Life Choices 2: Forming Bonds | By : JessieMundaiFan Category: M through R > The Outsiders Views: 2923 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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… (Brief Recap) Ponyboy buried his head into the grass beside him wanting all of his problems to go away. "Did he use you for a drug scheme Ponyboy?" Sometimes it's better not knowing the truth. (End Recap) (General POV) Huffing, Ponyboy stood up and walked away from the grassy field. "Ponyboy," The young greaser heard his lover shout but he didn't dare turn around and face what was behind him. Luckily (or rather unluckily) he didn't have to turn himself around because Curly stormed over to him and made him face the hood. The curly haired boy's face was one with a variety of emotions Ponyboy had never seen on him at once. On his face you could clearly see his anger, his anxiety, his confusion, and even the fear on him. "Did he use you for a drug scheme?" Curly repeated slowly as if Ponyboy didn't hear him. He was gripping Ponyboy's shoulders tightly not looking like he was going to let him go anytime soon. "I don't want to say," Ponyboy said quietly. "What the hell does that mean?" Curly shouted making Ponyboy wince. "It means that I don't want to make this more than it is," Ponyboy argued shuffling around in Curly's arms showing how uncomfortable he was. Curly growled but let Ponyboy go all the same turning his back to him trying to collect himself. As mad as he was right now he didn't want to get violent. Ponyboy eyed his lover cautiously as he was collecting his thoughts. He really didn't want to explain everything that happened with Dally but it looked like he didn't have much of a choice. With a sigh Ponyboy walked over to Curly, wrapped himself in his arms and begun telling his story. "I guess I should start with how Dally and I met-" As Ponyboy told his story he had sure to keep a close eye on Curly's expressions during the whole thing. Even though the anger had stayed throughout the entire story he looked to be more rational than before. "And that's it," Ponyboy said as he finished with a big sigh of relief. He was shocked though as Curly drew him into a hug. "I'm sorry for what he did to you," Curly mumbled into his ear holding him tightly, "you didn't deserve that shit." "I'm fine," Ponyboy reassured him, "its fine. I forgave him for what happened." "How?" Curly demanded pulling back to stare into Ponyboy's eyes, "How can defend that asshole for what he did?" "Because I understood why he did it," Ponyboy tried to reason with him calmly, "it was for his family and I could relate to that." Curly scoffed and started mumbling to himself. "Yeah well, if I ever see that ass again I'm knocking him out." "Curly," Ponyboy groaned. "Somebody needs to," Curly argued, "because you sure as hell won't." "It wasn't big a deal," Ponyboy told him getting a little frustrated himself now, "I already told you that." "If it wasn't that big of a deal then why didn't you tell me this sooner?" Curly sneered. "Because I knew you would act like this," Ponyboy said gesturing to the other hood, "crazy and irrational about something that has nothing to do with you." "Nothing to do with me?" Curly glared at Ponyboy angrily, the first time in a long while he's done that, "What do you mean that it has nothing to do with me? We're dating and he hurt you, and besides you didn't have any problem telling that fucking Johnny kid." "I told Johnny because one, the thing with Dally was currently happening," Ponyboy reminded him, "and two, I knew he would be able to handle the situation-" "Better than I could," Curly said with a nod before holding up his hands in defeat, "alright that's fine." Throwing his hands in his pockets the curly haired hood started walking away from the field like Ponyboy tried to do. "Where are you going?" Ponyboy yelled after him. Curly said nothing a he trekked further out of the park. Making a frustrated sound, Ponyboy kicked the grass in front of him and stormed off to his own house. "What a great day this has been," Ponyboy grumbled. … "What a great day this has been," Sodapop sighed lying on top of his car contently. With an amused snort Steve opened up a car door and sat down in it popping open a can of Pepsi and taking a sip. "What's got you so happy?" Steve couldn't help but ask knowing that even if he hadn't asked Sodapop could have told him anyway. "It's a nice day outside, I don't have work, and nothing bad has happened," Sodapop answered, "yep, it's a great day." Steve rolled his eyes but didn't knock his answer. Hearing some incoherent muttering, Sodapop and Steve saw Ponyboy stomping to the house angrily. "Whoa there partner," Sodapop said reaching for his brother and grabbing his arm as he tried to go past him, "what's got you so mad." "Curly and I are having a fight," Ponyboy muttered snatching his arm away from his brother, "and I don't want to talk about it." With those words Ponyboy stormed into the house slamming the door behind him Blankly, Sodapop stared at the door to his house before slowly turning to his best friend who was a giving him a curious look. "See I told you," Sodapop said immediately perking up, "best day ever!" With a flop Ponyboy fell onto his bed burying his head into his pillows thinking over the argument he just had with his with his lover. "Why did you have to act like