I can't move, can't breath and I think I'm going to die. I am filled with immense pain and fear. I hear a faint voice that I vaguely recognize and someone is shaking me. I open my eyes and see my older brother, Sodapop with a concerned yet terrified look on his face.
"Ponyboy, can you hear me?" He says with a shaken voice. I look around and realize that I'm in my bedroom and it appears to be the middle of the night. Soda turns my head to face him and my eyes start to spill tears. He grabs me and pulls me into a tight hug and rubs my hair.
" Shhh, it's okay Baby , it was just a nightmare. You're safe now," He says gently. I hear footsteps coming down the hall and my bedroom door flies open. My oldest brother, Darry, was standing in the doorway but came running over to the bedside. He sits on the bed and puts a hand on my shoulder.
"Easy now Pony. Just try and go back to sleep and if you want, we can talk about it in the morning, okay?" Darry says calmly. I feel confused but I can still remember what I was dreaming about. I know that I won't forget this dream for a long time or maybe I never will. I nod and lie back down. Soda does the same and Darry goes back into his room and I eventually drift away with Soda by my side, rubbing circles around my back.
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The next morning, I find Soda's side of the bed empty and I assume that he just went into the kitchen or living room before I woke up. I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling and grow annoyed with myself. I thought about last night and felt stupid and embarrassed. Why did I always have to have nightmares? Why can't I just be normal and not have to worry about waking up in the middle of night screaming or crying or both? Tears began to form in my eyes and I began to hate myself more and more the longer I laid there. My head is pounding and I'm still tired. I hear someone walking down the hallway and I quickly shut my eyes and pretend to be sleeping. My door creaks open and I feel the presence of someone behind me. They shake my shoulder gently but I don't respond." Hey Ponyboy, hon you awake?" They say quietly. I instantly recognize the voice being Soda's. When I don't reply, he walks around to the other side of the bed to face me. He rubs my shoulder for a minute and then puts his palm up against my forehead. He probably thinks that I might be getting sick because I usually don't sleep so deeply or so late for that matter. He sighs, kisses me on the forehead, and walks out of the room after carefully closing the door. I heaved a sigh of relief and continue to lie there. I know that I probably should have responded to him so he doesn't worry but I just wanted to be left alone. Soda doesn't need my drama to deal with anyway. I stay there and close my eyes. Darkness eventually consumes me and I fall back asleep.
A/N
I'm writing this after I've already finished the book and I realize that this part is not the best. Please keep in mind that this is the first time that I've written on wattpad. I promise that the story does improve!!!
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The Outsiders: Nothing Left
FanfictionAfter the tragic deaths of Johnny and Dally, Ponyboy is broken. He doesn't know how to end his suffering and it's tearing him apart. One night, Ponyboy has a nightmare that will make him question if life is worth living. Will Ponyboy be able to surv...