“Ten,” he grins after he kisses you.
“I thought you said you didn’t like little kids.”
“Yeah, but our little kids are different.” He mutters, stroking your hair.
“Ten kids is a lot, I’ll be so fat.” You laugh.
“You could never be fat.” He says seriously. “You’re almost to skinny now.” He looks you up and down. “But you’re perfect.” He smiles.
“How about six?” You ask.
“Nine.”
“Seven.”
“Fine seven,” he says, rolling his eyes. “Just so you know, I come from a family of twins… So we’ll probably have lots of twins… So our 7 will turn into 14.” He laughs.
“I cannot have 14 children,” you say laughing. You kiss him on the cheek.
Two-Bit walks in. “Well if you’re going to have 14 children, better start now, because you can’t be having kids when your like 50 that’s just nasty.” He laughs.
“Out!” Dally says.
“But y’all are so cute to watch!”
“Out!”
“I thought you said you didn’t like little kids.”
“Yeah, but our little kids are different.” He mutters, stroking your hair.
“Ten kids is a lot, I’ll be so fat.” You laugh.
“You could never be fat.” He says seriously. “You’re almost to skinny now.” He looks you up and down. “But you’re perfect.” He smiles.
“How about six?” You ask.
“Nine.”
“Seven.”
“Fine seven,” he says, rolling his eyes. “Just so you know, I come from a family of twins… So we’ll probably have lots of twins… So our 7 will turn into 14.” He laughs.
“I cannot have 14 children,” you say laughing. You kiss him on the cheek.
Two-Bit walks in. “Well if you’re going to have 14 children, better start now, because you can’t be having kids when your like 50 that’s just nasty.” He laughs.
“Out!” Dally says.
“But y’all are so cute to watch!”
“Out!”
heres yet another poem that i wrote. enjoy!
i cried when i looked at the sky
it reminded me of you
my tears were hot with love
and affection for you
i want you 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 you by my side
but thats only a dream
its never anything real
baby, i wish you knew me
if only you were real in my reality
youre real in my imaginatin
but daydreaming isnt enough
i want your affection
i really do wish you knew who i am
but your love 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
you suffered a great loss and your pain i feel
and i wanted to say to you: Ponyboy, you are the author of your own life story
i cried when i looked at the sky
it reminded me of you
my tears were hot with love
and affection for you
i want you 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 you by my side
but thats only a dream
its never anything real
baby, i wish you knew me
if only you were real in my reality
youre real in my imaginatin
but daydreaming isnt enough
i want your affection
i really do wish you knew who i am
but your love 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
you suffered a great loss and your pain i feel
and i wanted to say to you: Ponyboy, you are the author of your own life story
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.