that Curly?" Ponyboy asked himself regretful that the conversation even happened. He wished that he had some kind of time machine to take it all back. … "God damn it," Curly yelled as he entered his house. "Don't be so loud when you come into the house honey," the hood heard his mother say from the couch in the living room tiredly. Curly sneered and flipped her the bird. "Fuck you, you drunk old hag." Whatever his mother was going to say fell on deaf ears as Curly walked up to his room slamming the door behind himself loudly. Out of pure irritation he started roughing up his own room not caring about what he was messy or how loud he was being, all he knew is that he needed something to hit and now. "Well isn't this nice," Curly didn't have to turn around to know that his sister was smirking at him as he went on a rampage in his room, "call me crazy but I don't think this is how you spring clean Curly." "Piss off bitch, I'm busy" Curly snapped throwing a book across his room almost going out of the window. Angela sighed, calmly taking a seat on the chair by the far side of Curly's room. She watched her brother run around and make a fool out of himself all the while coming up with a plan for women to become the supreme rulers of the planet. Unfortunately, just as she was coming up with a disease that would only affect men, Curly snapped out of what was bothering him leaning on the side of his wall with a sneer on his face. "Are you quiet done?" Angela asked calmly. All she got was Curly's sneer directed more toward her now which she took as a positive sign to continue. "Good," Angela said smiling at her brother mockingly, "now just tell good old Angela what you did wrong so I can help you out." Curly dropped his sneer to furrow his brow at his sister. "What do you mean what I did?" Curly demanded, "what do you assumed I'm the one that did something wrong and how do you know what I'm mad about anyway?" "Oh please, there is nothing else going in your life right now except Ponyboy," Angela said rolling her eyes, "and it probably is your fault because well….it is you were talking about Curly." "Not that it's any of your business," Curly told her smartly, "but Pony and I had a fight because he was lying to me about what happened with Winston and didn't trust me because he thought I would go crazy." Angela's eyebrows rose to the top of her head. Silently, she swiped her hand around the room gesturing to the complete and utter mess he made because of his and Ponyboy's one conversation. "From the look of this room I can't say that he wasn't wrong about the whole crazy thing," Angela replied tauntingly. Curly at least had the grace to look sheepish shifting his eyes downward. Angela gave her brother a small fond smile before getting serious. "Okay so he told you one lie, which was a very wrong of him," Angela admitted, "but it's not like he did it out of spite. I'm sure there are a ton of very very illegal things that you've done that you haven't told him about?" Curly folded his arms stubbornly but couldn't argue the truth of that statement. He has done a lot of stupid things in the past. "Sometimes people, mostly stupid men like you and Ponyboy," Angela smirked at the annoyed look Curly shot her, "lie to protect people from the harsh truth. Most of the time it doesn't work but it shows that the person doesn't want to give you anymore grief than what you're going through right now." "So you're saying that I should just ignore that lie just because 'his intentions were good' or some shit like that?" Curly accused. Getting thoroughly annoyed, Angela threw at random item on the floor at her brother just barely missing him. "No stupid," Angela snapped, "I'm just saying don't be such an overdramatic girl and make a big deal out of nothing." Curly silently thought over what his sister said and came to the conclusion that maybe he should go over this thing with Ponyboy a little more thoroughly. Moving over to his bed the hood flopped down on his back nosily. "You can leave now," Curly said not even bothering to look back at his sister. The curly haired hood could hear his sister sigh dramatically as she stood up and made her way out the door. "Nobody appreciates me," Angela mumbled before declaring, "I'm going to complete my plan for world domination now." "You do that," Curly told her, "you crazy bitch." "I heard that." … "Darry!" Darry closed the latest mystery novel he purchased with a long drawn out sigh. He should have known better than to try and read anything in this house. Not even bothering to knock, Ponyboy ran into his eldest brother's room with an extremely angry look on his face. "I demand that Soda be spanked," Ponyboy raged pointing into the hall. "…By who?" Darry finally said after recovering from his shock. "You," Ponyboy replied as if it was obvious. "Let me think about that," Darry said thinking for all of one second, "okay I've thought about it, no." "Why not," Ponyboy whined. "Off the top of my head, I think about twenty reasons why I wouldn't do that," Darry answered simply, "What is this about?" "He's acting happy that Curly and I are having a fight!" Ponyboy huffed, "and he needs to be punished for it." "Why?" Darry asked raising an eyebrow. "Why are Curly and I having a fight or why is Sodapop happy about it?" Ponyboy questioned looking clueless. "Both," Darry answered. Ponyboy sat down next to his brother