Lost in The Outsiders

Chapter 13: It's Only Getting Worse

Chapter 13: It Only Gets Worse

Ponyboy's POV

I couldn't move.

I couldn't speak.

My girlfriend just took a bullet for me.

No one made a sound for a second. Their faces were pale. Bob looked frustrated. The rest of the Socs fled the scene.

I fell to my knees beside her, holding her wound shut. From where it landed, it looked fatal.

Her eyes were stitched shut, and she was as cold as ice.

Something told me that she was gone. I wanted so desperately to say goodbye.

"Someone call an ambulance!" I cried frantically.

Soda ran for the phone and, shaking like hell, dialed the 3 numbers.

"Hello?! Our friend just got shot! Please help!"

"Hell no!" Bob yelled, knocking Soda over. "I'm not getting turned in!"

I swear, the colorless face Stina had turned deep red in just a seconds time. She lunged at him, knocking him on his back.

"First you shoot my best friend, then you attack my boyfriend?! It's over for you, you bastard!" She snapped.

Having no remorse, she punched him repeatedly, knocking his head on the hard wood floor.

The crack of his skull made me wince. God, that must have hurt. But who gives a damn? He deserved it.

"Stina, that's enough, he learned his lesson!" Soda pleaded nervously.

But she wouldn't stop, not for the world.

Pulling out her knife, from Two-Bit, she stabbed him dead in the chest. He made one final gasp before passing out - or well - dying.

Everyone fell dead silent at the situation. I couldn't believe my eyes. This can't be happening. This cannot be happening.

Pretty soon the sirens came, and before she could get off of him, the door was busted open.

We all gasped. All the police and medics saw was a bleeding body and Stina holding a bloody knife up.

"Fuck.." She muttered under her breath.

"Hold your hands up!" The police officer screamed, gun pointed right at her.

"P-please, it was self defense! I didn't kill her, he did! He was gonna kill more of us! That's why I tackled him!" She pleaded.

My heart fell to my stomach at that word.

They took Maddy away as quickly as they could, practically screaming orders. They got Bob too, and to my great anger, took him with her.

I ran after them with tears welling up behind my eyes, but they shooed me back and drove away.

By the time I looked back, Stina was in handcuffs being dragged away.

Soda ran behind her, getting in a fight with one of the cops.

"It was self defense, you shit!" He started pushing one.

"Listen, asshole, back up or I'll arrest you too!" The cop shouted back, shoving Stina in the car.

They drove away before Soda could catch them. He started punching Darry's car, getting his rage out.

Everyone else ran out, either crying or literally freaking out.

"Soda, stop!" Darry yelled.

Soda just held his hand up to his face, pacing around.
"What the fuck are we gonna do now? Huh?"

"Soda.." I managed to say before passing out and falling to the ground.

-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•

I woke up in Darry's truck, next to Soda, Johnny, and Ava.

Johnny and Ava looked like they were about to cry, and Soda looked frustrated.

The events came back to me one by one, making me relive this horrible nightmare.

"Soda, I'm having a nightmare, please wake me up.." I said, tears escaping my eyes.

I know what you would say, I'm too strong to cry. But I'm not. Everyone has a weak spot. It's like I wasn't born in the Curtis family where everyone loves to fight. I'm so much different.

Soda saw the agony in my eyes, and he looked like he was going to break down too.

"It will be alright Pony." He held me close to him.

No it's not, I thought.

My life just ended.

What the hell are we going to do? Even if Maddy is still alive, Stina's gonna be arrested, and she doesn't have any identification. Hell, she doesn't even exist in this time! They are gonna find out something is wrong!

I just want power. Power to eliminate all the bad in the world.

Why do Socs have to exist? Why did they have to kidnap the girls, why did they have to shoot, why did they have to ruin my life?!

Darry arrived at the hospital quickly. I didn't have the energy to get up and walk in. I was too wrapped up in my emotions. They were choking me.

I knew what would happen if I went in there. They were going to tell me she was dead and that they are sorry for my loss and all that shit even though it doesn't help because a sorry won't bring her back and it won't fix what broke inside of me!

Soda kept asking me to come on, but I just couldn't. After my first step I fell again. My legs were too weak to hold me anymore. I was too weak to hold the weight of this depression.

"S-Soda.. I can't.." I stumbled on my words.

He sighed and picked me up.

I was carried into a waiting room full of depressed people. Hey, just like me!

I got several stares from being 14 but still carried. It didn't bother me much. I couldn't think of anything but pain.

I should've taken the bullet. I deserve to be dead. She has so much to live for. I'll never feel the same again. Such an immense guilt is welling inside my heart.

Soda set me down in the seat next to him in the waiting room. Darry made a few phone calls and came back to us.

"I told Susan and she said she's going to come down as soon as possible. Everyone else went to the jail for Stina."

Good. Maybe they can bring her back. But all that's left is false hope. Doctors run in and out of her room.

I walked up with the little strength I had left, attempting to get in the door. But all I got was a grumpy nurse yelling at me to sit back down.

"How would you feel if the love of your life is in there? Huh?" I yelled, half crying.

"I hope she dies, so you can be miserable the rest of your life!" She shot back, which only made me cry harder.

"You go straight to hell!" I screamed, while Darry and Soda held me back and sat me back down.

I must have been crying a river for a half an hour because I used up a whole tissue box.

We were awaiting the news from everyone else on Stina. Susan came around not too long after Darry called and was sitting politely, writing something.

Wow. Glad you could write in this situation.

The doors opened, and in came the rest of the gang and some other people. But who are they?

(This chapter is so depressing like OMG. Forget what I said about there only being a couple chapters left - because I'm making them a bit shorter so there's going to be I'm assuming around idk, 15? Also, if you haven't started reading my other book, Taking Over Me, I would ask of you to please read it! It would make me very happy! I would ask you who you think the people are but you have no idea so feel free to guess if you would like.
Thanks!
I love you all <3)