“Darry, put the bottle down.” Soda says to me, gently.
I slowly roll my head on the wall, to face them, tightening my grip on the beer. I was not letting this one go.
“Darry, please.” Ponyboy pleads. I must have been in pretty bad shape. The look on his face was pure worry. I slowly, slowly set the bottle down on the cement floor of the basement. I loosen my grip, finally letting go.
“That’s it.” Soda says. They had already cleared out all the alcohol of the house. This bottle was the last drop of comfort in the house. The house that still smelled like her.
“You’re going to be fine… It’s gonna take some readjusting though…” Soda follows my gaze, resting on Danny’s football.
I would not cry in front of my brothers.
Soda’s face goes soft. “Darry…”
The silent tears roll down my face. I had been sitting in my basement, drinking for the past couple days. I was going no where. My life stopped when there’s ended.
The hole in my heart ate away at my soul.
“I can’t do it anymore.” I whisper.
Ponyboy sits next to me. “You are the strongest person I know. You’re going to make it through this.”
I shake my head, and reach down for the bottle again.
I slowly roll my head on the wall, to face them, tightening my grip on the beer. I was not letting this one go.
“Darry, please.” Ponyboy pleads. I must have been in pretty bad shape. The look on his face was pure worry. I slowly, slowly set the bottle down on the cement floor of the basement. I loosen my grip, finally letting go.
“That’s it.” Soda says. They had already cleared out all the alcohol of the house. This bottle was the last drop of comfort in the house. The house that still smelled like her.
“You’re going to be fine… It’s gonna take some readjusting though…” Soda follows my gaze, resting on Danny’s football.
I would not cry in front of my brothers.
Soda’s face goes soft. “Darry…”
The silent tears roll down my face. I had been sitting in my basement, drinking for the past couple days. I was going no where. My life stopped when there’s ended.
The hole in my heart ate away at my soul.
“I can’t do it anymore.” I whisper.
Ponyboy sits next to me. “You are the strongest person I know. You’re going to make it through this.”
I shake my head, and reach down for the bottle again.
"Thanks for walking me home Darry.?" He looked at you with his sparkling eyes. "No problem y/n" he said to you. You met Darry when you had to got to Ponyboy's for a progect. He came and answered the door when you knocked. You've had a crush in him ever since. You were were in front of your house. "Um...y/n would ya...uhhh...maybe...wanna...go out sometime?" He asked you. On the inside you were screaming but you had to stay cool. Answer smoothly. "Yeah it be fun Darry." You answered. Before you left him you pecked him on the cheek and ran inside. Then looked thorough the curtains without Darry seeing you. And Darry stood there with a dumb look on his face holding his cheek. You thought to yourself a life with Darry. It was perfect. A life with Darry is the life you want.
Swaying back and forth to the random songs on the radio, champagne bottle in one hand, heels off, his shirt off; this slow dance was a little interesting.
You had gotten tired of the New Years Party you were at, so you decided to have your own; complete with balloons, champagne, dancing, and the life of the party.
“This is fun,” you laugh as you look up to him.
“Yeah,” he laughs, as he dips you.
“Careful of the champagne, babe.”
“Sorry… Just trying to make things classy.” He laughs.
“You kidding me? This is some high class shit!” You laugh.
He glances at the clock.
“It’s 11:59,” he grins.
“Time for our New Year’s kiss,” you grin as you lean in.
“Not yet!” He yells, moving your face away. “It isn’t midnight yet!”
You laugh, then glance at the clock.
“Well, we missed it.” You pout. “It’s 12:01.”
“Looks like we have to wait a whole nother year.”
You had gotten tired of the New Years Party you were at, so you decided to have your own; complete with balloons, champagne, dancing, and the life of the party.
“This is fun,” you laugh as you look up to him.
“Yeah,” he laughs, as he dips you.
“Careful of the champagne, babe.”
“Sorry… Just trying to make things classy.” He laughs.
“You kidding me? This is some high class shit!” You laugh.
He glances at the clock.
“It’s 11:59,” he grins.
“Time for our New Year’s kiss,” you grin as you lean in.
“Not yet!” He yells, moving your face away. “It isn’t midnight yet!”
You laugh, then glance at the clock.
