In Vietnam

Captivity

Soda's POV
When I wake up, I'm in a room similar to Pony's, except this one is darker. My head is hurting something awful right now.

I adjust to my surroundings and see that there's a stack of corpses in the corner of the room. I gag and close my eyes, the image of those corpses in my mind.

Then, I hear a squeaking sound, and the door opens. A big man comes into the room, and in that moment, I recognize the guy to be one of Ponyboy's captors. I glare at him as he comes over to me. He doesn't say anything; just takes out his knife and drags it across my cheek. I have to bite back a groan. He doesn't stop there. He moves down to my neck. Slice. Then to my chest. Slice. When he's satisfied, he leaves, and he doesn't come back for a while. I can feel the blood trickling down my face and my body, and I can't help but wonder if this is how Pony felt. Alone and afraid, with the feeling that no one is going to come and save me.

Darry's POV

The ambush was over pretty fast, and we go back to our normal routine. But then I realize that Soda is nowhere to be found.

"Hey guys..."

Two-Bit asks, "What's up, Darry?"

"Did you guys see where Soda went?"

Steve says, "No. Last time I saw him was right before we were ambushed. Shit...."

Oh God. I hope Soda didn't get taken, too. But one look at the guys, and I'm pretty sure he got taken. Before we can think anymore, Johnny says, "Guys, come here."

We walk over to where Johnny's squatting down, looking horrified. I look, and there's a small puddle of blood.

"Jesus Christ..."

I ask, "Is that Soda's?"

Johnny responds, "Looks like it."

I sigh. This shouldn't be happening. Pony should be watching movies and sunsets, Soda & Steve working at the DX, Two-Bit cracking jokes, Johnny & Dally going to the movies, and me roofing houses.

Steve curses under his breath. "Fuck."

We stand there for a minute, figuring out what we should do when we hear a huge and bigger boom than before. We all sigh. Another day, another million ambushes.

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Soda's POV

Ugh...I feel terrible. When I try to open my eyes, I'm unable to. Both my eyes are swollen shut. I listen, and the door creaks open. The guy come in again, and I can tell he has something in his hands. Then, a sharp pain goes through my side. It's a whip. He hits me again.

And again.

And again.

I try to keep in my screams, but I'm completely unable to. I let out a few screams, but that only causes him to whip me harder.

He says something in Vietnamese and then in American, he says, "You Americans never learn."

I mentally roll my eyes.

He walks away then, and for a minute I think I'm safe. But then he comes back and drenches me in water. Uh-oh.

He takes his cattle prod and electrocutes me. I twitch and twitch until he's done. When he is done, he starts punching and kicking me. I can feel myself fading fast, and I go unconscious. This time, I don't wake up.
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A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short. The story should start picking up next chapter, and hopefully, it'll be longer. Stay Gold peeps💛

~Liz~