Car Crash • The Outsiders

Car Crash

I look out the window, watching the scenery and houses pass by in the rain.

I love car rides, I just wish we could do them more often.

I touch my dark hair, making sure it's smooth. Yeah, I'm a greaser, but I'd think you'd know that already. I dyed my hair brown again after I had to bleach it blond. It's a long story.

"Sodaaaaa," I whine from the back seat.

"Whaaaat?" my brother Soda mocks me from the passengers seat.

Darry, my oldest brother, playfully shoves Soda as he focuses on the road.

"Where are we going?" I slur my words.

"I don't know, we're just riding around. Darrrrryyyy...." Soda says and whines.

"Whaaaaaattt?" Darry mocks Soda just as Soda mocked me seconds ago.

"Where are we going?" Soda asks, as if he were a seven-year-old.

"We're going to meet the gang somewhere. Says they want to show us something," Darry explains.

I sigh as I look out the window, studying the scenery. House, house, car, house. House, house, car, house.

"Darry, how much longer?" I ask.

Darry sighs. "I don't know, Ponyboy. I honestly don't know."

I cough into my arm. I think I'm starting to catch the flu, but I haven't told anyone yet. Besides, it might just be a little cough.

For some reason I continuously tap my fingers on my thigh. I wish I had a cigarette. That would calm me down.

I ignore my constant tapping and coughing and I look out the window. House, house, car, house. House, house, car, house.

I suddenly find myself struggling to stay awake.

"You tired, little buddy?" Darry asks.

I chuckle. Darry always calls Soda 'little buddy', and I like it when he calls me that, too. It makes me feel loved and like I matter.

"Yeah, a little," I groggily respond.

"Well get some sleep!" Soda says as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. I playfully stick my tongue out at my brother. I lay my head back and slowly doze off.

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"Pony! Ponyboy, wake up!!" I hear as someone nudges me. It sound like Soda.

"Oh, please, Ponyboy, wake up!! Wake up!!" he practically begs me.

I flutter open my eyes to find Soda looking at me, a panicked expedition on his face. "W-what's happening? A-are you okay, Sodapop?" I ask, half-asleep.

"No. We're not. Darry lost control of the car. We're about to crash!!" he screams. I suddenly become wide awake.

"What?!" I scream.

"Just duck!!" Darry yells.

I shield my head with my hands and I squeeze my eyes shut as I feel a jerking feeling. I feel arms wrap around me to protect me from impact.

I feel a couple more jerking feelings until I open my eyes.

I gasp when I notice the car has flipped over.

I touch my face to find a slimy substance. I'm bleeding.

I look to the right of me to see Soda passed out, blood covering his face. He must've climbed in the back seat to protect me.