Mickey?

Chapter 18

Two-bit P.O.V.

I watched as the cop put the gun right in Sophie's face, and gunshot. Kayla dropped dead right beside her brother, and I lost it. Tears just started coming out no matter how hard I tried to get them to go away. I tried hard to get to Kayla, but the guys were holding me back.

"Keith, you can't go over there, or you'll end up like 'em too," Darry said in my ear. I really had never heard him say my real name, but this was a serious time. It wasn't a time to use my funny name.

"But-but-but-" I couldn't speak. I was crying so hard that I couldn't speak. I got out of there grip and took off the opposite direction. I took off toward my house. I hadn't really been to my house since the day before Sophie got hurt. I was running back to my house. If I would have went back to the Curtis house, it would have reminded me of her, but if I go to my house, there would be nothing to remind me of her. I sprinted through my front door, past my sister and mother, and into my room. I slammed my door and fell onto my bed. My mom walked in a little while later, but I was still crying.

"Keith, what's wrong? I have never seen you cry like that before," she asked me softly.

"Sophie's gone," I sobbed.

"What do you mean? She broke up with you. I thought you two loved each other."

"No, she's gone. I wouldn't be crying this hard if she just broke up with me. I would be able to get over that."

"She passed. How?"

"She couldn't let her brother go, and some retarded cop shot her. All because of her last name I swear."

"I'm sorry Keith. I'll go make you some food. You just stay in here and calm down," she started walking out, but she stopped, "You might not want this picture on your wall. Would you like me to take it down for you?"

"No, leave it. It makes me feel like she's still here."

She nodded and walked out. I just lay there on my bed in all clothing thinking. What would have happened if the boys would have let me go? Would I be with her right now, or would I be in jail? I have so many questions that no one seems to be able to answer. I mean now we can't answer them since we left the scene. I have one more question for myself. Why didn't I got get her? Was it because I was scared, or was Darry holding me back? I grabbed my leather jacket that I had sitting on the chair and started walking out the door of my room. I walked out to the living room where my mom and sister were.

"Hey mom, I am going over to the Curtis house for a little bit."

"Okay, Keith. Tell the boys I said hi."

"I'll do that."

"Keith?" My little sister, Noel, was sitting on the floor looking up at me. I kneel beside her on the ground.

"Yes Noel?" I tried to smile, but after what just happened. That wasn't happening for me.

"Why are your eyes red?" She asked. I knew exactly why, but I couldn't tell her that. She loved seeing Sophie. Sophie would always play with her and her toys, and answer her when she had questions.

"They itched earlier, and I must have scratched them too hard. They're okay though. Go back to playing with your toys."

She nodded and went back to her toys. I walked out of the front door and headed for the Curtis house. I knocked on their door and waited. Darry opened the door for me.

"Keith?"

"Darry."

"Why are you here?"

"I seriously need a beer."

"You didn't just walk in and get one?"

"It's not the same."

"Ah. Nevermind. Go ahead."

He let me pass him and head into the kitchen to get a beer. Instead of grabbing just one, I out a few more inside my jacket to take home. I said thanks to Darry and left. I couldn't last being in that house because that was the place I first laid eyes on Sophie.

Three days later

I now have a severe alchohol problem. I have had enough to give me a two day hangover. I still cannot get over Sophie even when I am drunk. The boys have tried to help me, but it just isn't working.

One month later

I am slowly getting over Sophie. I am going more places with the guys, but sometimes she still comes to mind. I still have a severe drinking problem. It hasn't calmed down at all, but I have calmed down about Sophie. I will never forget that amazing girl. I wouldn't have wanted to lose her as a girlfriend and knowing she still in my heart and the hearts of our friends, this is perfect. I would've missed her more if she would have broken up with me. I know she is still there. If Sophie can hear what I am saying, Sophie, I love you. I will always love you, and I will never stop.