Can You Keep A Secret? (The Outsiders Fan Fiction)

Chapter 24

Sadie’s P.O.V

It took me longer than anyone else to realize what had just happened.

But when Soda leaped to his feet, cheering loudly beside me, I realized she was safe at home.

The pure excitement that filled up inside of me spread warmth throughout my entirety and a happiness that satisfied my nerves.

Once everyone made up their minds to be happy that Rosey won, the crowd had erupted in a mass of joy.

Once the crowds were clearing out, all of us started to leave too.

I knew Johnny was staying behind, so he could wait for Rosey.

The rest of us began walking back, Soda and I farther behind side by side.

I was thinking about baseball, and how fucked up the rules were and I was wondering why it was so god damn complicated, when suddenly Soda stopped, dropping my hand.

I turned around shaken from my thoughts.

I stared at him confused.

“I’m in love with you,” he said quietly.

“Soda,” I said.

“I am,” his eyes sparkled a shade of impossible brown.

He was staring at me, and his jaw line tensed.

“I’m not going to deny that I’m completely in love with you, and I know it’ll be complicated and there will be hurdles to jump, and I can’t always please you, but I am in love with you and I’m hoping to God you’re in love with me too.”

“Soda,” I said again, because I didn’t know what else to say.

And then I kissed him because there was no way I could’ve returned the favour in any better way. I felt him smiling in the kiss and I knew we had to stop encase Rosey or Johnny were to appear.

I pulled away even though I really didn’t want to.

And then we were walking again, and I was wondering how anything could ruin my mood now.

Rosemarie’s P.O.V

I read the day as fiction rather than fact because I still couldn’t fathom that I had won the baseball game for my team.

My team welcomed me to the group quickly and treated me as an equal.

They congratulated me, and I thanked them, deciding I wanted to leave as soon as possible.

I quickly hurried towards the exit, precisely where Johnny said he’d meet me.

He was alone, not facing me, somewhat hunched over. But I could tell it was him.

I smirked, running over and grabbing him from behind.

He basically jumped out of his skin, his breathing became shallow, but he didn’t even smile when he saw me.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, confused by the sudden anger in his eyes.

He didn’t speak.

“Johnny?” I repeated, slightly concerned.

Nothing.

“Whatever it is you know you can-“

“They were kissing,” he interjected, such bitterness in his voice it startled me.

“What?” I asked incredulously.

Johnny’s chest rose and fell in lurches, his breathing uneven.