That Nerd?/ Ponyboy x Reader

Chap.20

I felt a heavy ice pack on my forehead as everything came into focus.

"Dumbass! You don't hit girls!" I heard Twobit snap.

"I didn't hit her. I was just tryna get her to stay." Ponys voice trembled. He sounded as if he was crying, or had been.

"Pony, you can't do that ethier." Soda sighed.

"You do when you and Sandy fight!" Pony snapped.

"Me and Sandy are different. She's my girlfriend. Y/n isn't property." Soda replied.

"So Sandy is?" Dally chuckled.

"Not what I meant." Soda grumbled.

"Anyways... you just better hope she dosent have a concussion or anything serious, Ponyboy." Darry said.

"I already feel bad!" Pony sobbed.

"Well you should." Steve snapped at him.

I was much too gone out to join in the conversation.

"Come on Guys. He didn't mean to." Johnny said quietly.

"Ok. Ok. Pony... I'm sorry you're fucking retarded." Steve said.

I heard a crash and the sound of wrestling.

"Boys!" Darry yelled.

The rustling stopped.

"This is serious, guys. If she's hurt-"

"I get it! I'm a bad person!" Pony snapped.

"No, you just do dumb things." Dally chuckled. I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"You're one to talk." Soda shot at him.

"SHUT up! You are giving me headaches." Steve snapped.

It grew quiet and I took that as my cue.

"P...pony." I managed to call out.

There was shuffling and whispers before the bedroom door opened to reveal Ponyboy, eyes red and puffy with a tear stained face.

He gave me a weak smile and I swallowed.

"Look y/n. I'm sorry." He said as he shut the door.

"I don't know what you want me to say... now grab My bags." I snapped, sitting up.

"You can't be serious!" He exclaimed.

"Oh, but i am. You don't want it need me here and you're too scared to say it." I laughed coldly.

"That's not true at all!" He cried.

"Yeah? Then what do you want, Ponyboy!?" I yelled.

He grew quiet for a second as I waited for an answer.

"You. Us." He said simply, his voice shaking.

"You sure as hell don't show it." I laughed.

"What do I have to do to prove myself to you?!" He yelled.

"Maybe act like you're not my dad and be a controlling bastard would be a start!" I snapped.

"I'm not controlling! I'm looking out for because..." He exhaled and ran a hand through his hair, "because I realized love is sacrifice and I would do anything to see you happy, even if it meant me not being." He sighed.

I shot him a glare before snatching up my things and pushing past him, out the door.

"Dally, can you drive me home?" I asked, the whole gang quiet.

"But-"

"Dally! Please take me home." I said as tears started to roll down my cheeks.

He sighed and snatched his keys from the table, making our way out the door.