What Can I Do // Dalpop

Beyond Repair

(Ponyboy's POV)

Me, Steve, Soda, Dally & Two-bit sat in the living room playing poker. Well, they were playing poker, I just decided to watch.

Everyone was having a good time, except me.

The thing was, after Johnny died we never really did anything together, as a gang. As a family.

Now everytime we're around each other I can't help but think what Johnny would be doing. Actually, he'd probably just be sitting next to me, watching them play too.

Me and Johnny were really similar. It's like we were brothers from a different family.

"Hey, Pony!"

I heard Steve yelling at me, which snapped me out of my daze.

"Yeah?"

"Could ya go get some drinks out of the fridge for us. You know, since you're just watching us play."

I nodded and walked away, I wondered if they wanted beer or soda.

Oh well, I'll just grab two of each.

I grabbed the drinks and set them on the table right next to the cards. Two-bit quickly grabbed a beer.

"You know me well, you even brought me two!"

Dally grabbed the other beer and said, "Shut up, Keith."

Soda grabbed a soda, and Steve just looked at the can and said, "You got anything better?"

"Would you rather have tap water?"

"Ugh, nevermind."

I sat back down and watched Steve drink his soda. He looked like he didn't like it but he kept drinking anyway.

He sat the can down and picked up his cards.

Even when he wasn't trying to, he looked like an asshole.

That was a mean thought, but it's true. He didn't start being nice to me until recently, so I still felt weird around him.

He's made my life a living hell for so long, even when he's being nice to me I think he's out to get me.

I hugged him at the cemetery, I wonder why I did that. Maybe cause I just wanted to know if he'd let me. I'm still surprised he did.

I wish I had more trust in people, but after Johnny died I found it really hard to put my guard down around anyone except Soda.

And even though Darry tried with me I still had trust issues.

(Steve's POV)

This little shit has been staring at me for at least two minutes.

Do I have spinach in my teeth? Oh yeah, I don't eat spinach.

But seriously, why is he staring so hard?

I started being nicer to Ponyboy recently because I felt bad for him, but I somehow think that made him hate me more.

I get it though, I was a douchebag to him for as long as I've know him.

And I feel horrible that I even made him cut himself once because of how much I pushed him. But I changed, thanks to Soda.

I just wish he trusted me, even though I probably scare him I wanna let him know that we can be cool.

The game took way longer than expected and Two-bit won.

Just great. Now were gonna have to hear his gloating for however long we're trapped in the house.