The life of love.

Ponyboy 's Birthday.

Darry's​ POV.
I was so happy. It was July 9, 1970 Friday night. It was Ponyboys eighteenth birthday. I was so proud of him. He was so scatter brained at fourteen years old we all swore it would have taken a miracle for him to survive until sixteen.He has been jumped three times since then. He was seriously hurt. He was jumped by the police for being at a peace rally fighting for people's rights and protesting the war. They arrested him at sixteen years old. I had to come bail him and Johnny out. Johnny was in there for assault to a officer. He was actually in there for protecting his boyfriend. So I understand that. It has been hard to continue on like this. But it has been worth it. Dally said" Hey Princess can you go and get us some more coke and seven up? We are all out." I looked up from where I was sipping a beer and talking to Pony. I said" Sure baby. Give me the money." He handed me a twenty and I walked a little bit down the street to The Village Corner store. I walked in and the bell rang. I said"Hi Larry. How are you?" He smiled at me and said"Hey Darry. I'm well. How's the family? That baby sure is cute." I smiled and said" They are doing well. Thanks. See ya!" I walked out and was headed home singing an Elvis Presley song.  A black car pulled up right outside the lot. I was almost home when the car pulled up and the person grabbed me. I was hit until I passed out. When I came to Paul was on top of me. I was drunk and disoriented. He was sweating and moaning. Telling​ me how perfect I am and how he can't wait to see his baby inside me. Then he hit me again and threw me out next to the library. I walked three miles to get home. I arrived an hour and fifteen minutes later. I was so scared and confused. I went and fell asleep on the sofa. The next morning I woke up with Dally draped across me like a blanket and Eric was sitting up looking at us. Not crying or anything. Just staring at me and his daddy. Dally woke up and hugged me. I was so scared ​to tell em the truth. I waited two weeks. Then I had a nightmare. Dally had a black eye from me hitting him in my sleep. I felt so guilty. Then I took a pregnancy test. The  test results were positive. I broke down in tears. I cried so hard I made myself puke. Dally comforted me while we discussed what to do next. We had to abort the fetus. I couldn't tolerate that man's child inside me. We were going to have the abortion and the doctor said" If I hadn't have done this. You would have died. Especially with the pregnancy being so close to the last one six months before. " I was so hurt and traumatized that I had to spend two months in a hospital. I tried to leap off my roof. And Soda came over and talked me down. I spent the night on the sofa in my little brother's​ arms. Dally was working late that night. Soda stayed with me. I'm so lucky to have a brother like him. Dally took me to the police station and made me file a restraining order on Paul so he couldn't come near me. He violated his parole and now he got locked back up.