𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 || 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐏

𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 - 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄

(A/N: STOP BC I HAVE SO MANY STORY IDEAS SAVE ME. Also for this chapter unchained melody is recommended!!)

— When dally saw Sodapop passed out from socs and told us, I immediately ran to go find my boyfriend. He laid passed out in the lot. Blood came out from the back of his head and Dallas was trying to stop it. I immediately ran and helped cover the wound.

I couldn't lose sodapop... "Darry call an ambulance." I demanded. Darry nods and goes to the nearest phone. As he calls for an ambulance, I silently beg. Please not him. Not him.

I swear I was going to beat the ever living shit out of the socs who did this. We were gonna have a rumble or something. I was not letting the socs get away with hurting sodapop. The only person who keeps me alive. Two-bit came running over and Ponyboy was pushing Johnny in his wheelchair. We all tried to help sodapop as we waited for the ambulance.

When the ambulance arrived, me, Darry, and Ponyboy got in with the ambulance and everyone drove to the hospital. Ponyboy was terrified. He hid in Darry's arms and cried; Darry comforted him as we waited to arrive at the hospital. When we finally did get there, they rushed him into the hospital and we are forced to wait in the waiting room.

The rest of the gang soon arrived and Johnny tried his best to comfort pony, Darry trying as well. Two-bit came and sat beside me. He put an arm around me and I look at him. He was watching Mickey Mouse that was playing on the TV. But he was silently comforting me. I didn't pay attention to Mickey Mouse as my mind kept yelling at me that sodapop wasn't going to be okay.

I lean my head on his shoulder and he lets me. I tried to sleep to take my mind off of everything but I couldn't fall asleep. Worries filled my brain. I couldn't lose him. He's the only person I got left. Sure there's the gang...but I feel like sodapop is really the only one who digs me.

— hours pass. Only family were allowed in the room. But Ponyboy came out of sodapop's room.

"Steve." I look up at him. Ponyboy just replies by dragging me. I yelp in surprise. I was confused. More than confused even. When we walked in, I saw Sodapop in bed, inching away from Darry. "Hey soda." I say, sitting next to him in bed, but he inches away from me. Now I was even more confused.

"W-who are you? Get away from me!"

No...no...no... "Sodapop. It's me! Steve! Please don't tell me you lost your memory." I started crying. But I already knew he did. Darry nodded to my question.

"No...no...sodapop remember me!" I sob. The 20 and 14 year old greasers left the room to give me and sodapop privacy. "Soda stop fucking with me."

"I don't remember you...I'm sorry...but...you're a real looker." I could tell in his eyes that he was falling in love with me all over again. That made me smile. Maybe there's a little hope. Just a little. Maybe he'll remember me one day. Hopefully soon.

"I was your boyfriend." I say, chuckling through my tears. He smiles back. I wish I could kiss him and everything would be okay. But that's only in movies.

"I'm Steve. Steve Randle."

"Well, you're a real looker, Steve Randle."

I smile. No matter what happens, Sodapop Curtis could always make you smile.

"So...what do you remember about you personally?" I ask. "The basic stuff about myself...everything that happened when the socs jumped me...and my parents and how they are dead..."

"So you don't remember Darry or Ponyboy either? Or two-bit or dally or Johnny?" Sodapop shakes his head no to my question. I audibly gulp before sighing.

Woah, my love, my darling
I've hungered for your touch
A long, lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much

I remember that from a song. And that is what reminds me of me and sodapop right now.

Woah, my love, my darling
I've hungered for your touch

Even though it's only been almost half and hour, it has felt forever since we had our last romantic hug or a hug in general.

A long, lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much

Adding onto what I just said, it felt like it has been years sense I've had his, my boyfriends, physical touch. Even though it's only been 30 minutes.

Why do bad things ought to happen to good people? Sodapop didn't do nothing wrong...