Wild Ride | By : JessieMundaiFan Category: M through R > The Outsiders Views: 5197 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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… (General POV) Darry and Sodapop were getting impatient, Ponyboy could tell this very clearly It had been only a couple days since they demanded to meet his lover but they were still annoyed that they didn't meet him yet. Thankfully, for once, Ponyboy was able to successfully lie and tell them that his relationship had only been established a couple days ago and that was the only reason that they didn't meet him yet. If they knew that Ponyboy has had a thing with Curly for the last several years their heads would hit the roof. It's a good thing they'll never know about that. "Today Ponyboy," Sodapop said to his brother simply as he passed his younger brother his breakfast. "T-Today what?" Ponyboy stammered really trying ignore what he was talking about. Sodapop calmly sat down next to his brother at the table taking a bite out his orange bacon and eggs. "Bring your little boyfriend over today or you can't see him anymore," Sodapop answered with a shrug. "What?" Ponyboy widened looking at his brother horrorstruck. He looked over at the others at the table which consisted of Steve and Darry. He didn't even know why he even looked in Steve's direction, he had the most ridiculous smug look on his face. The young greaser knew good and well that Steve enjoyed his suffering more than any Soc could. The jerk. And Darry didn't even look like he was sitting at a table with us. All he was doing was focusing on his food and looking away from everyone. This wasn't a good thing because that meant that he was either letting Sodapop call the shots (which he rarely ever does) or they've talked about this early and came to a decision together. Either way it's bad for Ponyboy. "That's not fair," Ponyboy declared angrily, "you can't just forbid me from seeing someone you've never even met." "Which is why we want you to bring him here today," Sodapop replied rationally, "we want to meet him and see if he's good enough for you." Ponyboy isn't surprised in the slightest by what his brother is saying. Having overprotective brothers can be both a gift and a curse at the same time. "Doesn't that fact that I'm dating him mean enough to you," Ponyboy said putting on his best puppy dog pout for his brother. Sodapop surprising rolled his eyes at him, once again showing how unaffected he is by his dreaded pout this morning. "Don't even start pouting Ponyboy," Sodapop told him dryly, "and yeah, we knew that you picked him but your still too naïve and nice for your own good." "I wouldn't like someone just because I felt bad for him," Ponyboy argued. "Don't half of the novels you read nowadays have male main characters that you have a crush on for having a hard life," Sodapop replied with a raised knowing eyebrow. "No," Ponyboy protested with a very obvious blush on his face. Ponyboy knew he was trapped at this point. He knew there was no way that he could convince his brothers to give him some more time. The more he waited the more impatient they got and the more impatient they got the more irrational they will become. "Fine," Ponyboy sighed in defeat before giving his brothers a pleading look. "Can I at least have a few hours to go and get him really quick?" "Nope," Sodapop answered smugly, "just call him. We don't want you prepping him for us do we?" Oh hell. This is going to be a disaster. … "Why is life so boring," Curly grumbled as he sat lazily on his couch in the living room in front of the television. "Because the world hates you," Angela chirped as she walked past him to a chair by the couch. Curly hit the back of her knee causing her to stumble slightly before she made it to her seat. "You are such a worthless asshole you know that?" Angela huffed glaring over at him. "And you're a stupid bitch. What's your point?" Curly replied lazily not even bothering to look at his sister. Before Angela could give another snide retort right back at her brother the phone started to ring. "Get the phone Curly," Angela ordered her brother seeing as he was closest to it being on the couch. Curly just snorted not even bothering to move a muscle. "Curly!" Angela shrieked thinking it could be one of her friends. She was absolutely enraged when they missed getting the call because of Curly's laziness. As if feeling his sisters glare on him Curly looked over and gave his sister a smirk. "You want to know the difference between me and you?" Curly asked in a semi-kind voice. "You're an annoying jerk and I'm not?" Angela growled. "Nope, the difference between us is that I don't give a damn who calls here and you do," Curly snickered, "whoever's calling here can go to hell because I don't care about them." "So you have no one that would call for you?" Angela questioned with a raised eyebrow. "No sir," Curly replied looking back at the television The phone started ringing once again. This time Angela got up this time and answered it herself knowing that Curly certainly wouldn't do so. "Hello…yes…oh really…that is very interesting." Curly did not like how his sister's voice got smug and self-righteous. It usually meant she was going to annoy him with something. "Oh Curly," Angela said in a sing-song voice, "someone's one the phone for you." Curly's brow furrowed wondering who would possibly call this early in the morning on a school day off. It certainly wouldn't be Adam that's for sure. "Shut up," Curly grumbled deciding that his sister was lying turned so that he was now lying on his stomach on the couch. "My lazy brother doesn't seem willing to get up Ponyboy," Angela put a lot of emphasis on the name, "maybe if you-" Before she could even finish her sentence Curly was up and had snatched the phone out of her hands. "What's going on?" Curly asked into the phone trying to sound casual but failing to keep the urgency