Sodapop Curtis

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(Ok so this one is formatted differently than the other ones, but I wrote this when I was bored and I've never really written a sad story before so I wanted to post it and see if you guys think it's good.)

I played with the long sleeves of my flannel. That's a lie, it wasn't my flannel. It was Sodapop's. He's my boyfriend. Well, he was. He was my boyfriend.

I played with the long sleeves of the flannel, twisting the buttons as far as they would go. I turned over and buried my face in my pillow. All I could do lately was sob.

There was a knock on my bedroom door. I didn't even have the energy to answer whoever was knocking.

"Y/n, please let me in." It was my brother, Dallas.

I got up and unlocked the door.

"You can come in." My voice was hoarse and nearly gone.

He looked at me and it looked like his heart broke. My face was swollen from crying so much. The sleeves of Soda's flannel were soaked with tears.

(I'm tired of the typical Fanfiction Dally where he doesn't show any emotion. So enjoy my version of Dally.)

He reached up and wiped the tears off my puffy cheeks. I flashed a sad smile and rested my head on his hand.

"I miss him." I cried. I melted into Dallas and he wrapped his arms around me. I cried into his chest until I felt like I couldn't cry anymore.

The flannel slid down my arms. I stood up, fixed the flannel and wiped my tears.

"Are you ready?" Dally asked me.

"Ready as I can be." I sighed and took his hand.

We walked hand in hand to meet up with the rest of the gang.

Ponyboy looked like he had been crying just as much as I've been. I pulled him into a hug and comforted him. He collapsed into me.

The whole gang dressed in black, walked into the cemetery holding each other's hands.

Everyone took their turns saying goodbye. When it was my turn, I was struggling to keep it together.

I dropped to my knees and placed a flower down. I traced over his name on the headstone with my thumb.

"I'll always love you. I hope you're happy where ever you are. I'm not mad at you for leaving." I whispered. I kissed where his name was carved and stood up.

I was turning to rejoin the rest of the gang, when I felt a breeze. It was a very comforting breeze. I felt as if someone were whispering in my ear.

It was him. I sighed happily as I grabbed the flannel and pulled it tighter.

I knew I was gonna be okay because he was always watching over me.

We all walked to the Curtis house. Ponyboy and Darry let me go through Soda's stuff and take whatever I wanted. I took a few flannels, his converse and his DX shirt.

Dally and I walked home. I went and laid down. I looked up at the ceiling and just stared at it for a while. Trying to make myself tired.

"Goodnight Soda. I love you." I hugged one of his flannels and fell asleep.

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