Greased Up 2 - Life After Death - Sodapop Curtis

Chapter 7

Before I start off I'm sorry I haven't been writing, I've been going through a lot and trying to figure out my life and friends. But, I started writing a new story , fanfic with Ben Paul from The Walking Dead Videogame (don't hate me ok) if you know that fandom well please read it :)

I got home from the DX early today, a fight broke out and it got pretty bad. So I decided to head on home, mull things over, take a shower.

Entering the home, I noticed it was empty for once. I know Darry and Ponyboy are off doing their thing, but Steve and Two-Bit should be here.

I shook it off and headed to the kitchen, and looked in the fridge. There wasn't much to eat, besides chocolate cake and eggs. Sighing, I closed the fridge door and leaned against it.

Am I ever going to leave this town? Am I ever going to make something of myself? I feel like I've accomplished nothing as a person. Dropped out of High School, working at a gas station. Is this really who I've become?

I used to dream about becoming this great mechanic, owning my own shop, marrying someone beautiful. But here I am, working for hardly nothing, two of the most gorgeous people I've known gone.

I shook my head and went into the living room and plopped myself on the couch. The remote was on the armchair, too far to grab, so I sit in silence.

Suddenly the door opened and Darry came in. He gave me a smile and dropped his tool bag next to the door, and made his way to the armchair. Flipping on the TV, he made small talk.

"How are you, Soda?"

"As good as I'll ever be." I said meekly.

Darry sighed and gave me a look out of the corner of his eye. "Got off work early I see, that's always fun."

I shrugged.

He slammed his hands down on the arms of the chair and stood up. "Soda, what has gotten into you?" Darry said harshly. I could see the pain in his eyes, he hates yelling at me.

I stood up along with him. "You know exactly why!"

"Just because people die, doesn't mean you just shut down!" Darry retorted.

"Damn it, I loved her! Okay? It hurts me every day I don't see her."

"Do you think your the only one who did Soda? Everyone loved Kat, Johnny, and even Dallas. But we have to move on, Soda. If you keep dwelling on her, you are never going to make something of yourself." Darry stepped over to me, and brought me into a hug. "We all loved her.." He finished quietly.

I shook in his arms, telling myself not to cry. Darry was right. I was so blind by my own pain, I didn't see theirs. Ponyboy is failing, the boys are never here, and Darry just yells all the time.

I felt so ashamed. Being so selfish...