**Soda's POV**

It was like half of me was dead and the other half drowning in pain. I didn't want to move let alone eat or talk to anyone I just wanted to stay in bed, sleep and wallow in my misery. The guys had made efforts to try to talk to me and make me feel better especially Steve and Ponyboy but I just didn't want to talk to anyone. When your hearts broken you get this feeling in your stomach like all the butterflies you once felt around that person were dead.

I had lost my girl and one of my great friends on the same day. Why did everyone have to leave me? First it was my parents, then Sandy when she left to have her baby and now Rosalie and Dallas. I was exhausted from losing people from feeling grief and having to deal with it every day and continue on with my life.

I just wanted my girl and friend back.

A knock on the door disrupted my thoughts Darry walks in a grave expression spread across his face. "Hey little bro." he mutters and walks towards the bed taking a seat on the end. "Today's the day. You gotta get ready." "ok...thanks." I wasn't thankful that I had to go to my girlfriends funeral today or the fact that it was even happening but if he hadn't of told me I would never have known...that's how out of it I have been.

He nodded and left the room I slowly got out of bed with barely any energy. I got dressed into my black suit which I wore for all funerals. I sighed and greased my hair into the style that I normally wear. I walk out to the living room where it is normally fun and cheerful but now quiet and full of grief. We had lost 2 people from our gang on the same day how are we going to get past this?

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People took turns speaking at their funerals but all I could do was stare at their coffins. How could it be that two people that were so full of life a week ago now be completely drained of it and in those two wooden boxes? How could she be in there? She was a fighter. They both were so how could the both be dead? How did they both go down so easily?

From what we know they were shot and they hadn't caught the murderer yet. But if I ever saw him I would kill him.

I noticed as we got up to leave her family didn't show up. I wonder if they weren't told or if they just didn't want to come. The thought quickly vanished though as we walked the coffins out as the choir sung amazing grace.

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As the coffins were lowered into the ground I felt my heart sink with them. As she was taken away from me forever and she would never be returned to me. As Dally a guy I had practically grew up with was also taken away from me and I knew this was my final goodbye.

And as I walked away from their graves I knew I would never see them again they had been ripped from my grasp and tossed as far away from me as possible. I missed them already and to be honest I had no idea how I was going to deal with this.