The Outsiders: Nothing Left

Chapter 4

Ponyboy's POV

     I woke up covered in sweat all around me. I tried to ignore it and fall back asleep but I felt too gross and uncomfortable to drift away again. I eventually gave up and I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to take a cold shower. When I got into the bathroom I looked in the mirror I was shocked. My face was extremely pale, almost green and I had dark circles under my eyes. "Man I look like shit," I mumbled to myself. I was kind of annoyed now because I actually might be getting sick. If Darry found out, there would be no chance of me leaving the house for the next few days. Luckily Darry and Soda are both at work so I don't have to worry about that right now.

     I went over to the shower to turn on the water and then took off my clothes. I stepped in and let the cool water pour over me. I felt better already. I know a lot of people don't like cold showers but I love them. My brothers hate them but something about the icy feeling surrounding you relaxes me.

      After a few minutes, I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around myself and headed to my room. Soda's laundry was still all over the floor so I almost tripped over them when I made my way to our closet. I soon remembered that I never heard Soda come to bed last night so I guess he slept on the couch or something like that. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a short black shirt that showed off my muscles. When I finished getting dressed, I went back into the bathroom to grease my hair.

   When I finished, I went into the living room and tried watching TV but I got bored so I tried reading a book. I still couldn't focus with all of the thoughts in my head so I went into my room and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen. I wanted to write a note just in case they got back before me so Darry doesn't freak. I wrote,

     Dear Soda and Darry,
    I went out for a bit to clear my head. I don't know when I'll be back but I have my blade so don't worry. Love you guys.
                                           -Ponyboy

   I took the note and placed it by the coffee table so they could see it when they came home. I grabbed my blade and put on my shoes. I didn't feel like grabbing a coat so I headed out the door.

I started walking down the street when of course I spotted a red mustang heading in my direction. Why can't I just have one walk in peace? The car pulled up to me and I put my hand by my pocket to feel my switchblade inside. Four Socs that I didn't recognize got out and I could smell the alcohol from where I stood. I guess it's never too early for these assholes to start drinking.

"Heya greaser," The brown haired one said. "Maybe we should help you with your long greasy hair," He smiled wickedly. I pulled out my switchblade but before I could do anything the four of them had me pinned against the ground. He pulled out his own blade and cut deep into my arm. I screamed in pain but they shoved a rag in my mouth that made me gag.

" Where's your greaser friends to help ya now?" He laughed as he kicked my side. " It's a good thing they're dead because now there's just less pieces of trash on the street ." That set me off. I mustered as much strength as I could and pushed the Soc off of me. I grabbed his blade and pointed it at the group of boys. One tried to tackle me but I slashed his shoulder. The other boys ran while their friend lied there. I kicked him hard in the side and threw the switchblade down on the ground. My nose was bleeding and dripping on the ground from them pushing me to the ground and my arm was killing me. I left the Soc lying there writhing in pain.

I stumbled down the street and eventually made it home. I went through the front door and headed to my room. Nobody was here yet so I didn't have to explain anything which was fine by me. I am just so tired of living like this. Nothing is ever easy for me. I went over to my nightstand and threw my book Gone With The Wind against the wall. It fell to the ground with a loud thud. It reminded me too much of Johnny. I wanted to feel pain just to ease the anger and frustration that I already had. I stood in front of the wall and hit my head hard against it. For some reason it felt good. My nose and arm were still bleeding but I didn't care. I hit my head a few more times and I thought about everyone that I've lost. Mom, Dad, Johnny, and Dally. All the emotions from losing them, from the Socs testing my sanity, and everything else were just pouring out of me. I fell to the ground and sat up against the wall. My head was was pounding not only from me hitting my head but also from the pure heartache that filled my thoughts. I felt numb and I didn't want to move so I just sat there. " I just want this to stop," I cried. Maybe if I just fall asleep here, I won't have to wake up ever again. Soon enough, I eventually drifted off to sleep with tears spilling down my face.

A/N
Sorry this chapter isn't very good and fast paced. I'm still a little new to writing story's for others to read but if you have any suggestions of what you want to happen next, let me know!! 😊🦄