Suicidal Pony (An Outsiders FanFic)

The Final Act

This is the last chapter! Thank you all for 200+ reads! It's not as much as my other fanfics, but it's still good :) Enjoy the chapter, and stay gold!

Oh, and if blood isn't you thing, sorta don't read the Steve POV...

Ponyboy's POV
I've been walking around town for at least two hours, which means it's around five in the morning. The sun was coming up, but the golden colored sky seemed to have lost all its magic. Walking with my head down, I headed to my favorite spot to think.
It was a red bridge, with peeling paint. Not that big, and seemed like it would collapse soon. I know it's not the safest place, but I loved it.
Today, I couldn't get my brothers off my mind, and needed somewhere to just relax.
When I reached the old, broken bridge, I slipped my legs threw a triangular hole. And sat down on one of the bars. I looked at my wrist, the one with the large scab on it. I looked at my pocket, where the blade was held.
I took out the blade.
Slice
Brother is dead.
Slice
My brother is in jail.
Slice
It's all my fault.
Slice
Slice
Slice
All. My. Fault.
I looked at all the slices on my wrist, as they started to bleed. I was so dizzy, I didn't hear the orange mustang pull up, or the snickering of approaching Socs. I felt a shove, and looked down to see I was falling into the river. But there never was a splash. Instead, there was a sickening crack as my body hit a rock, and my last sight was the water if the local stream running red...

Steve's POV (MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *cough* *cough* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

You have been warned.)

I walked back into the hospital, and put my most innocent face on.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hi. What can I help you with?" The receptionist asked. She was pretty. Brown, straight shortish hair. Her name tag read "Destiny"
"May I see the doctor who was taking care of Sodapop Curtis?"
Destiny smiled a sympathetic smile. "Yes. He is in his office. Third door on the right."
"Can you please come with me? I don't want to walk into the wrong room. Again..." I tried hard to look as sheepish as possible.
"Sure. Follow me."
I followed Destiny to a room that said "Doctor Pinard". When we walked in, Dr. Pinard was sitting in an office chair, looking at some files.
"Doctor, this boy is here to see y-"
I shut the door and locked it. Both woman looked at me.
"What are you doing." Dr. Pinard asked, looking at me from over her glasses.
"It's your fault. All your fault! Why didn't you save him?!"
"Son, relax. Take deep breaths. I know it's hard to loose someone but-" Destiny was cut off by a knife being lodged into her chest. She fell to the ground with a thump.
Wasting no time, Dr. Pinard ran over to the door, but didn't get the chance to unlock it before I took the knife out of Destiny's corps and lodged it in her skull.
They must pay.
They must pay.
They all must pay!
I stormed out of the room, slamming it behind me. With a knife in my hand, I left the hospital and went to the Soc part of town. A few approached me immediately, but I killed them without a second thought.
They must pay.
A five more came up while some ran screaming. I sliced them into pieces.
They must pay.
A few cop cars pulled up, and I ran to the three Socs who called them, and repeatedly stabbed them.
They all must pay!
The cops got out, and I ran at them. I suddenly stopped.
But I didn't want to stop! My body wasn't obeying me!
Something warm ran down my chest. I looked down to see a small red spot, slowly grow bigger as my bullet wound bled.
I dropped my knife.
My legs gave out.
And I slowly... Closed... My eyes...

Darry's POV
Trapped. I was trapped. Caged like an animal. I couldn't stand it!
"Darrel Curtis?"
I sat up.
"That's me." I told the warren.
"We have some bad news. Your brother, Ponyboy, was killed. He was found dead in the Oklahoma river (don't judge I suck at Social Studies)."
"..."
"Sir?"
"..."
The warren unlocked my door and walked in.
"Are you oka-"
I don't know what came over me, but instead of crying, I jumped up and attacked the burly man in front of me.
I was strong, but he was stronger.
I punched, and he punched harder.
I felt blood dripping off my face as I got beat up by the man. I covered up my face, but he just slugged me in the chest.
My lungs stopped working.
My heart stopped beating.
And the world disappeared.
Just. Like. Magic.

Two-Bit's POV
My mom was dead. All my friends were dead. I had nothing in this world.
But I had to stay strong.
I stayed strong for Pony. For Steve. For my mom.
Oh, wait.
There was no one to stay strong for, so I didn't. Most days I just sat in my bed and cried. Somedays, I didn't even eat. It wasn't with it. There was no one left.
There had to be some meeting in life, I mean come on! A girl? Nope. Friends? Dead. Family? Ain't got none.
I used to think Johnny was unfortunate, but when I look in the mirror, I realized he was lucky. Lucky to be released from this miserable world. I would love to be lucky. But I never have been.
Of course, there's always a way.
No, Keith, you can't. You need to stay strong.
For who? Who should I stay strong for?
Come on buddy, don't give up! You have the rest of your life ahead of you!
I stood on the edge of a cliff. I had dragged my lazy butt out of bed to go watch a sun rise. But when I looked down, I didn't see death, I saw release. Release from this pain and sorrow.
Don't do it...
I didn't listen. I never listened. Not even to myself.
Everything I had ever done was for the gang, or my mum. Now they're all gone.
I didn't scream as I slowly slid off the cliff.
They're all gone, and so am I.