Please Don't Leave me

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"Sodapop, I love you so damn much," I tell him as he picks me up bridal style.

"I love you so damn much too Dylan," he smirks. "These past two weeks were so much fun."

I look at him a slight tear making it's way out of my eyes before I manage to choke the words out, "and now you're leaving."

He looks at me with sad eyes, "we have the walk there."

I look away from him not being able to even look at him without my heart breaking, "please don't leave me."

He takes my face making me look at him, "I will never leave you."

"What do you call right now?"

"Taking some time off before coming home again."

I shake my head, "I don't want to say goodbye." 

"Neither do I, but we have to."

"When will I see you again?"

"In like five months."

"It seems like forever."

"That's because, we're in love. It is forever to us and every other soldier. It's hard, but we've been through harder and we'll get through this."

"I know," I reply as we walk into the train station seeing the rest of the gang standing there. 

He looks over to me hugging me, but a hug just won't do when I won't see him for five months. I grab his cheeks and pull him in for a long passionate kiss, filled with need, hope, love, passion, desire, pain, sorrow, and faith. 

I can feel the tears rolling down my cheeks as the kiss continues, but I ignored it and continued on with the kiss. As we break apart he wipes the tears away with his thumb, "don't cry baby, I'll be home soon."

"I know, but it's just so damn hard without you Soda. You're not gonna be the first one to hold one of our miracles and the second to hold the other one," I reply sniffling as he wipes every stray tear that falls off my face. 

"Listen baby girl, I'll always be with you," he replies trying not to cry. "Even when I'm not with you or our babies, I'm still with you three."

"You can cry you know," I reply knowing that if he cries, I'm gonna break down, then he will and they'll be two people having break downs in the middle of a train station.

He looks at me and tears well up in his eyes, "I've seen so many guys out there die with families and I just want to be strong for you."

At this point there's two black rivers running down my cheeks as I caress his cheek, "shh, it's okay. You don't have to be strong.I'll love you no matter what. It's okay. I love you so much Sodapop. It's okay to let it out."

He drops to his knees in tears as he holds my stomach, "I've seen guys with families, wives, little kids, babies, pregnant girlfriends or wives die in battle. Good guys who couldn't take the pressure kill themselves. I don't know if i can make it another nine months Dylan and I can't just die on you and my babies never knowing the gender or names."

I break down in tears right next to him as we hold each other in tears. I whisper to him, "you can do it Soda, I know you can. I've seen you get through things no other person could. I know you can do it love."

He looks at me with tears rolling down his cheeks and he shakes his head, "no, I can't. I can't do it. I'm gonna die out there."

I look at the gang placing a hand on my stomach as if asking if I should tell him about the babies and they all nod as if telling me to follow my instance. I look at him in the eyes even though my vision is blurred I can still make out his beautiful face and I manage to choke out, "I know you can. You'll do it for your girls."

He looks up at me, "girls? As in multiple?"

I look at him and nod, "you'll do it for me, Isabella and Gabriela."

He stands up as if just finding the strength he lost when we walked into the train station picking me up and spinning me around as he kisses me, "we're having two girls!"

I look at him happily and nod, "you'll do it for your three girls. Your girls."

"Okay, Soda lets go man," I hear and I look up to see the private.

"I love you Dylan and I love my two baby girl twins too," he smiles as he gives me the most loving kiss I've ever felt. "I'll see you soon. Stay strong for me and I'll write to you as soon as I can. I promise."

"I love you too Soda," I smile pecking his lips. "I will. I promise I will. I know you'll write, you always do. I'll see you soon."

"Goodbye Dylan," he yells as he gets pulled away.

"Goodbye Sodapop," I yell back as he walks onto the train.

I might never see him again.

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