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Chapter 5

Soda, Darry, and I walked out of mine and Soda's room and met Mrs. Reems in the living room. Darry carried the suitcase full of my belongings, and sat it down beside me. "Where are you takin' him?" Soda growled. "We are going to come visit him tomorrow." I had never seen Soda so angry. Mrs. Reems shakes her head, as she stands beside me. "You are not aloud to visit or hear from Ponyboy until the court case next week." She informed him. "You're kiddin' me!" Soda yelled. He was looking at Mrs. Reems with disgust. Darry quickly grabbed Soda's arm and gave him the look. Soda and I both knew what that look meant all too well. It meant, "You'd better stop it before you get us in anymore trouble than we are already in." Soda sighed, and sat down on the couch. "I'm afraid we have to go." Mrs. Reems told my brothers. "Darrel, I can call you tommorrow and give you more information if you'd like. Darry nodded his head. "Yes." He responded simply. His voice was hoarse. She nodded. "Thank you." Darry said. "Of course." Mrs. Reems replied. Soda stands up and hands me my jacket. I manage to get it on. The cold air outside hits me as Mrs. Reems opens and front door. She gives me a small push, causing me to walk out the door. Darry and Soda follow me out to the car. Darry walks me over the other side of the car, and Soda follows close behind. "Just one week, and then you'll be home Ponyboy." Darry assures me. I can't say anything. "I love you Pone." Soda whispers, as he pulls me into a hug. I feel Darry wrap his arms around Soda and I and hug us tightly. I can't speak or say anything, so I just stay silent. Darry's big hand on my shoulder let's me know that it is time to go. I sigh deeply as he leads me to the backseat of the car. I reluctantly get in, and Mrs. Reems closes the door behind me. I look up and Soda and Darry, and they look back. Soda mouths something to me, but I can't tell what he's saying. I hear the car crank. As we begin to slowly drive away, it really hits me. I'm being taken away from my brothers. I know I shouldn't. Greasers don't espescially not in front of strangers, but as we drive away and my brothers get smaller and smaller on the street, I cried. As I rode in the car, I let the tears fall. I noticed Mrs. Reems catching glimpses of me in the mirrr, so I quickly wiped my eyes with my sleeves. I blinked and looked down at my lap. I didn't want to believe that this was actually happening. I wanted it all the be a bad dream. I wanted to go back to the night Johnny killed that Soc. I wanted to go back just so that I could have stayed home that night, and none of this would have been happening. "This is all your fault Ponyboy." I told myself. I took a shaky breath. I could still feel the lump in my throat, and it seemed like I just couldn't swallow it down. I hear Mrs. Reems clear her throat. I look up. "Are you alright Ponyboy?" She asks. I don't trust my voice at the moment, so I don't answer. To my luck, she doesn't ask the question again. I look out the window and try to imagine what the boys home will be like. I notice that this part of town is a lot nicer than where I live. There is no trash on the streets and there are no broken windows or doors on the houses. I sigh. I finger with the door handle, wondering if I can jump out of the car. I could just run, and run, and run, and then maybe they would leave me and my brothers alone. I'm brought back from my thoughts as Mrs. Reems pulls the car into a parking lot and cuts the engine off. I look through the windshield and see a big brick building with a high metal fence surrounding it.