⤷Steve's P.O.V
We found Soda lying on the ground all beat up and bloody. He was unconscious so we took him to his house which wasn't very far. Two-bit and I had gone the long way around because of the crazy traffic so it took us FOREVER to get to my place, which is about 3 blocks from the curtis'. And Two-bit wanted to stop for a snack and a case of beer. But when we found Soda, I felt sick to my stomach. He got beat something bad, he had cuts and bruises everywhere.
Two had ran to the store to grab ice packs and some pain killers, I gave him the money I had, which wasn't much but if it helps Soda than who cares. I washed some of his wounds, then tried to shake him to wake him up. If he had a concussion then we wouldn't want him sleeping. But it didn't seem to work. I then tried talking to him.
He moved! He groaned! He's awake! He's not dead!
I felt myself release a breath I didn't know I was holding.
"Steve?"
"Yea Soda?"
"W-what happened?"
"Oh uh, you uh you got jumped man."
Then the last thing you would expect would happen, happened.
He laughed. Sodapop laughed. For the first time in 2 months he laughed. And he laughed because he got jumped?
It got louder and louder and louder, so loud I didn't even know I was laughing too.
"Why are we laughing?" I managed to get out through little fits of laughter.
"I got jumped!"
"YEA."
"I got jumped!"
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FanfictionThis is a Stevepop story, currently paused and under editing. Without any warning or hesitation he got up from the couch, moving to stand in front of me. I sat up watching in pure curiosity. And then he got down on one knee. "Sodapop Patr...
