The outsiders: A fight for survival

A day in Tulsa

All rights go to S.E Hinton, this is just a fan fiction I'm writing!

My name is Darrel Shaynne Curtis Jr. "Darry" for short, I am 20 years old and I live in a small town called Tulsa Oklahoma with my two kid brothers ponyboy and sodapop I'm like a father figure to them as I have been taking care of both of them since our parents died in a car accident. Those two mean everything to me although we constantly fight and argue a lot that doesn't mean I don't love them as they are all I have left.

Sodapop dropped out of high school when he was only 16 and I was furious when I found out about it, times were hard enough already and when he goes and does something like that it's just plain dumb and unbelievable.

Now he's working at the local gas station called the DX with his best friend Steve Randle attracting every pretty girl in all of Tulsa. My younger brother ponyboy is 14, our parent's deaths hit him the hardest. He brings home good grades and I know he's got what it takes to do anything he puts his mind to but sometimes he just lacks common sense.

Now a little bit about Tulsa it's not the greatest town in the world but it's our home and I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. The one thing that's really noticeable is how we are split into two groups, there are the rich upper class kids called the socials or 'socs' for short and then the greasers, lower class kids known by their long greasy hair. What worries me about this is that turf wars, fights, and rumbles commonly erupt around the city and ponyboy loves going out with his friends.

I can't always be there with him but there have been countless times when I have had to go and pull him out of a tight spot with the rest of his friends. His best friend is a shy quite kid named Johnny Cade who is two years older than ponyboy. There wasn't single moment where they weren't together.

The rest of the people in the gang who were always at our house were two-bit Matthews who was 18 a joker who loved to shoplift, smoke, and drink and to my knowledge was always flirting with girls both greaser and soc alike. You would think he was a serious fellow if you saw him walking down the street but he was as silly as they come and he loved Micky mouse, he constantly watches it when he comes over.

Next was Dallas Winston who was 17 and damn you could write an entire book about him, he was known everywhere for his bad reputation, he was a hood a fighter a lover a drinker a smoker a flirt a player you name it and he probably did it. Even if he was all those things he was always there when we needed him, if you were his friend you can count on him to have your back especially in a fight.

He was constantly getting arrested and we usually went to bail him out or just visit him, the things he was arrested for weren't that big of a deal either well to us anyway, just the usual shoplifting and bar fights or small brawls.

And that was everyone just me my two younger brothers soda and pony, soda's best friend steve, pony's best friend Johnny, two-bit and Dallas, that was the gang we have been through thick and thin bad and good but we were still like family we always stuck together.

This is our story.....

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DARRY'S POV:

It was a quite evening in Tulsa I had just came back from work the house was empty and it was a mess, the gang must have been there earlier so I cleaned up a bit turned on the TV and decided to make something to eat.

I opened the fridge to see what was inside, there were was some leftover chicken and some pork chops, I decided to cool the pork chops I seasoned them and added a sauce to them. I had learned how to cook from my mom before she died she didn't teach me but I saw how she seasoned and marinated food to make it taste delicious. Of course I can't cook as well as she could but it wasn't awful either.

While I was cooking I turned towards the TV which was showing footage from the ongoing war in Vietnam. It was a difficult thing to see there had just recently been a huge war and now there was another one, all this fighting and for what it doesn't solve anything. Just two sides going at each other killing one another, and they weren't the ones who felt pain their loved ones were gonna have to deal with their sons or husbands not being with them anymore.

Mounds of dead soldiers were shown on television, just then ponyboy and Johnny walked in and I quickly switched off the TV they didn't need to see that.

"Darry..."

"Ponyboy! Johnny!" I turned off the stove and ran to help them

"what happened to you guys, ponyboy your arm it's bleeding damn it"

"They jumped me and pony Darry we were walking back from Dairy Queen and socs jumped us they cut up pony's arm real bad!"

We were all startled by a window in the living room shattering and we saw a rock about the size of a baseball land inside, I went out to see who had thrown it.

"Stupid greasers next time you won't get away whoooo hahahaha!"

Damn socs threw it once I went outside they were already driving away.

I went back inside to check on Johnny and pony,

"Johnny we have to get pony to the hospital help me left him careful with his arm."

"I got it Darry don't worry"

We got in my truck and I drove pony to the emergency room.

"Johnny what exactly happened tell me everything!"

"Ok well we had just gotten a bite to eat and out of nowhere these three big soc kids started following us we started running but one of them slashed pony's arm with a blade, once they did that they ran back and we came here, pony left a path of blood Darry that's how they knew where we were."

"How much blood did he lose?"

"It was a lot look at his hoodie it's soaked with blood."

"Ah geez we have to hurry!"

We finally arrived at the hospital and we got pony into the emergency room.

"Please hurry doc he's my kid brother don't let anything happen to him."

"Don't you worry son we'll do the best we can, he's losing a lot of blood though you might wanna stay here we might need a blood transfusion."

I haven't had this feeling since my parents died, damn socs were gonna pay for this.