𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 || 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟐

s.c. ~ dying

Tulsa, Oklahoma. Curtis House.
Tuesday, 1967
08:09 a.m.

•••
• Sodapops POV •

"Soda, you ought to get fired if you don't come back to work." Said my older brother, Darry.

I groaned, rolling around in bed. It was early in the morning and I was supposed to be going to work. Only I haven't even got outta bed.

"I still don't feel good." I mumbled. "No, you're just mourning. Get up, get ready. Staying in bed is gonna make it worse." Said Darry.

And again I groaned but eventually obeyed.  I went outside of my room, only to see my friends all in our living room.

"Well, would ya look at that. The mourning man finally got outta bed!" Said Dallas right as he saw me go outside my room.

"Shut up, Dally." I muttered, walking slowly to the shower.

"It's gonna be a great day, Soda!" He shouted. I roll my eyes and walk over to the bathroom to shower.

I still didn't feel like doing anything but, I can't lose my job. Darry'll won't ever let me do anything if I did.

After my shower, Steve came over to our house. He opens the door while I had just put on a fresh set of clothes for work. He saw me and lit up.

"Sodapop! You're up for work!" Steve said, putting me in headlock. I push him away, still tired.

"Whoa, calm down. It'll be a good day today. I promise." He said, putting his arm over my shoulder.

"Why does everyone keep saying that? Nothing's gonna happen today!" I shouted. "Hey, you never know what happens. C'mon, we don't wanna be late for work!" he says, rushing out the door and starting his car.

I take all my belongings and followed him to the car and we drove off to work

•FLASHBACK•

I had gotten home drunk that night with Steve, Dallas and Two-Bit. We were just going out to look for some action. But, somehow they convinced my to drink and eventually it got out of hand.

They brought me home and I saw my girlfriend, Y/n sitting on the couch. It looked like she had been waiting for me to come home. I didn't tell her we were gonna get drunk. I didn't even know it myself. Either way, she didn't look happy.

"Where have y'all been? It is past midnight!" She shouts at us.

Since we were so drunk, we couldn't take her seriously. So, we started giggling.

"Y'all think this is funny? Just wait till Darry finds out y'all been drinking." She said.

"Darry won't mind! I'm sure he'll understand." I said with my slurred speech.

"Are you Darry? Cause you're really actin like a buzz kill right now." I told her, then laughed. But, I couldn't hear the other boys laughing along.

I look at them with their slightly scared faces and look back at Y/n who looks like she's about to blow up.

"What did you say?" She asks quietly.

"I think we better leave. Sorry for the trouble, Y/n." Two-Bit muttered and the three left the house.

"What is wrong with you, Soda? You been so irresponsible lately! I've never seen you do this before. This isn't you." She said.

"Why do you care?" I replied, sitting down on the couch and holding my head in my hands as I could feel a headache coming in.

"Why do I care? I'm your girlfriend!" She shouts. "Ever since last month you've been ignoring that fact and doing whatever you want without even talking to me!"

"Why should I tell you what I'm doing or where I'm at, huh? You're acting like I ain't done nothing for us! I did everything I could to get you and now this is how you act?" I said, starting to feel my blood boil.

"What do you mean, you've done so much in this relationship? You kept chasing me and when you got me, you didn't know what to do. I let you in my life, I gave you a chance!" She yelled.

"Now all you do is make me feel like a trophy, showing me off to your friends like I'm worth so much but not caring about me when I want attention from you!"

"And so what are you gonna do? Break up with me? Leave me, mourning and hurting inside? You hate hurting people, I know that!" I shouted.

"Yes!" She shouted back.

"Yes, I will leave you! I couldn't give a damn anymore, Sodapop! I am tired of being some prize you got. I am done!" She spat.

I froze, all the blood boiling inside me cooled down and I felt broken somehow.

"Oh c'mon baby, you're not gonna do that." I said, trying to hug her but she pushed me away.

"Get off me." She pushed me away.

She started to cry more and more and I couldn't help but hug her. This time she let me do so.

"I'm sorry." She cried into my chest. I hugged her as her tears fall on my shirt.

"But, I'm gonna have to leave you." She mumbled. "It's for the best. You'll find someone who'll you really love. I will too."

I stood there, not knowing what to say.

"Goodbye Sodapop." She then left my house.

•••

"Earth to Sodapop Curtis!"

I snapped back to reality, shaking my head. "Ah, yeah. Sorry. What?"

"You alright? You look really down." Steve asked.

I sighed, not knowing whether I should tell him what I was thinking about.

"Who am I kidding? I miss her." I said, laying both my arms on the counter, overlapping them.

"Yeah, I know man. But, it is what it is. Maybe she was right. Maybe, you guys weren't meant to be." Said Steve.

"Well then why do I miss her so much and still love her? When really, I did like chasing her but now all I want is her." I said.

"Maybe you're just still in that phase. Everyone has that, Y/n probably cries too."

"Dammit Steve, I really miss her. It's driving me crazy!" I said, banging my fists on the counter.

"Relax Soda, you'll get over it. Just like how she did." He said. "What? How do you know she's over me?" "Ehh, I prefer not to mention it."

"She's found another person has she?" I said and he nodded. I huffed and buried my face into my hands.

"Man, I hope I do get over this. I'm dying."