A/N I forgot to mention the burial in the first chapter. It was on the same day as the funeral. I don't know how I forgot. I realized it while I was writing this chapter (sorry about that).
I didn't sleep for the rest of night. I didn't want to think of the dream, but it was hard not to. I cried all night. I seen the light shine through the window. Thank God it was morning. I got up an put on some clean clothes. I walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I ran a comb through my hair and put grease in it. My eyes looked puffy and red from where I cried all night, and I had bags under my eyes. I splashed water on my face to wake myself up. It helped the puffiness but not much else.
I walked out of the bathroom and kept my head down. Two-Bit, Johnny, and Steve where in the living room watching TV, while Darry was in the kitchen making breakfast. I sat down on the couch next to Johnny, he looked up at me. "Hey Pony, you okay."
"Yeah, just didn't get much sleep last night." This wasn't a lie cause I didn't get much sleep, but I wasn't fine. I know this dream has affected me.
"Ponyboy, did you have anymore nightmares last night? You look like you didn't sleep at all." Soda asked.
"No, it just took me a while to go back to sleep." I shouldn't lie to my brothers, but they don't need anymore worries than they already have. "What was your nightmare about?" Johnny asked.
I shook my head. "I don't remember." Johnny looked at me like he didn't believe me, but shook his head. I don't know if he believed me or not. He was my best friend. We might not talk a lot, we don't need to, we know each other well enough where we don't need to talk much. It's like we know what each other is thinking. We don't have to say it. We can see it in each other's eyes. We can sense it.
To be honest I'm surprised Soda hasn't given me that same look too. Soda knows me well enough to know if I'm lying or not, but sometimes it might be hard to tell. I got up and walked into the kitchen. "What's for breakfast?"
"Eggs, bacon, and cake." Soda said, and by the looks of it he cooked. Green eggs. That's Soda for ya. Always tryin' something new. I fixed my plate and sat back down on the couch. Soda has the TV remote, but I have no idea what he's watching. Two-Bit was sitting on the floor next to Soda, and when he wasn't looking, Two-Bit took the remote out of his hands and turned it to Mickey Mouse. "Hey," Soda shouted, "I was watching that."
"Haha!" Two-Bit laughed. Soda got down and started wrestling him for the remote. "Give it back, Two-Bit!" Two-Bit laughed. Soda grabbed the remote and was trying to pry it out of Two-Bit's hands. Darry came walking into the living room and seen what was going on. "Hey you two, stop that or you'll break it."
Two-Bit and Soda stopped. "Nah, where just having a little fun." While Two was talking Soda took his chance and pried the remote from his hands. "We won't-HEY!"
"Ha." Soda laughed, and turned the TV back to what he was watching. Two-Bit just sat on the floor with with his arms crossed, occasionally sticking his tongue out at Soda when he wasn't looking, and waited till he could get the remote back.
I finished my food, so I went into the kitchen to wash the plate I used and dry the rest of the dishes that Soda had already washed. When I finished putting the dishes up I went back into the living room. Johnny had left the couch and went outside on the porch to smoke. "Hey, Johnnycake." I said, walking outside. Johnny turned to look at me. "Hey, Pone." Johnny took a drag on this cigarette. "Wanna smoke?" Johnny offered me a cigarette. I took it and lite up. Maybe it can help take my mind off of my dream.
"Me and Dal are going to the movies tonight. You wanna come?" I'm sure Darry would let me go. I don't have school tomorrow since it's the weekend. Darry let me lay out of school today because the funeral and burial yesterday. To be honest, I wanted to go to school today. I wanted to get my mind off things. I just wanted to act like everything was okay. Like everything was...normal.
"I'll have to ask Darry, but I'm sure he'd let me go since there's no school tomorrow." Johnny shook his head. I tried to blow a smoke ring, but couldn't. I got up and stuck my head through the door. "Darry, can I go to the movies tonight with Dally and Johnny?" Darry looked up from the newspaper he was reading. "Yeah, since there ain't no school tomorrow." I nodded my head and went back out to sit with Johnny.
"He said I could go." I thought for a second. "Hey where's Dal at anyways."
"He's at Bucks. We'll meat up with him later." Darry, Soda, and Steve came out of the house. They have to work, since mom and dad are gone, we need to make as much money as we can. That's why Darry had to get a second job roofing houses. And Soda has to work full time at the DX, instead of part time.
"Pony, before you leave you have to finish your chores." Darry said.
"Yeah, alright." I said, getting up and going back inside. I knew we'd probably have to leave soon, because we usually walk around town for while before going to the Nightly Double.
A few hours had passed. I got done with my chores awhile ago, so now I'm sitting on the couch with Two-Bit and Johnny, watching Mickey Mouse. "Hey, Two, do you want to come with us to the movies tonight. Me, Pony, and Dal are all goin'."
"I might. I don't have any plans tonight, besides getting rippin' roarin' drunk."
"Two-Bit your always getting drunk. Can't ya just lay off the beer for one night. Besides it's not good for ya." Two-Bit looked at me and cocked an eyebrow.
"It might not be good for me, but it makes me feel good." Me and Johnny rolled our eyes. Johnny stood up from the couch.
"We need to get going if where going to meat Dally." I got up from the couch. Johnny looked over at Two-Bit. "Are you going or not?"
"Might as well," Two-Bit got up off the couch and put his arms around Johnny and me, wagging his finger in our faces. "so I can keep you two out of trouble." I grinned, and so did Johnny. The three of us walked out of the house and went to find Dally.
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Nightmares
FanfictionPonyboy has had horrible nightmares ever since his parents died, but what where they like? Can he really remember them? How will they effect his health if he won't let anyone know what's going on? It takes a near death experience and a lot of coaxin...