Disclaimer:
Me: Now is everyone going to keep squabbling
Darry and Pony: No
Me: Good
Pony: Cheska does not own the Outsiders-
Darry: S.E Hinton does
Pony: DARRY IT'S MY TURN
Steve: CHeska only owns the plot. Be faster next time boneheads
Darry and Pony: *glares at Steve*
Me: Okkkkk let's move on!
*Darry and Pony squabble*
Me: I SAID WE'RE MOVING ON
Pony: WHAT DID I DO?
Darry: You're grounded!
Me: *groans*
Pony's POV
7:30 pm
I was so excited to finally be home. I never enjoy hospitals, and I sure can't wait to see Soda's weird color concoctions again. I haven't seen Steve in a while and I wonder what happened to him. The gang said that he just didn't wanna be around us.
But there's one thing for sure: Steve never wants to leave Soda's side. It was confusing me, and no one would tell me a thing. Not even Johnny. And I thought we were best friends...
"Hey Soda, Darry, I'm going out to the movies!" I yelled out as soon as we got home.
"We just got home, and you want to leave now?" Darry asked.
"Well, yeah, there's a new Paul Newman movie and I wanna watch it," I love Paul Newman and I always want to watch his movies the moment they're at the movies.
"Come on Darry, it wouldn't hurt to let him go out for a bit," Soda defended me.
"Alright, just be home by 8:30," Darry instructed.
Eh, it's better than not going out.
7:50 pm
I was on my way to the movies when I saw a group of Socs. Oh no... I thought. I didn't see anyone else, except just me and the Socs. I also saw them coming towards me, oh no. Walk. Walk. Walk. I kept telling myself. But every step I took was 2 steps forward for them.
"Hey Grease! What are you doing walking by yourself, huh?" One of the Socs hollers.
Ignore him. I did.
"You know it ain't nice to ignore when someone's talking to ya," I just kept ignoring him.
Then I heard a flick of a blade...2 blades...Uh oh.
One of the Socs pinned me down so I couldn't move. The 2 Socs with their blade suddenly had their blades on my stomach and arm. "How about some nice cuts here Grease?" One of them asked. Then both Socs started cutting me and 3 other Socs were punching and kicking me. I yelled as hard as I could for anyone.
"Darry! Soda! Steve!" No one could hear me.
This kept going on and on for what felt like an eternity, and I suddenly fell into slumber.
Darry's POV
8:50 pm
Where is Ponyboy! I thought. It's 20 minutes past his curfew, and he's still not home!
"Soda, have you seen Ponyboy?" I asked Soda who was lying on the couch.
"Nope, I'm sure he'll come home soon," he said.
I sure hope he's coming home soon, and he better come up with a good reason to be gone past his curfew.
Steve's POV
Earlier that day...
"I forgive you..."
Those were the words I'd heard Pony say to me. How could he forgive me? He fell back to sleep right after those words, and soon Soda wanted to talk to me outside.
Soda sighed. "Listen...I don't know how my kid brother could forgive you, but I sure don't forgive you, and probably ever won't. From now on, you are no longer part of this gang."
I felt my heart smash to a million pieces. I didn't want to answer to what Soda said but looks like now... there was no chance of him forgiving me. I lost the people who care about me. Even that tag-along...But I still care about him. I messed up big time..
9:00 pm
I was walking back home, from the hospital, when I saw a lump lying in front of me. Huh? I looked down to see a kid...bleeding.
I bent down to take a closer look and I see...Oh...
Ponyboy. How the heck did he end up here?
I scooped him up and ran over to Curtis' house. However, the way he ended up like this, I know it's not good.
9:10 pm
As I walked into the Curtis' house, I saw Darry get up, he was fuming. Soda was fuming too, but I think it was because I'm here.
"Ponyboy! I told you-" Darry stopped mid-sentence.
"Oh my god, what happened?!" Darry asked.
Soda walked up to me. "Did you do something to him again?! Did you?!"
"No! I don't know what happened. I saw on the street like this!" I explained.
"Stay away from my kid brother," Soda said as Darry picked Ponyboy up from my arms.
Looks like he still hasn't forgiven me... I thought.
Pony: ...
Me: Pony?
Pony: ...
Darry: Pony-?
Soda: Ponyboy
Pony: WHY WOULD YOU MAKE MY CURFEW 8:30?
Darry: I would make your curfew longer than that!
Pony: Cheska! Why would you make it 8:30?
Cheska: I'm sorry! But if I made the timeframes between each scenario too long, it wouldn't make sense! Would it make sense for you to walk an hour to the movies? Or for your beating session to be an hour?
Pony: Socs would beat us up while they can, and speaking of which, why did I get jumped?!
Cheska: Just trust me on this!
Pony: Trust you?! I don't trust you. Make Steve get jumped!
Steve: I heard that!
Cheska: *groans*
Johnny: *sighs* Pony, trust her on this. And R&R to make Cheska's day after having to do a practice state test for Texas.
Pony: I still don't trust you
Cheska: LA LA LA