." That's when he broke, sobs escaped him as his face crumpled up. Darry felt his heart break in two as he watched Pony cry right there in front of him.
"Oh little colt..." He wrapped his arms around his younger sibling. They're mother used to rock them back and forth to comfort her sons in a bad situation. Hum them a song to reassure them everything was ok. Unfortunately she wasn't there and Darry tried doing it, it worked a bit. Ponyboy calmed down with tears still sliding down his cheeks. Tears of pure despair.
Darry sighed sadly holding on to his brother with much force, Sodapop's sudden goodbye had left one big scar, especially on Ponyboy. It had left him hurt, alone and completely destroyed. And right at the moment it was proof of Soda's selfish decision.
Ponyboy sobbed, Why'd you have to go and do that!
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