Evil Like Me(The Outsiders Fanfiction)

Edge of Town, 12:00am

(Steve's POV)

I dragged my feet home from my 'party-shift' at the gas station. My mom was going to kill me. I hadn't realized how long I was gone. I felt bad about not inviting Sodapop though, but everyone knew how strict Darry can be when it comes to being the man of the Curtis house. The small town was almost deserted. There were a good number of cars, though. I was too tired to think of what hub-caps I would want to get my hands on. I walked back towards our territory. Trees replaced buildings and overgrown grass replaced the concrete sidewalk. God, it was freezing. I crossed my arms and started walking faster. However, I heard someone--no--a group of people running after me.

I smirked and turned around to face four Socs, though that was partly an assumption because I could only see so much in the dark. It wasn't exactly my preferred time to fight, but I'd take it. I could help but often boast about how many Socs I could hold off with just a broken glass bottle. Except, I didn't have a weapon this time. One of the Socs had a short metal chain and another had a poorly hidden switchblade. The odds were always against me at a time I needed it most. Nevertheless, I kept my cocky attitude.

"You all look prepared. Sheesh, am I that special that you've gotta jump me in the middle of the night with weapons? You Socs really are cowards." I chuckled. 

The two without weapons ran at me. They must be planning something. Trying something new to use for a rumble? No, it was too strange of a time and these two were running straight at me, not bothering to zig-zag or prepare to dodge. This'll be a somewhat easy fight if they're that stupid. I punched them both in the face a the same time and grabbed the two by their necks before they could run away. I smacked both of their skulls together and they were knocked out. 

Next was that switchblade Soc. Whoever he was, he meant business. He aimed for all my vitals, slashing around like a maniac. I did notice, however, that the Soc with the chain was gone. I wasn't sure if he had ran away and didn't have time to think about it for too long. My focus was on the switchblade Soc. 

Suddenly, something was wrapped around my neck. I tried to look down at it, but had to assume it was the chain. That was it, they intended to kill me. Well, I wasn't going down without a fight. I grabbed the chain around my neck and tried to pull it away. No luck, the Soc behind me only made it tighter. Struggling was no use too, as it caused more pain to try to get out than just to stay there helpless. In its panic for survival, my brain refused to brainstorm any more ideas. 

The chain was getting tighter.

The switchblade Soc tackled me and pinned me to the ground. I fought harder to breath and was surprised that my neck hadn't snapped yet. Yet? No, of course I'm not going to die! Right here and right now? No! I thrashed around like a worm stuck under a shoe. I haven't become a mechanic yet! I haven't been the best man at Sodapop's wedding yet! I can't have my future stolen from me!

My parents...

The gang...

I can't just die! I always tried to lightened the mood for my whole family. Sure, I wasn't the smartest or strongest, but all I wanted was to have a good time. 

The chain got tighter. I heard the switchblade Soc say, "Do it! Kill him now!"

"I'm not ready yet!" I choked out.

It got tighter.

"I'm... not ready!"

Tighter.

"I-I'm not..."

A bright shining light appeared. It beckoned me to it. I knew what it was. It was death that beckoned me closer.

"I..."

I surrendered myself, unable to hold my breath any longer.