on the bed folding his legs Indian style. "I didn't tell Curly about that whole drug thing with Dally and now he's mad about that," Ponyboy softly before his voice turned angry, "and Sodapop's happy about it because he a big jerk." Darry snorted sitting himself up beside his brother. "Didn't I tell you it's always a bad idea to lie in relationships," Darry lectured playfully, "it never leads to anything good." Ponyboy pouted up at his brother folding his arm childishly. "Seriously Ponyboy, it doesn't seem like that big of a deal," Darry reassured him, "lying is something that can be made up if given the time." "What if Curly doesn't give me the time?" Ponyboy asked insecurely scared for his relationship with the boy he loves." "If he breaks up with you over one single lie, then you're better off without that idiot," Darry told him sternly. "You think so?" Ponyboy questioned looking up to his older brother. "I know so," Darry nodded. Ponyboy sighed and let out a small smile. "Thanks Darry," Ponyboy said before leaving the room hurriedly, "oh and I'm going out with Justin and Tosh tonight." Luckily for Ponyboy, Curly brought Tosh back to the house early that morning so he didn't have to go to the Shepard's residence to get the puppy. "Just be back by curfew," Darry advised sternly. With an obedient nod, Ponyboy walked out of the room slamming the door behind. Contently, Darry lay back down on his bed with his book in hand. "Spank Sodapop," Darry repeated rolling his eyes in amusement, "who on earth would want to do that?" … "So did you finally leave Curly?" Justin asked excitedly as him Ponyboy and Tosh walking aimlessly around the streets Ponyboy sighed gripping tightly on Tosh's leash as the puppy tried to run off and chase some bugs, again. "I swear you and Soda are too much alike," Ponyboy told the younger boy dryly. "Great minds think alike," Justin grinned teasingly. Ponyboy ruffled Justin's hair all the while looking for what they can do this late at night. Not much was available for kids their age. "Let's see a movie," Ponyboy declared as the familiar thought struck him, "I haven't seen a good movie in so long." "That sounds great but what about Tosh?" Justin claimed pointing to their perky little Dalmatian puppy. "What about him?" Ponyboy blinked. "Are we leaving him?" Justin asked in concern. The young greasers eyes widened in shock slowing down his walking slightly. "Why would we leave Tosh?" Ponyboy questioned looking hurt. "I doubt that puppies are allowed in movie theaters," Justin answered logically. Ponyboy smiled and waved off Justin's worry. "Oh don't worry about that Justin," Ponyboy reassured the young boy as he guided them to the movie theater. As they arrived at the theater Justin started to go through the front door when he was stopped by Ponyboy. Grinning mischievously, Ponyboy guided them to the back entrance where they were able enter the movies much more easily. "They never watch these back doors," Ponyboy proclaimed with a snort as the three of them made their way inside. "So what do you guys want to see?" Ponyboy asked eyeing the movie selection list on the wall. "I wanna see that new action movie," Justin said excitedly. Tosh started barking, his tongue sticking out of his mouth. "Fine," Ponyboy shrugged not really caring what they saw. As they found the room the movie was showing they found that not too many people were here right now. Ponyboy froze as he saw a familiar set of curly hair near the seats in the front, he knew those locks anywhere. "Let's sit in the front," Justin cried running to the front of the seats. "Wait," Ponyboy tried to stop him but the boy was running to fast. Curly, hearing Justin's yelling, turned around and saw the annoying thirteen year old boy accompanied by his lover. Ponyboy felt himself become immobilized as he saw Curly turn to him. They felt bound together as their eyes couldn't leave one another's. "Right here Ponyboy," Justin declared pointing to a couple seats at the front. In an instant it seemed their bond was broken. Looking annoyed, Curly sat down onto his seat seemingly trying to ignore them. Ponyboy felt heartbroken, the sense of dread that his and Curly's relationship was over was consuming him. He felt sicker than he ever has in his entire life. "Come on Tosh," Ponyboy said quietly tugging on Tosh's leash ignoring the whimpers the puppy was making in his direction. Justin looked lost as he saw Ponyboy walking out of the movie theater. As he moved to follow the young greaser, he fixed Curly a pointed look as he past him. "Jerk," Justin mumbled. Ponyboy speed walked out of the theater. It was enough that he wasn't going a normal walking speed but not enough that Tosh couldn't keep up with him. The young greaser wasn't really paying attention to where he was going at the moment all he knew is that he wanted to go home. As him and Tosh past an alleyway though, a familiar voice called out to them. "On your way home huh?" The person said chuckling darkly. Justin gasped as he was running toward Ponyboy and saw him grabbed and pulled into an alleyway. "Sorry little bitch but I just can't wait any longer," Wild Dog snickered holding a knife to Ponyboy's throat. Ponyboy eyed him fearfully. He didn't expect Wild Dog to show up so soon, he said December 1st, but now he was here and armed once again. 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