Soda's POV:
I arrive home all wet from the rain. Thank god it wasn't bad. The rain I mean. I enter the house and see only Darry and an upset Dallas sitting on the couch.
"What's the matter?" I ask Dallas as I sit by him.
"I'm going to be a father, too. Sylvia is almost a month pregnant with my kid." Dallas said softly.
What?
"Woah, and why are you upset?"
"Because I can't be a father. I don't want to be like my dad."
"Dal, you are so much better than your dad," I assured him, "you don't need to worry about it. We can help you take care of it, just like my kid too."
Dal smiled at me. "Thanks."
I hope he doesn't turn out like his father. He's a mean guy, looks sort of like Dally, but Dallas has better looks than him, in my opinion. Plus, he is always drunk and hits Dally. It was bad, but he's in prison because he killed a young woman.
I wish his dad was like mine, calm, kind and smart. My dad never hit me or my brothers. Lots of people in Tulsa was his friend.
Greasers and Socs parents had gotten along at first when my parents were alive. When they died, they had been hating each other. It was sad. People loved our parents.
I hate the thought of thinking about them. It makes me sad.
I starting walking to my room, where I change my wet clothes to clean clothes, then I look in the drawer by my bed and see my journal. I grab it and start looking at the pages filled of pictures of Steve.
The first picture is me and Steve in the 2nd grade school play. I remember. It was Romeo and Juliet. I played Romeo while Steve played Mercutio. I hated playing Romeo. I wanted to be Tybalt.
The next page is a picture of Steve as a newborn baby. I smiled a little because it's my favorite picture. He was sleeping, he had his little arms bended up with his hands clutched together, and he also had a pacifier in his mouth. Aww.
I continue to look at the book filled with pictures of Steve and as I turn to the final page, I started crying. It's me and Steve at our first day of working at the DX. I remember this day. We were both so happy that we get to work together there.
I close the book and hold it close to my chest.
I hate seeing myself like this. Feeling pity for myself. I hope Steve accepts my feelings and that he feels the same way I do. I want him to be mine. I can't force him to a relationship, but I think we have no choice but to be in one since we're going to be parents, but we have to wait to get married when I'm 18 and I'm only almost 17, and Steve is 17. Even though he's older, I feel that I'm older and that I need to be the one to protect him. I'm also taller than him, so that also makes sort of sense.
I walked to the kitchen and grab a piece of chocolate cake. While I eat, I started imagining Steve standing in the doorway of the kitchen eating a piece of cake with his bare hands. I laughed a little but continued to eat. I threw away the paper plate after I finished.
Darry walks up to me in the kitchen. "I want to talk about you and Steve."
Ah jeez. "Okay." I noticed Dally had already left.
We sit at the table. "Okay look, I see that you love Steve so much."
I only nodded.
"I was cleaning your bedroom last week when you were hanging out with Johnny and Ponyboy at the park, and I looked in your drawer and saw your journal."
"Did you look into it?" I asked getting angry.
"Yes."
"Darry! Why? That's private!" I exclaim standing up.
"Sodapop, listen!" He yelled standing up as well, "you have a problem. I think you have an obsession with Steve!"
"I already know that!!! I don't have a problem!! Obsession is normal!" I walk away to the living room.
"NO IT'S NOT!" He's getting very angry.
"OKAY, IF IT'S NOT, THEN WHY DO I HAVE IT?"
"I DON'T KNOW!?"
We take deep breaths but keep staring at each other as we do. I have never yelled at my brothers before.
"Darry, look, I don't need help. I'm fine."
"Soda, you need help."
"NO!" I said leaving the house.
"COME BACK!" Darry yells after me.
I don't know where I'm going, but I need some air.
-
There's another chapter. This story will become more chaotic. Thanks for reading :)
YOU ARE READING
Forever Mine-A Stevepop Story
FanfictionThis story will be in Third Person POV and Steve and Soda's POV only. There's also MPREG in this story. Warnings: smut, cussing, rape, self harm, death, and violence (I'll warn you guys)