Who We Are(The Outsiders Fanfiction)

18|"So I Guess That's It..."

<Dally's POV>

Now that it's mid afternoon we're all just meandering around the house aimlessly. I walk by the door and hear a clang. Opening the door, I see a pile of mail at the doorstep. The pile consists of mostly bills, one letter with Soda's name on it, and a newspaper.

"Darry, your mail is here!" I shout to Darry in the kitchen.

"Can you bring it to me?" He asks, busy with cleaning the kitchen. I pass the pile to Skyler, who passes it to Two-Bit, who passes it to Johnny, then the mail is passed from him to Pony to finally Darry. He flips through the pile nonchalantly until he reads the sender address on the letter with Soda's name on it. He pulls up a chair and falls into it holding his head in his hand and chucking the letter on the ground.

"Darry? What is it?" Ponyboy asks. Darry sighs.

"Look for yourself," he says. I rush to the letter and pick it up from the ground. Skyler comes behind me and reads with me.

"Sodapop Curtis, to serve for your country during this war, the government is to inform you that your presence is requested in Vietnam in two weeks," I say stopping halfway through the letter. I drop the paper on the ground and Skyler grabs my shoulder. The whole gang just drops to the floor or starts to cry. Ponyboy starts to ball his eyes out and runs to Johnny for comfort. I just stand there frozen unable to move. Vietnam. Soda is leaving for Vietnam and knowing how brutal this war is, who knows if he'll make it back. At that moment Soda, Steve, and Christina walk into the house. Their eyes are red and puffy like they've been crying.

"Guys, Steve has something to tell you guys," Soda says. Steve gulps.

"Well, I'm uh, leaving for Vietnam in two weeks," Steve announces. Oh no. Not the both of them.

"Soda," Darry starts.

"What?" Soda replies.

"So are you," Pony says from behind Johnny shoulder. Soda just stares at us with wide eyes. Chris begins to breathe heavily.

"Wha- what do you mean?" Soda stutters.

"You've been drafted into war," I fill in. Suddenly, Chris falls to the ground on her side. We all rush to her side, besides Soda who just slides down a wall and screams into his shirt, completely unaware of his surroundings. I don't blame him though.

Skyler places Chris's head in her lap. Two-Bit grabs a half full beer bottle and is bout to pour it on her face when I stop him.

"Just put her on the couch," I say. I get her feet and Darry grabs her head. As if placing a feather on the ground we drop her on the couch cushions. I pull up a chair by her side and hold Skyler's hand as she sits on the ground next to me.

I watch as Steve goes over to Soda. "Hey buddy, stand up lets get you to your room," he mumbles. Soda nods his head ever so slightly then follows Steve slowly up the stairs.

<Soda's POV>

My body feels numb. In two weeks I'm leaving my life behind for danger. Steve pulls me into my room and we sit on my bed. "So I guess that's it, the two of us go off to war," I say to Steve. I mentally promise myself to protect Steve at all costs and make sure he doesn't get hurt. Even if the cost is my life. "Steve I need you to promise me something."

"What?" He asks.

"I won't make it back-"

"Soda do-"

"No Steve I meant it, listen to me, I don't plan on making it back because I know I'm not that strong and I don't have any expieriance so therefore my last wish is to get you out, so I need you to make sure Chris moves on and gets married and has kids," I demand. Steve rolls his eyes.

"She won't listen to me," Steve replies.

"She'll listen to me, so I will just have to tell her," I say.

"Um, I never agreed on you protecting me," he mentions.

"Well, it wasn't an option so..." I say. Steve smiles then hugs me.

"We're both coming home, I promise," Steve claims. I nod my head even though I know I'm a goner.

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I walk downstairs around 9:00pm and sit next to Chris on our couch, still passed out. As I push her shoulder back and forth she wakes up with a start. "Soda, you scared me!" She whispers loudly.

"I'm sorry, I need to talk to you."

She nods. "Yes I believe we do need to talk about the wedding."

I look at her surprised. "Wedding?"

"Well ya, if your leaving to Vietnam, I don't know how long you'll be gone or if you'll make it back and I want to be married," Chris announces with tears in her eyes.

"But what about your dream wedding, I don't have the money for that," I say nervous.

"I don't need a perfect wedding, just you, me, and the gang," she says. I nod my head with tears in my eyes.

"You're very smart," I say smiling.

"I know," she says smiling sadly back at me.

"I love you."

"I know."

A/N Ahhhhhh!
MARRIAGE!
WAR!
But guess what!!?!?
The sadness isn't even close to done. Oh no no no, that would be to easy. There is more depressing situations to come and you will be so profoundly sad that you will want to sit alone in a tree forever.
Have a nice day dearies

Stay gold💛

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