“Well, we missed it.” You pout. “It’s 12:01.”
“Looks like we have to wait a whole nother year.”
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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.”
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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.”
You sighed.
How were you going to tell him you got laid off?
Y’all needed money… You had just bought a house, and money was short.
So of course you had to lose your job.
You walking into your house, and flop onto the couch. You were pretty much done with all the stress.
Darry walked out of the bathroom, towel around his waist.
“What’s up babe?” He said, chuckling at the sight of you sprawled on the couch.
“I got laid off.” You mumble.
He’s silent for a second, taking this in. “I’ll pick up another shift.” He says.
“No, no.. You don’t have to…” You start.
“No.. I’d make more money than you would. It’s gonna be fine I promise.”
How were you going to tell him you got laid off?
Y’all needed money… You had just bought a house, and money was short.
So of course you had to lose your job.
You walking into your house, and flop onto the couch. You were pretty much done with all the stress.
Darry walked out of the bathroom, towel around his waist.
“What’s up babe?” He said, chuckling at the sight of you sprawled on the couch.
“I got laid off.” You mumble.
He’s silent for a second, taking this in. “I’ll pick up another shift.” He says.
“No, no.. You don’t have to…” You start.
“No.. I’d make more money than you would. It’s gonna be fine I promise.”
You put your head in your hands and breathe deeply. How where you going to tell him? You had gotten the phone call today.
You were actually close to Soda. Danny played with Grace and Logan all the time. You couldn’t even begin to imagine how they felt.
You hear the front door open. Darry was home now. You take another deep breath, and sit at the kitchen table.
Just breathe.
He walks into the kitchen. “Hey babe, what’s wrong?” He asks, setting down his wallet and keys.
You swallow. “I got a call.” Is all you manage to say.
“About?” He asks, eyebrows raised.
“Soda’s dead.” You blurt out.
The look on Darry’s face would haunt your memory for the rest of your life.
He just sat down on the floor in pure shock, mouth open, eyes wide.
You were actually close to Soda. Danny played with Grace and Logan all the time. You couldn’t even begin to imagine how they felt.
You hear the front door open. Darry was home now. You take another deep breath, and sit at the kitchen table.
Just breathe.
He walks into the kitchen. “Hey babe, what’s wrong?” He asks, setting down his wallet and keys.
You swallow. “I got a call.” Is all you manage to say.
“About?” He asks, eyebrows raised.
“Soda’s dead.” You blurt out.
The look on Darry’s face would haunt your memory for the rest of your life.
He just sat down on the floor in pure shock, mouth open, eyes wide.
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“Darry, how do you feel about kids?” You ask.
“About having kids?” He asked. You 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 or 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.” You 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.
You nod your head. He picks you up in a big bear hug.
“Darry, how do you feel about kids?” You ask.
“About having kids?” He asked. You 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 or 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.” You 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.
You nod your head. He picks you up in a big bear hug.
“You’re awful at football,” he laughs.
“Excuse me?” You say, eyebrows raised.
“I think-“
“No I heard what you said.”
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“Hey, do y’all want to go play football?” Darry asked the gang.
Everyone’s saying yeah, but you say, “No.”
“Why not?” Ponyboy asked.
“Darry think’s I’m awful at football, so I’m not going to play.” You say in a joking tone.
“Well she does,” Darry smiles.
“It really hurts,” you sniffle.
“Well fine, I’ll stay back with you.” He says, plopping on the couch next to you.
“You know, it really hurt my feelings.”
“I said I was sorry.”
“But it still hurts.”
“Well fine, let me make it up to you.”
He leans over and kisses you.
“Excuse me?” You say, eyebrows raised.
“I think-“
“No I heard what you said.”
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“Hey, do y’all want to go play football?” Darry asked the gang.
Everyone’s saying yeah, but you say, “No.”
“Why not?” Ponyboy asked.
“Darry think’s I’m awful at football, so I’m not going to play.” You say in a joking tone.
“Well she does,” Darry smiles.
“It really hurts,” you sniffle.
“Well fine, I’ll stay back with you.” He says, plopping on the couch next to you.
“You know, it really hurt my feelings.”
“I said I was sorry.”
“But it still hurts.”
“Well fine, let me make it up to you.”
He leans over and kisses you.