Filthy Paradise

"Shut Up!"

Sugars Pov

Voices yell back and forth as I come to my senses. I scrunch my eyes tighter as my head pounds. Finally having enough of all the shouting, I sit up. Opening my eyes I see the gang including Darry. Oh man noo. My hands tug at my brown roots.

"Stop." I croak. Nobody hears me. Of course they don't.

They continue to yell back and forth Soda and Darry that is. Standing up I stumble due to my vision still seeing double. "Please." I implore a little louder.

Dally turns his head upon hearing me. He gets up and walks over to me. "Hey kid." He says slinging his arm around me.

"Hey Dal." I say. "How long they been goin at it?" I ask fiddling with the ends of my hair.

" Since Soda walked through the door with ya." He replies.

There's one thing you should know about Dally. He hates kids, hates them a whole lot; Johnny, Pony, and I are an exception I guess. "Great." I mutter.
Pushing Dal's arm off of me as I step forward.

Walking a bit I stop. The voices get louder and louder. My hands press to my ears as I bend down, gasping in pain as I do so. My stomach burns with a ton of pain. Stupid Socs. Their voices continue to get louder each second. Time seems as it has slowed.

"Stop." I whisper removing my hands from my ears. They don't stop they continue. "Stop." I beg louder. "Please stop." I cry out.

It gets everyone's attention beside Soda and Darry. They just keep going at each other. "Shut up!" I scream. "Shut up! Shut up!" I shout stomping my foot.

"Sugar, hey. How you feeling?" Soda asks now facing me and walking a bit towards me.

"Stop." I beg as tears appear at my waterline.

"We have." Darry says softly.

"No you guys haven't." I exclaim. "I see it in your eyes." I point shakily at their faces.

"We've finished, trust me." Darry says. He edges towards me.

I back away. "No you haven't. You'll continue tonight and wake me from my sleep." I tell them.

"Please just trust us Sugar when we say we're done." Soda begs. His blue eyes look into my own.

I just at them back and forth between the two. I believe them that they won't continue this when I'm snuggled into the thin blanket as my hands cover my ears. "Okay." I cave. My head begins to pound as my ears ring. My face contorts into pain as my head repeatedly pounds.

"You okay?" Darry's hand touches my shoulder.

I flinch away. Looking into his eyes as they show concern. "I'm okay." I tell him truthfully shrugging his hand off. "Just gonna go lay down hopefully it'll go away."

Walking into the bedroom I share with Darry and slipping my shoes off at the door. Tossing them aside as I flop backwards onto the bed. Sighing as I curl into a ball at the end of the old king mattress. My head pounds dramatically into my skull as I close my eyes falling into a peaceful sleep.

Sodas Pov

Running my hand down my face and across my jaw as I watch Sugar slowly walk to her and Darry's room. She's in a lot of pain; I can see it. Bob got her pretty good.

"Next time run after her if she leaves. Just don't let her run. 'Cause if you don't I'll skin Ya." Darry threatens me with a shake of his pointer finger and a mean look in his eyes.

"I said I was sorry, what more do you want from me?" I ask as my hands run through my lightly greased hair. It's not like Pony's, or Johnny's. Their hair is greased to glide, not walk.

"To actually look after and care for our kid brother and sister." He tells me.

We then get back into what Sugar stopped. We're back at it again. But I can't help it Darry's makin me so angry. I said I was sorry I don't know how many times? My mouth flies open to yell right back at him.

"Don't ever tell me I'm a bad brother!" I scream.

"You were being a bad brother Soda. I can't even trust you to watch them."

"Stop!!" Pony shouts.

We both turn looking at him. His nostrils are flared and hands clenched at his sides. "Just stop okay?" He pleads. 

"Now you stay out of this. It doesn't involve you." Darry demands. His voice raises a couple octaves in volume.

"It does involve me. If it involves Soda or Sugar, then it involves me." He spits back at Darry.

Darry looks him with the look he gives you when you've overstepped your place. Ponyboy simply grunts as he walks away from us. His hands clenched at his sides, distress is clear in his actions. Running my hands through my already ruined hair, sighing as Darry continues to lay it on me. "Enough!" I shout cutting him off mid-sentence. "I've had enough." I tell him walking away.

Quietly opening the door to Darry's room I peek my head in. Sugars laying at the end of the bed with her knees drawn up real close to her. Her face forever stays captured in pain as she shifts. Sugar continues to shift positions trying to get comfortable. Grunts of pain and small gasps escape her mouth as she startles awake.

"Soda?" She asks confusedly as she rubs her eyes.

"Hey Sug." I tell her as I sit on the bed.

"What ya doin in here?"

"Just checkin on ya." I tell her.

"I'm okay." Sugar states to me as she pulls her long hair into a ponytail.

"I know your not but that's your opinion."

"Is it supper yet?" She ask. She's changing the subject. She's hurting badly but she won't talk to anyone about it. Dal is who she trusts the most besides Ponyboy.

I'm not gonna lie it hurts me to know that she don't trust me enough to tell me the truth. "No, not yet." I tell her.

"I'm gonna go for a walk." She tells me standing up.

"Not alone." I tell her sternly.

Sugars Pov.

Standing up as Soda tells me what I can't do. Ugh, brothers am I right?

"I can and I will." I stubbornly tell him. My body aches as I walk out of my bedroom that I share with Darry.

"Sugar." He shouts at me. I cringe at the sound of Sodapop's raised voice. "You are not going alone."

"Just leave me alone!" I scream.

I realize this is Sodas and I's first fight. It scares me to think that there's gonna be more after this. "I can't do that." He tells me.

Screaming as I stomp my foot. Pain erupts throughout my whole body. Scrunching down as I take slow and even breathes. "Sugar, you okay?" I hear Pony ask.

"I'm fine. Just leave me alone." I tell him with no emotion.

"Now come on you can talk to me." He gently tells me.

"I don't wanna talk. I just wanna be left alone where I can actually be by myself." I limp towards the front door. Letting it shut with a slam as I sit on the steps. Hissing as my face throbs with pain. Tenderly holding my hand to my face I begin to cry. Small sobs rack my shoulders as my lips quiver. Holding my other hand to my mouth to quiet my sobs.

I sit on the steps watching the world go by, waiting for it to change. Its never gonna it's always gonna be Greasers and Socs. Socs beating up greasers. Rumble after rumble to fight for dominance. I hate that. I hate this place. But most of all I'm beginning to hate myself.

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