out of his voice from Ponyboy calling him. "I need you to come over," Ponyboy said pleading. "Why is there a robber at your house?" Curly asked half-jokingly and half-serious because he knew there had to have been an urgent reason why Ponyboy had called him. The young greaser almost never uses the phone for some odd reason. "Worse," Ponyboy sighed, "it's a big brother alert. They want you to come over so they can meet you, right now." "Oh." Curly shoulders relaxed as he realized it was nothing major. He didn't see what the big deal is, it's just Ponyboy's brothers. "Curly this is a very big deal," Curly could just picture Ponyboy waving his arms around dramatically while speaking, "the two of them are going to act like such jerks to you I just know it." "So what?" Curly snorted. "Who cares if they don't like me or not, it's not like it changes anything." "You really don't get it do you," Ponyboy said as more as the statement than a question. "I want all of you to get along because if you don't they might try and…interfere with our relationship." "How," Curly sneered gripping the phone tightly, "What the fuck would they try and do?" That was the reason why Ponyboy didn't directly say that Sodapop and Darry would order him to stop dating Curly, he knew that would make the curly haired hood angry. He didn't need to know what would happen unless it actually comes to it. "Just come over and be nice to them, please," Ponyboy begged urgently, "this means a lot to me Curly." And that is how Ponyboy got Curly to concede, with begging. Curly knew now that he would go over and try to nice, or as nice as he could get in a hostile situation, for Ponyboy and for Ponyboy only. "Alright," Curly agreed reluctantly, "but I better get rewarded for this." "Sure, whatever you want," Ponyboy rolled his eyes but silently relieved. "Whatever I want," Curly repeated suggestively. He could think of a few things he wanted from Ponyboy. Before he could say anything else however, Ponyboy hung up on him. Curly groaned loudly not even paying his nosy sister, who didn't even try to act like she didn't listen to his conversation, and out the front door. "This better be worth it," Curly swore going straight for Ponyboy's house. … "Hey Darry don't you have a gun somewhere around here don't you?" Two-Bit snickered with Steve on the couch. "Two-Bit," Ponyboy warned hitting him in the arm. "Of course I do," Darry said with a smirk, "self-defense is key around here." "Darry," Ponyboy warned running over to hit him in the arm. "Can you guys please be nice for once," Ponyboy pleaded. He obviously knew there were going to be problems but them being jerks certainly wasn't going to help anything. Two-Bit put a hand on his heart and gave the young greaser a hurt look. "Why young Ponyboy we are being nice. We're being as nice as we can possibly be." Ponyboy glared at him with indescribable anger. "Hey don't look at me," Two-Bit held up his hands in defeat, "if you didn't want this to happen then you shouldn't have started dating." "Oh so this is all my fault?" Ponyboy rolled his eyes although this time with a hint of a smile on his face, "my brothers are gun wielding maniacs and it's all my fault." "I resent that statement," Sodapop said with a smirk sitting in a chair next to the couch, "we only wield guns on special occasions thank you very much." Ponyboy buried his face in hands. It's not enough that Sodapop and Darry are going make this meeting difficult, because he knows they are, he also has to deal with Two-Bit and Steve adding fuel to the fire. Steve had been so gracious to call the rest of the gang after his call with Curly. "So where is he? Did the little boy get scared and leave town?" Steve questioned shooting a smirk Ponyboy's way. "No, he's just-" "Hey, what's up bitches?" Curly declared as he walked in the Curtis house completely unannounced (the door was wide open), walked past everyone, and sat down at the kitchen table. The feeling of foreboding danger sent shivers down Ponyboy's spine. He knew that there was no going back now, as much as he wanted to go in his room and hide under his covers. Curly leaned back in his chair lazily, popping open a can of Pepsi that was on the table and taking a gulp of it. He didn't seem at all affected by the seven pairs of eyes staring directly at him. "Shepard what are you doing in my house?" Sodapop asked slowly hoping to all the gods he could think of that this wasn't what it seemed. "I was invited here," Curly shrugged carelessly looking around the house, "You guys got any food? I am starving." "You were invited by whom?" Darry asked him even though he was looking directly at his youngest brother. Ponyboy squirmed under those stern angry eyes. He never did like when Darry gave him that look. Curly simply pointed at Ponyboy and pretty much shifting all the attention on him. The young greaser glared at the curly haired hood only serving to amuse him. Curly had a feeling he was going to enjoy this. "Well I invited him," Ponyboy declared his eyes lowering to the ground, "you guys asked me to after all." The previous foreboding feeling of danger was now a reality as he saw his brothers face, which were completely blank. This spoke nothing but bad things for both the young greaser and Curly, Ponyboy knew this for a fact. "Guys-" "You all need to leave now," Darry commanded blankly interrupting his youngest brother. It didn't need to be said who exactly Darry was referring to. Without argument, Dallas, Two-Bit, Steve, and Johnny did what they were told and left the house. Before leaving however, Johnny shot his best friend a hopeful smile which the young greaser returned reluctantly before falling behind his friends out the door. Once the door was closed was the moment it all went to hell. "Ponyboy Michael Curtis what the hell are you thinking?" Darry threw up his hands glaring at his young brother. "Come on now Darry," Ponyboy chuckled nervously, "it's