“Darry, how do anda feel about kids?” anda ask.
“About having kids?” He asked. anda were nervous.
“Yeah.”
“I’ve never told anyone this really… But it’s been my goal in life to be a better father figure than I ever was to Soda atau Ponyboy… I thought I did a good job, but I know I could’ve done better.” He scratches his neck. “So yeah I’d want to have kids.”
“Well that’s good.” anda smile.
“Why?” He asks. “You aren’t…” He starts, but then looks at you. “You are aren’t you?” His smile lights up the whole room.
anda nod your head. He picks anda up in a big beruang hug.
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 tahun 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 berkata 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 dipan, sofa to give her a hug.
“I cinta anda Daddy.”
“Love anda too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in cinta 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.”
“Yes I do.” She says in that you’ve-told-me-a-million-times voice.
“Ok… Well are anda sure anda want to do this?” I ask nervously.
“I’m positive.” She says as she gives me a quick ciuman on the lips.
“I swear, if anda 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 anda ok? Are anda hurt? Where are anda 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 anda ok? Where are anda 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.
anda aren’t exactly sure what you’re humming to… But it’s something.
“Hey, (Y/N), have anda seen my-” “THUD!” anda rip open the mandi, shower curtain to see your boyfriend had tripped over the doorway.
“Oh my god, Two-Bit, are anda ok?!?” anda gasp.
He looks up at you. “Oh my god you’re in the shower!” He yells.
anda yank the curtain back, covering yourself up.
“Two-Bit, are anda ok honey?”you ask.
“After seeing that I’m not.” He says. “Damn, your beautiful.” He says, blushing.
“What a pig.” anda laugh.
anda knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
anda hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
anda 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 anda didn’t want any of them hurt; atau dead.
anda saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
anda start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a meninju, pukulan to the face.
anda fall into the mud, shocked oleh the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
anda feel a hand on your shoulder as anda get up. anda grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” anda thought. “This is fun.”
anda understood why they liked these so much.
“(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 anda 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!” anda say, trying to separate them on the ground.
Smack!
anda fall back, the hit getting anda hard.
The boys freeze, realizing they’ve hit you.
“Ow!” anda say. “That was my boob!”
They burst out laughing.
“Oh my god, Steve. Your eye.” anda say as anda remove the ice pack.
“It’s just bump.” He grins.
“A bump? Honey, it’s a huge black eye. It’s lebih like an egg.” anda say.
“Old Man can still pack a punch, huh?”
“Steve, anda need to get out of there.” anda say matter-of-factly.
“I got nowhere to go.”
“You can stay with the Curtises. atau me. I just don’t like seeing anda hurt.” anda whisper.
“I’d rather it be me than you.” He says.
“What?” He asks, glancing over at you.
“You’re gonna get pulled over,” anda say, rolling your eyes.
“Do anda think I’d care?” He laughed.
“Dallas Winston, I am shocked and appalled anda just berkata that to me and ran that red light.” anda laugh. “I’m horrified at your driving skills. Remind me not to get into a car with anda again.”
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Light cracked the sky open. The crash that followed jolted anda awake. anda sit up in your bed, wide eyed with fear.
anda had been afraid of thunderstorms since anda were little… something about it just frightened anda to no end.
The sound of your boyfriend breathing calmed anda down. The rhythmic deep breathing soothed you, only for a second.
Another crack lit up the sky, with a giant boom that followed.
“Dally.” anda 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 anda pulling anda close. “You’re fine… You’re fine.” He whispers, rocking anda back and forth. “I got you. I promise. I got you.” Hands running through your hair.
“I just don’t like them.” anda mumble into his bare chest.
“I know. I know.” He say. “But I still got you. I promise.”
But anda were already asleep again.
anda had been afraid of thunderstorms since anda were little… something about it just frightened anda to no end.
The sound of your boyfriend breathing calmed anda down. The rhythmic deep breathing soothed you, only for a second.
Another crack lit up the sky, with a giant boom that followed.
“Dally.” anda 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 anda pulling anda close. “You’re fine… You’re fine.” He whispers, rocking anda back and forth. “I got you. I promise. I got you.” Hands running through your hair.
“I just don’t like them.” anda mumble into his bare chest.
“I know. I know.” He say. “But I still got you. I promise.”
But anda were already asleep again.
this is the smartass Steve Randle
heres yet another poem that i wrote. enjoy!
i cried when i looked at the sky
it reminded me of anda
my tears were hot with cinta
and affection for anda
i want anda 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 anda oleh my side
but thats only a dream
its never anything real
baby, i wish anda knew me
if only anda were real in my reality
youre real in my imaginatin
but bermimpi isnt enough
i want your affection
i really do wish anda knew who i am
but your cinta 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
anda suffered a great loss and your pain i feel
and i wanted to say to you: Ponyboy, anda are the penulis of your own life story
i cried when i looked at the sky
it reminded me of anda
my tears were hot with cinta
and affection for anda
i want anda 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 anda oleh my side
but thats only a dream
its never anything real
baby, i wish anda knew me
if only anda were real in my reality
youre real in my imaginatin
but bermimpi isnt enough
i want your affection
i really do wish anda knew who i am
but your cinta 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
anda suffered a great loss and your pain i feel
and i wanted to say to you: Ponyboy, anda are the penulis of your own life story
the whole fictional outsiders gang...but if they are in my world, are they REALLY fictional?
