Just yours?

Chapter 10

The party was intense. We got so drunk, and I don't even think we realized it. We went outside back in the house, drank some more. By that time, it was almost 3am. Soda and I tried to talk to eachother, but we were so wasted we rested on the couch. Two-bit offered me more food, but there was no way I was going to have it. How was I even going to get home?

"Can you get up Val?" Soda tried to wake me up from my near sleep. "Wanna go to my room?"

I nodded, figuring I almost had to leave anyways. But I knew that if we got up and left everyone would notice, but I realized that everyone had left except for Darry, Pony, and Dallas.

"Where did everyone go?" I rubbed my eyes.

"They left, but don't worry you can stay," Ponyboy said, and he looked so tired but it seemed like he didn't mind.

Soda and I got up and went to his room and I watched Dally take another smoke. "Gosh Dallas do you ever quit?" Nobody knew how much I hated smoking. Dally just looked up to me and blew his smoke in my face. I rolled my eyes at him and he told me "don't knock it till you try it" He laughed and me and soda went into his room.

We sat on his bed, and Soda had this sad look on his eyes. How could he be upset when we were having so much fun?

"Nothing Val." He told me in a stern voice.

"Seriously, what's wrong" I just had to know.

"I said it's nothing!" He was actually getting angry.

I didn't say anything , just looked at the window.

"Sorry," he said giving me a hug. "It's just that I have a lot going on right now." I just nodded. When did Soda not have a lot going on?

"It's whatever, you staying over ?" Soda pulled out a box of cigarettes and put them on the table next to him. "I can't. Smoking a lot too now?" I laughed a little.

"Shut up Valerie" he said, and not in a joking way. People could be cranky while drunk. But Soda seemed more like a sloppy drunk than an angry drunk. 

"You wanna know something crazy?" Soda said, sounding more happy.

"What?" Of course expecting Soda to say something ridiculous.

"I like to sing." He confessed.

"Oh get out. That's like saying Dally likes to read," it was mean, but it was true.

"Yep, I'm gonna sing at our wedding," Soda pulled his hair back. He sighed, "a man can dream right?"

"Soda you know I'm vowed against marriage right?" It was true, after seeing that every marriage ends in divorce I'm sworn against it.  Even though my parents weren't divorcing, they were seriously unhappy and probably only staying together because of me. My head hurt so bad like a brick had been thrown and shattered my skull. Migraines were pretty often these days. 

"Val, what are you going to do after high school?" I was a little thrown off by the question, but I knew exactly what the answer was.

"Go to college of course! Even if I didn't want to go, I'm forced by parents." A second after saying that I felt bad , knowing Soda had to drop out of school. By the look of his face he seemed to understand. He always told me that he didn't care that he dropped out because he wasn't smart, but I think he felt otherwise. 

"Yeah, like faraway? It would kinda stink having you leave all of us." He looked sad. Even he knew I wouldn't come back to Tulsa. I wanted to go to college in New York or Illinois. Those were my dream places to live. I remember visiting there and being so in love with the area. Oklahoma just wasn't it for me.

"Yeah, I think I'm going to college in New York and I don't think I will come back." It hurt me so much to say that, but it was the truth. I wasn't going to lie to Soda.

"Yeah I figured, but at least we can enjoy the time now," he gave me a weak smile. I closed my eyes and we rested in silence.