Family Is Found (Sequel to Running Towards Home)

CHAPTER 15

PONY'S POV:

Darry's eyes go right to the hickeys on Sam's neck. The gang sees them and starts laughing. "Oh my god, they finally did it!" Steve laughs. Dally comes over and slaps me on the back. "Congrats, Pony." Darry turns to me.

"Don't congratulate him! Pony, Sam, you guys are too young to be doing things like this! Sam, what if you got pregnant? You and Pony are still just kids!" he shouts. Sam speaks up. "We didn't do that, Darry, it was just kissing." She says. "Just kissing? You have bruises on your neck!" Darry yells at her. The gang is silent again, just watching.

"Darry, you're not my parent! You can't control me!" Sam shouts at him. She's angry now. "You are staying in my house, under my roof, so yes, yes I do control you!" Darry screams back. "Then maybe it's better I leave!" Sam shouts, running out the door. Darry throws his arms in the air and stomps off to his room. I go to chase after Sam, but Soda stops me.

"Give her some time to cool off, Pony." Soda says. I sit down on the couch. "Our little boy is all grown up!" Two-Bit jokes, sarcastically wiping a tear off his face. Johnny comes and sits down next to me. "I didn't know Arlene even had that sweater!" I told him. "I did. She's only needed it twice." Johnny says, smirking. Dally overhears and slaps the back of Johnny's head.

"I should go out and look for Sam. It's dark out, and I don't want her getting hurt." I say. I get up, and this time, no one stops me. I start walking towards the park. She usually goes there when she needs to calm down. As I get closer, I see her sitting on the edge of the fountain. I walk over and sit next to her.

"Sam, it's going to be okay, I promise." I say, and I hug her. She hugs me back. "Darry is just protective over us. He shouldn't have yelled, but it's just how he shows he cares. He won't be angry at you forever." I tell her. She looks at me. "I shouldn't have said all those things to him. You guys took me in, put a roof over my head, fed me, saved my life, badanged my wounds. He didn't deserve the things I said. What if he doesn't let me stay with you guys anymore?" Sam chokes out.

"Sam, you're family to us. You have been from the moment we met you. He would never kick you out." I say. I help her up, and we start to walk back to the house. When we walk inside the front door, everyone looks at us. "I'm going to go talk to Darry." Sam says. She walks to Darry's room. The rest of us just sit and wait, unsure of what is going to happen next.

DARRY'S POV:

I hear someone knock on my door. I don't answer. The door opens anyway. I look over and it's Sam. She comes and sits down next to me. "I'm really sorry, Darry. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that." She says. Her voice sounds like it's raw from crying. I look at her. "I'm sorry too, Sam. I shouldn't have flipped out like that. Hell, I've had hickeys too." I say. "No, the great and powerful Darry has had hickeys?" She jests. I gently elbow her.

"I want you to know, you are always welcome here. This is your home too. We may not be related by blood, but like Johnny or Steve, you're family nonetheless. That's why I'm a bit overprotective." I say. "Only a bit?" Sam laughs. "Okay, a lot overprotective." I admit. "Just know, if you and Pony ever do anything more than hickeys, I will kick you both out, no joke." I say. Sam just hugs me. I hug her back.