What Can I Do // Dalpop

Nothing To Lose

(Soda's POV)

After Dally walked away from me I wiped my tears and finished my food. I can't be mad at him for walking away from me.

Hell, he could punch me and I still wouldn't be mad. How could I when I betrayed him?

The food was good, it tasted even better knowing that he got it for me, cause he loves me.

Loved me.

I don't even know anymore. But I still want us to be together. I just don't think he'll be willing.

Damn it, I'm crying again. I just hope that even if he doesn't want to be with me anymore that we can still be friends.

Because before any romantic feelings got involved we were good friends. If I could go back in time and just be friends with him I would.

It would mean that I wouldn't hurt him like this.

I stand up and walk back inside the garage. I just start where I left off with this car.

Steve walked into the garage and looked at me, I didn't make eye contact with him cause I didn't want him knowing that I had cried.

"Did you tell him?" He asked, I nodded and he walked over to me and put a hand on my shoulder, "How'd he take it?"

I finally looked at Steve and said, "He just got up and left, he didn't say a word to me." I don't expect Steve to know what to say or help me in this situation.

He's never done anything like this. He was a loyal boyfriend and he never does anything to hurt Evie. I could learn a thing or two from Steve.

It seems the two serious relationships I've had ended terribly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sure you wanna be left alone." I nodded and he walked out.

The rest of the day went on slowly but once it was 7:30 we closed up and headed towards Steve's car.

We got in and Steve started driving. It was silent, probably because he felt awkward and didn't wanna say the wrong thing.

I leaned my head against the window and said, "How was the first day back?" He looked over at me and said, "It was good. It felt like I hadn't been there in years, it was great."

I smiled and said, "I'm glad to hear that. It was kind of nice to be back, and feel normal being there."

Steve nodded and we drove the rest if the time in comfortable silence.

We got to the house and when I stepped inside I plopped down on the couch. It didn't register in my mind until just now that Dally's truck was here when we pulled in.

I didn't plan on talkin to him. I'm sure he could do without me being around him.

Steve sat next to me and patted my back, "Cheer up, chump, your brother is making a good dinner tonight." I sat up straight and nodded, I shouldn't be depressing to everyone else just because I fucked up.

"Alright, I guess I'll go ask him if he needs help." Then I stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

I saw Darry and Ponyboy talking near the stove while Dally and Two-bit were talking at the table.

I guess that's a good sign that they're talking. I'm glad I didn't ruin their friendship.

I walked over to Darry and Ponyboy and said, "Hey guys. Darry, how was work?" He looked at me and smirked, "It was fine, but I was gonna ask the same thing considering that the you haven't been there in weeks."

I rubbed the back of my neck nervously and said, "It was fine. It felt normal I guess, just glad to be back." He nodded and smiled.

"I'm glad you're doing something, now if we could get this one out of here," he said while putting a hand on Ponyboy's shoulder, "Then it would be great."

Ponyboy smiled and said, "Sorry Dar, you've gotta put up with me for 4 more weeks until school starts." Darry smiled back at him and said, "I'm just kidding bud, I'm glad I still have someone to talk to after work."

I felt Two's hand touch my shoulders and I jolted when I heard Two-bit say, "Soda! How was work?!" I pushed his hands off of my shoulders and said, "Hands off creep, you don't have to yell."

He chuckled and said, "Sorry, how was it?" I walked into the living room with him following me and said, "It was okay, I guess. How was your day bumming around at our house?"

Damn, that came off really bitchy.

"Ouch Soda, that was harsh." I shook my head and said, "Sorry, I guess I just have some built up frustration."

He shrugged and said, "I think I might know why."

I gave him a weary look, "Did you talk to Dally?" He nodded and said, "Yeah, it was rough. I...," he lowered his voice and said, "I even cried. It got pretty intense. But I think he might wanna talk to you."

I got goosebumps when he said this. I can't believe he even wants to talk to me. I'm glad, but also scared.

"Alright. I'll talk to him."