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Soda's POV
The gang all sat around the living room. No one moved and no one said a word. Usually the TV and radio would be blaring and people would be hollering and laughing. Two-Bit leaned against Darry's legs and ran a hand through his hair. I lay back on the couch and closed my eyes. Oh Pony.
"Soda, you alright?" Darry asked.
It was then that I realized tears had started to seep between my eyelashes. I shook my head.
"No I ain't Darry. I want Ponyboy back!" I nearly yelled.
"We all do Pepsi-Cola, but…" Darry started, I cut him off.
"Shut up Darry! Just shut up!" I screamed.
I got up and stormed outta the house, slamming the door behind me. Darry was calling my name, but I didn't pay any mind. He couldn't tell me that they all missed Ponyboy! No one could ever miss Ponyboy as much as I did. We were so close and he was all I had, without him I just felt like there was a part of me missing.
I stormed down the sidewalk, kicking anything that got in my way. I was mad. No, once again I was beyond mad. I was furious.
"Hey Grease."
I spun around to see a black convertible pull up behind me. Four socs jumped out. I groaned inwardly. Not now! This was not a good time!
"Hey greaser, ya wanna play?" one with blond hair taunted.
"This is very bad time," I warned.
"Aw why? The little greaser doesn't wanna play with us? You trying to avoid a beating Grease?" another laughed harshly.
A growl rumbled in the back of my throat. If only they knew what was happening in my life, they would not even attempt to jump me. I was so mad right now that I could spit nails.
Without thinking I whipped out my blade and jabbed it at the socs, my eyes blazing with rage.
"I said this isn't a good time, okay?!" I yelled.
The socs backed up in surprise, hands raised in surrender. They all looked terrified.
"Okay, okay, just watch the blade man. We're cool," one said.
They jumped into their car and drove off in a hurry. I put the blade back in my pocket and sat down on the curb, hugging my knees to my chest. I buried my face in my arms and cried.
This was all just caving in on me and it was too much. If was Pony was hurt or worse…I just wouldn't know what to do with myself. Just like Mom and Dad.
"Sodapop!"
I jerked my head up to see the gang running towards me. Darry slid to his knees at my side and brushed my hair back, concern creasing his face.
"Soda, are you hurt?" he demanded.
Just then I threw my arms around his neck and cried into his shoulder. He seemed a little shocked, but quickly gathered himself and stroked my hair, whispering encouraging words in my ear.
Yes, short just like the other chapters, but I don't really care. Sorry it's been awhile since I've updated. If you liked it then please review! Love ya.