Soda’s Perspective

“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 Jahr old daughter. Wow.

“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.

“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”

I grin. Exactly what her mother sagte to her dad on our first date.

“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”

“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.

“Not like Faith.” I smile.

I get up off the couch to give her a hug.

“I Liebe Du Daddy.”

“Love Du too, sweetheart.”

“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in Liebe with.”

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Darry’s P.O.V

“Daddy?” Danny asks from the back seat. He was six now, and Olivia was one.

“What happened to your mommy and daddy?” He asks.

I don’t answer for a minute, just keep driving. What do I say?

“My mommy and daddy are hanging out in heaven.” Is all I can think of to say.

“They’re partying with Jesus?” Danny asks. “That’s cool!”

“Yeah, bud,” I smile. “Partying with Jesus.”

“Ok, Du remember how to go, accelerate, slow down and brake, right?” I ask (Y/N).

“Yes I do.” She says in that you’ve-told-me-a-million-times voice.

“Ok… Well are Du sure Du want to do this?” I ask nervously.

“I’m positive.” She says as she gives me a quick KISS on the lips.

“I swear, if Du hurt yourself…” I shake my head.

The motorcycle starts, and goes forward. Instead of going with the motorcycle., she flips off backwards from it.

I immediately rush to (Y/N).

“Oh my god, (Y/N), are Du ok? Are Du hurt? Where are Du hurt?” I say, head spinning. If she’s hurt badly I’ll just…

“Dally I’m fine.. The motorcycle-“

“Steve can fix the motorcycle. Are Du ok? Where are Du hurt? Do we need to go to the hospital?”

“Dally I’m fine!” She laughs.

“You worry me,” I say, as I scoop her into a hug.

Du hum as Du wash your hair, scrubbing your head.
Du aren’t exactly sure what you’re humming to… But it’s something.

“Hey, (Y/N), have Du seen my-” “THUD!” Du rip open the dusche curtain to see your boyfriend had tripped over the doorway.

“Oh my god, Two-Bit, are Du ok?!?” Du gasp.

He looks up at you. “Oh my god you’re in the shower!” He yells.

Du yank the curtain back, covering yourself up.

“Two-Bit, are Du ok honey?”you ask.

“After seeing that I’m not.” He says. “Damn, your beautiful.” He says, blushing.

“What a pig.” Du laugh.

The yells from the lot were louder than ever.

Du knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.

Du hated it when they fought.

Those stupid fights.

Du went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.

It would risk them getting arrested, but Du didn’t want any of them hurt; oder dead.

Du saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.

Du start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a schlagen, punsch to the face.

Du fall into the mud, shocked Von the blow.

“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.

Du feel a hand on your shoulder as Du get up. Du grab the hand and flip him over.

“Hey,” Du thought. “This is fun.”

Du understood why they liked these so much.

“Hey, Darry, please stop picking on him. He’s obviously stressed out.” Du plead with Du boyfriend. He and Ponyboy were fighting about grades and school and such.

“(Y/N), please stay out of this.” Darry says, eyes still locked on his younger brother.

“She has a point.” Ponyboy snorts.

“Don’t use that tone with me, young man.” Darry says, voice raised.

“Who went and made Du dad?” Ponyboy asked, shrugging his shoulders.

“You take that back.” Darry says, lunging for Ponyboy.

They start beating up on each other, nothing serious. Brothers will be brothers.

“Hey! Knock it off!” Du say, trying to separate them on the ground.

Smack!

Du fall back, the hit getting Du hard.

The boys freeze, realizing they’ve hit you.

“Ow!” Du say. “That was my boob!”

They burst out laughing.

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“Oh my god, Steve. Your eye.” Du say as Du remove the ice pack.

“It’s just bump.” He grins.

“A bump? Honey, it’s a huge black eye. It’s Mehr like an egg.” Du say.

“Old Man can still pack a punch, huh?”

“Steve, Du need to get out of there.” Du say matter-of-factly.

“I got nowhere to go.”

“You can stay with the Curtises. oder me. I just don’t like seeing Du hurt.” Du whisper.

“I’d rather it be me than you.” He says.

“Slow down!” Du say as Dally speeds through stop sign after stop sign.

“What?” He asks, glancing over at you.

“You’re gonna get pulled over,” Du say, rolling your eyes.

“Do Du think I’d care?” He laughed.

“Dallas Winston, I am shocked and appalled Du just sagte that to me and ran that red light.” Du laugh. “I’m horrified at your driving skills. Remind me not to get into a car with Du again.”
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Light cracked the sky open. The crash that followed jolted Du awake. Du sit up in your bed, wide eyed with fear.

Du had been afraid of thunderstorms since Du were little… something about it just frightened Du to no end.

The sound of your boyfriend breathing calmed Du down. The rhythmic deep breathing soothed you, only for a second.

Another crack lit up the sky, with a giant boom that followed.

“Dally.” Du shake your boyfriend awake.

“Babe… what’s the ma-” He stops as he sees your eyes, wide with fear. He sits up straight and wraps his arms around Du pulling Du close. “You’re fine… You’re fine.” He whispers, rocking Du back and forth. “I got you. I promise. I got you.” Hands running through your hair.

“I just don’t like them.” Du mumble into his bare chest.

“I know. I know.” He say. “But I still got you. I promise.”

But Du were already asleep again.

heres yet another poem that i wrote. enjoy!

i cried when i looked at the sky
it reminded me of Du
my tears were hot with Liebe
and affection for Du

i want Du so bad, honey
youre all ive ever wanted
but i guess thats too much to ask
God wont give me you, im haunted

so i stay up at night with Du Von my side
but thats only a dream
its never anything real
baby, i wish Du knew me

if only Du were real in my reality
youre real in my imaginatin
but Tagträumen isnt enough
i want your affection

i really do wish Du knew who i am
but your Liebe i will never get
your affection i will never feel
but, before, we HAVE met

i read about your story
and i truly am sorry
Du suffered a great loss and your pain i feel
and i wanted to say to you: Ponyboy, Du are the Autor of your own life story