Hard To Resist - 𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍

Chapter 3

*Josephine's POV*

The movie was over and we realized we didn't have a way to get home. Bob and Randy left us here. Great!

Two-Bit offered us to walk us home. I trusted them but Cherry and Marcia wanted to call our parents, have them come and get us. Two-Bit finally talked them into letting them drive us home in his car.

Unfortunately, we still had to walk to Two-Bit's home for him to get his car. I was still talking with Pony about labels.

"No," I said. "It's not all about money. You guys have a different set of values. You're more emotional. We're at the point of not feeling anything. Nothing is for real with us. Sometimes, I'll catch myself talking with a girl but not meaning any of it. I'll just talk about it to say something." I said. "You know what? I'm glad that I can talk to you about these stuff. It's hard to find people like you." He looked thoughtful.

"Have you ever heard of having more than you wanted? So that you couldn't want anything else and started looking for something else to want? It seems like we're always searching for something to satisfy us, and we cannot ever find it. Maybe if we could lose our cool we could."

"That's why we're separated." He said, turning to me. "It's not money, it's feeling. You don't feel anything and we feel too violently." I smiled. "And that's probably why we take turns getting our names in the paper."

I thought to myself, he's really intelligent. He had thoughts, he understood things and he understood more than people at his age would. "You read a lot, don't you Ponyboy?" I chuckled. He was startled. "Yeah. Why?"

"I could tell. I'll bet you sunsets, too." I was quiet for a while. I remembered when I used to watch the sunset as a kid. I thought it was beautiful. When I felt down, I looked at the sky and the golden hue of the sunset would make me feel relieved. I don't know why I stopped watching sunsets. Maybe I forgot how it felt or growing up changed things. "I used to watch them, too..." I was going to continue but Cherry was looking at a car coming.

Thankfully, people in the car didn't notice us walking in the pavement. I turned to Ponyboy. "Tell me about your oldest brother. You don't talk about him that much." He shrugged. "Where's to talk about? He's big and handsome and he likes to play football."

"Uhh... yeah but what's he like? When you talked about Sodapop I felt like I knew him. Tell me more about Darry."

He looked like he was in a life or death situation. He was thinking. "He's..." he started but couldn't continue it. He suddenly burst out: "He's not like Sodapop at all and he sure ain't like me. He's hard as a rock and about as human. He's got eyes exactly like frozen ice. He thinks I'm a pain in the neck. He likes Soda - everybody likes Soda - but he can't stand me. I bet he wishes he could stick me in a home somewhere, and he'd do it too, if Soda'd let him."

Now, Two-Bit and Johnny were staring at him disbelievingly. "No..." Two-Bit said, dumbfounded. "No, Ponyboy, that ain't right... you got it wrong..."

"Gee," Johnny said softly. "I thought you and Darry and Soda got along real well..."

"Well we don't," Pony snapped. "An' you can shut your trap, Johnny Cade, 'cause we all know you ain't wanted at home, either. And you can't blame them." Johnny's and my eyes widened. I didn't think he would say something like that, especially to Johnny.

Two-Bit slapped him across the side of the head. "Shut your mouth, kid. If you wasn't Soda's kid brother I'd beat the tar out of you. You know better than to talk to Johnny like that." Then he put his hand on Johnny's shoulder. "He didn't mean it, Johnny."