TwoBit's P.O.V.

Soda practically kicked me from the gang and I can't blame him what I did was absolutely terrible and I shouldn't have snapped like I did, especially when I knew how he felt...

I caused his death and I'm ashamed. I knew he wasn't afraid to die and I pushed him over the edge, but holding that in and having that to live with it would have slowly killed me inside anyways. Maybe I should have told Steve first and got advice from him. No, it doesn't matter the truth would have came out sometime.

I put my hands into my coat pocket and heard the sound of crumbling paper. I pulled it out and realized it was Pony's note. I have to go back. I have to give this to Soda he needs to see this!

I turned back on the sidewalk and ran all the way back to Pony's house...well I guess I can't technically call it that...so the Curtis house.

I knocked on the door and Steve answered it.

"Yeah?" He greeted.

"Steve you gotta lemme in I got to show Soda somethin please!" I begged.

"He's kinda a mess...why'd you even leave?" He asked.

So Sodapop hasn't told anyone yet.

"I-I just couldn't cope with things I needed to get out." I lied, well I guess I wasn't completely lying I couldn't cope with it.

"Oh." He replied and walked away from the door.

Our gang was getting smaller and it's all my fault. I shouldn't have left Pony and Johnny that night. None of this would have happened if I just stayed with them.

I ran into Soda's room and I heard sirens outside. Must be the ambulance. I walked in and he was crying into his pillow screaming to go to bring his baby brother back. To take him instead.

My heart broke. I caused this. I thought to myself. I broke Soda; the happy Curtis brother, the one who could make you smile no matter how sad you were, my old foolish friend who would always have my back. I BROKE HIM.

"S-Soda?"

He shot up out of his pillow and his face was tear soaked.

"I thought I told you to get out?!" He yelled.

"I-I know I just...here." I said and laid the note on his bed and then left the house.

About five minutes later they had Pony's body in a body bag. I was all the way down at my house (which was only like two houses down from the Curtis house) and I could hear Soda screaming:

"No god please you have to save him. He's not dead! He can't be. I need him! Please save em! Please!"

Steve and Darry were holding him back, since I was technically out of the gang there was only three members left:

Soda
Steve
Darry(kinda)

Darry wasn't a big part of the gang but we considered him a member even though he's technically a Soc.

Eventually the ambulance left and Soda was left sulking on the ground. I just still can't believe I killed Pony. I wish I could change everything...
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Mkay this book is gonna be coming to an end soon...Maybe like 5 more chapters but I might do a sequel in Johnny or Soda's p.o.v.

If I do it in Johnny's then it's gonna be like as a ghost watching Pony suffer or something idk...

If I do Soda then it's gonna be his P.O.V. During the Pony situation and how he felt and what Pony said to him when he explained how he felt. Something like dat.

So which one would you rather read??? Or should I just not do a sequel?

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