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Pony's POV

I interlaced my fingers with Angel's and helped her to her feet. We walked down the street in silence. Angel leaned her head against me and I kissed her head.

"Ponyboy do you…think I'm pretty?" Angel asked.

I frowned, stopped and faced her. I caressed her creamy skin and placed my lips on her forehead.

"Oh course I do," I told her.

She looked up at me with those icy blue eyes and cocked her head.

"Do you think Penny's pretty?"

I hesitated. How was I supposed to answer that? Penny was pretty, but I didn't want Angel mad at me. She'd probably be even madder if I lied to her. I nodded.

"Yes she's pretty, but I told you, you're the only girl for me."

Angel wrapped her arms around me and laid her cheek on my chest. I rubbed her back and pulled her closer. A cold wind blew past and Angel shuddered in my grasp.

"Its getting cold, we should head back," I said.

Angel nodded and clasped my hand. She started walking, pulling me along with her. I felt good just knowing that I had somewhere there with me. I was starting to feel like I belonged. Maybe I didn't want to know where I came from. Maybe I didn't want to know who I really was. I shook my head, clearing myself of the thought.

About ten minutes later Angel and I entered the basement to find Tab sitting alone. We walked down the stairs and took seats in the worn chairs that sat in one corner.

"Where's the gang?" Angel asked.

"Went home, Scott said he might come over to get away from his ol' man though," Tab informed us.

Angel nodded. I was gonna ask about Scott's old man, but then thought better of it. Angel yawned and rubbed a hand over her face.

"I'm beat," she said with another yawn.

"Yeah, me too. Ponyboy you can use my cot again," Tab offered.

I shook my head. "No, I've already hogged it enough. I'll just crash on the floor."

"You can share my bed," Angel said with a coy smile.

Tab shot her a harsh glare and then trained his eyes on me. I shuddered involuntarily. Angel shrugged and started stripping out of her cloths. I felt my cheeks get hot so I spun around to face the wall. I really did not need to see that, not yet.

"Okay Ponyboy, it's safe," Angel said with a chuckle.

I carefully turned back around. Angel had changed out of her street clothes and into a pair of oversized sweats. Her hair was done and the way it accented her face almost made me drool. She crawled under the thin sheet and tossed me a pillow and a blanket before hiding herself under the covers. I set up my makeshift bed on the small couch and pulled off my sneakers. Tab came over to me and frowned.

"Look, I don't mind you having a relationship with my sister, but if you try anything, I will personally rip off your face and feed it to the pigeons," he warned.

I simply nodded. What else was I supposed to do? The guy just threatened me, and to be honest, Tab is a scary guy when he wants to be. Tab got up from where he was crouched and walked over to his bed.

I shimmied under the rough blanket and placed my head on the pillow. I tried to comfortable, but it's not that easy on a tiny, lumping couch. I didn't complain. Tab and Angel were putting me up and they could just as easily throw me out on my ear. I wouldn't put it past Tab.

I let my thoughts wander. Tab reminded me of someone. It was gonna drive me crazy. I wish I knew, but at the same time I didn't want to know. It was strange, like my heart was telling me I didn't want to know, but my brain was telling me to find out already. I shook it off and closed my eyes. I slowly drifted into darkness.

I was standing in a hospital room, staring down at a small, pale boy. His back was scorched and he looked up at me with big eyes.

"Stay golden Ponyboy," he whispered.

Then he died. There was a boy next to me. He swore and said the name Johnny before slamming his fist against a wall and running out.

I was standing in the street with four other guys. There was another running towards us. The four guys were yelling and hollering. There were shots and the boy that had been running towards us fell on the ground. He mumbled something and then died.

I was standing in the same room as before. The four guys were sitting there. The big guy rubbed his face.

"The detectives will find him," he said.

"I wish I could be sure of that," said the one with the Mickey Mouse shirt.

"Relax Two-Bit, you sound more nervous then Soda," the one with the jean vest said.

"I ain't nervous Steve," the fourth guy told him.

"Sure, your knee just shakes like that all the time, and of course you're always biting your nails," Jean Vest taunted.

"Darry, we have to find him," Fourth said.

"We will Sodapop, we will."

I shot into a sitting position and gasped. Angel and Tab jolted awake, hollering and flinging themselves outta the cots.

"Wh-what's wrong?" Tab demanded, sounding groggy.

"Strange dreams," I muttered.

Angel came and knelt next to me. She brushed back my sweat hair and cupped my face in her hand.

"You sure you're okay Ponyboy?" she demanded.

"Yeah, just I had these crazy dreams," I told her.

"Well what happened in you're dreams?" Angel pressed.

Tab didn't seem too interested. He went back to his bed and fell asleep again. I shook my head, trying to clear the fog.

"Well there was this kid that died in a hospital; I think his name was Johnny. Then there was this other guy that was shot and died; didn't know his name. And then there were four guys in a living room and I think their names were Two-Bit, Sodapop, Steve, and Darry," I answered.

Angel furrowed her brow. Man did she look cute with her hair tangled and her sweatshirt hanging off her shoulder.

"Maybe…you're dreaming about what actually happened in your life," Angel suggested.

"Angel that's crazy, I don't even know anything about my life," I reminded her.

"Well maybe you're staring to remember through your dreams. Ponyboy I think I should take you to a doctor."

"No! No doctors, they give me the creeps. I just wish I could figure this all out."

Angel squinted and bit her lip, looking like she was thinking real hard. Then she brushed a strand of her hair back and looked me in the eye.

"I have an idea. You haven't seen yourself since you lost your memory right?"

I nodded slowly, wondering where she was going with this. Angel got up and walked over to her cot, pulling out a small truck. She opened it up, pulled something out and came back over to me. In her hand was a small mirror. She held it up in front of me and I got a look at my reflection. Man, I looked terrible. My long, dark hair hung in my face, my gray-green eyes were dull and there were cuts and bruises all along my face.

I stared at that person in the mirror, but it was like I was a complete stranger. I didn't know that face. I shook my head grimly.

"Angel, this isn't going to work. That face in the mirror is foreign to me," I told her.

Angel put the mirror down and got up, pulling me with her. She handed me the mirror so that I was looking at myself again.

"Ponyboy that face in the mirror is yours! Now concentrate and try to remember!" she exclaimed.

I stared long and hard at my reflection, pushing myself to remember. I shook my head again. It was useless. I handed Angel back the mirror and got back on the couch.

"Angel, this isn't working," I told her, rolling over on my side so that I faced the wall.

"Okay Ponyboy, but this doesn't mean that I'm giving up," she said.

I heard her put the mirror away and slide the truck back under the bed. The cot creaked as she got on and then there was silence. I felt so hopeless. My mind was a big void of nothing. Weariness washed over me and I succumbed to the blackness that claimed me.

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