not really that big of a deal." Darry laughed humorlessly giving his brother an incredulous look. "Not really that big of a deal," Darry repeated with a shake of his head, "you're 'dating' a member of one of the dirtiest gangs in our town and you say it's now that big of a deal?" "Well when you put it like that," Ponyboy rubbed the nervous. Not even five minutes and this is already blowing up in his face. "I don't know whether to take that as an insult or a compliment," Curly said suddenly coming into the conversation casually. "An insult," Sodapop suddenly declared speaking up finally, "because Ponyboy isn't dating any dangerous hoods." "And yet he is," Curly said with a smug grin. Seeing that Sodapop looked like he would love nothing more than to wipe the smirk off of Curly's face, Ponyboy moved so he was standing in the middle between them ( Even though he realized that if any of his brothers and Curly were to get into a fight he wouldn't be able to stop it. He's easily the weakest person here.) "I don't know why you guys are so surprised. I mean, the only people I know are hoods or are at least involved in some hood like activity." Ponyboy said pointing out the obvious. "Who did you expect I was dating?" "We didn't expect you were dating anyone until a couple days ago," Darry retorted sharply, "you just threw it at us with absolutely no warning." Ponyboy held his head down guilty. Darry did have a point, he knew how his protective his brothers are and he should have built them up for this meeting instead of just announcing that he was dating someone. "And we know that half of the people around us are hoods but the other half aren't," Sodapop said refuting Ponyboy's argument, "you know not everyone in this town is concerned about Socs and Greasers." Curly, not liking that Ponyboy was getting ganged up on, decided that it was time to put all the attention on the main point once again. "Our little thing we had before we tied the knot wasn't what you'd call…normal," Curly declared simplifying his and Ponyboy's previous situation, "so Ponyboy couldn't really tell you something when he didn't know what was going on himself." Ponyboy desperately hoped his brothers didn't ask him any questions as to what their relationship was before they got together. The last thing he wanted to do right is lie about what him and Curly were to each other before. If they found out Darry and Sodapop wouldn't so much as let Curly within thirty feet of their house let alone date him. Luckily, his brothers weren't really in the mood to do any abstract thinking and look deeper into Curl's words at the moment. "Just mind your own business Shepard," Darry growled in Curly's direction, "I'm talking to my little brother here." "And you're talking about me to buddy so I do have a part in this," Curly replied angrily not looking scared even though he knew good and well that Darry could beat him down blindfolded with one hand tied behind his back. "Look Shepard, you're already on thin ice don't make it worse for yourself," Sodapop warned then hood. Curly snorted sitting on the edge of his seat. "I can say whatever I want to say, nothing going to happen to me." "Oh really? You don't think we can't kick you out of our house and have this be the last time Ponyboy ever sees you," Darry said with a smirk. Despite his mood ranging from angry to indifferent in this conversation so far, that last line seemed to be the one that enraged Curly the most. Violently, Curly stood up from his seat making his chair fall to the floor. He glared fiercely at Sodapop and Darry. "Who the fuck are you two to say who he can and cannot date?" Curly shouted his fist clenching. "The people that love him most in the world," Sodapop declared passionately standing up from his seat as well. "Ponyboy's our little brother and we're aren't just going to sit around and let him get involved with the wrong kind people." "That's not-" "Stop!" Ponyboy cried loudly his voice echoing throughout the house. Seeing the shocked expression on everyone's faces Ponyboy knew that he got their attention, which he was grateful for. "You guys can't do this," Ponyboy said looking at all them unhappily, "none of you can. Darry and Sodapop, you guys can't judge Curly before you even get to know him personally it's just not fair." "We don't have to know him personally," Darry argued, "we've heard and seen him do-" "You haven't seen him do anything lately," Ponyboy replied shook his head, "that's because he's different than the hood from before. He's not a dangerous hood anymore, he's just a hood like everyone in our gang." "Mom and Dad would have given him a chance," Ponyboy declared sharply seeing that Sodapop wanted to say something else. The young greaser was grimly satisfied when his brother anger seemed to fade and was replaced with a thoughtful look. "And Curly," Said curly haired hood jumped as Ponyboy looked at him with a stern expression, "you can't fight with my brothers. I don't expect you all to like each but I do want you all to get along." Ponyboy was grateful to see everyone thinking about what he said. That meant that they weren't as stubborn as he first thought. Not that he was surprised, he didn't love these three stubborn jerks for nothing. "Give us some time to think about it," Darry suggested nodding in Sodapop direction. The middle Curtis brother seemed to agree with this statement nodding back at Darry. Ponyboy sighed in relief, happy with this news. "I guess I'll see you guys and gals later then," Curly said knowing somehow that he shouldn't be here anymore. Ponyboy nodded moving to kiss him as he left but saw the stares his brothers were giving him and decided against it. "Bye Curly," Ponyboy said softly watching him leave. Well, can't say that that went all too well but it could have been worse. …While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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