𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦
Maria Randle was a month away from turning eighteen when it all happened. The moment changed her entire life and she always wondered...
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xv. so please hurry, leave me, Ican't breathe, please don't say you love me
THOUGH SHE COULD DISTRACT herself by going on dates and working, Maria couldn't hide the weight that her guilt was having on her.
She walked to the Curtis house to apologise for it all and when she opened the door in the early hours of a Tuesday morning, she wasn't expecting the sight in front of her.
She had never seen him like that before. Not even after his parents death.
That day would be forever burnt into her mind. She would never forget the sound of his knees hitting the floor, sobs racking his chest. Her eyes trailed over to that exact spot.
The Curtis family had gone through so much. She had made it worse.
The guilt was boiling up in her chest as she looked at him, one hand on his chest and the other on the phone, like he was waiting for a call.
She turned away from him as she felt the tears spilling over her cheeks.
It was all her fault. That's all Maria could think about as she looked at him. She should have looked after Pony and Johnny better. She should have done something different.
She wondered what she could do, so walked into the kitchen and decided to make him breakfast. He hadn't been eating well in the last couple of days.
That was always what she used to do after his parents died, come and make them breakfast when he couldn't get up in the mornings, make sure that Pony got to school.
It was silly, but it was her way of showing that she cared.
Darrel woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs being cooked. He rubbed at his eyes and tried to forget about the nightmare he had about Ponyboy being hunted down and killed by the soc's.
It had been a week and nothing had happened. He felt sick about it. Sick that he couldn't do anything. Sick that Pony was out there alone.
He stood up and looked around, following the smell into the kitchen.
He closed his eyes as he turned the corner, rubbing them to try and encourage himself to stay awake
"It's too early to be awake Soda, you should-" he stopped when he opened his eyes and saw who was standing there.
They hadn't talked since the incident the day after Ponyboy had gone missing. He couldn't remember a time when they hadn't spoken nearly every day. Or at least once a week.
This was weird for the friends, to be so disconnected and broken but that's what had happened to everyone. Steve was more snarky, Two-Bit had lost that prankster spirit, even Sodapop was downtrodden.
Nobody was the same and Darrel was blaming it on Maria and Dallas.
Sure, he had always been jealous that Maria would look at Dally and not at her but that wasn't part of it, even if they were now in a confirmed relationship.
