CanonicKero
Sodapop had just gotten cheated on by his girlfriend of a few years, and she was moving to Florida to live with her grandmother. It wasn't like Sodapop was angry, though. He was willing to forgive her and move past it, even though she was pregnant with another man's baby. He still loved her. He had been planning to marry her and everything. But clearly commitment scared her. It scared her so bad that she ran off and returned all of Sodapop's letters unopened. Every letter that declared his love for her, every letter that begged her to come back to him. Steve got fed up with seeing Sodapop moping around over some girl. Steve would never be that in love with a girl. He never was too fond of them. He had Evie, but their relationship was weird. He took her out and they did couple things in public, but otherwise they didn't talk much. In fact, Evie seemed more into Sodapop than she did Steve.
But it made sense. Ponyboy was too young, Darry was too old, and Sodapop was taken when she started "dating" Steve. So what was the next best thing? Dating Sodapop's best friend. She only really went out with Steve when Sodapop would be around too, it was too fucking obvious. And Steve didn't care at all. He never felt for her like he said he did. Women were a waste of time anyway. He'd rather spend his time out with the gang; and more importantly his best friend. Steve would rather be roughhousing and drag racing and fooling around with Sodapop than dating any woman. His best friend was more important to Steve than any dame was.
His best friend, who was laying around moping like an idiot over some girl. Sandy was never that hot anyway. She wasn't fun to be around or anything. Steve didn't get it. Steve was smart, but he never understood relationships like that. What was so great about being tied to someone like that?
He didn't get relationships, but he fully understood loyalty and affection for Sodapop. He understood love. Kinda. Sort of. He loved cars and Sodapop. That counted.