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EIGHT

MY FAMILY WAS a tight knit one. We were extremely close. It was back to when Dally never got in trouble and where he was actually happy. Same goes for me. Dally and I haven't spoke yet, so I was just sitting in my bedroom. I grabbed the scrapbook my mom made and looked through all the pictures of us.

My mom, Meredith. People say I look more like her than I do my dad. She was an attending when she met my dad, and then they fell in love and all that jazz. My mom was gorgeous on the outside, but on the inside she was the most sassiest, stubborn person you'd meet.

My dad, Derek. He and Dally resemble in looks, but Mom and Dally have the same personalities. The only thing I really got from my dad was his charming personality. He was a neurosurgeon. Super smart. I definitely got my brains from him. My mom was extremely smart also, so I have no idea where Dally's brain came from.

shout out to you if you know who Meredith and Derek are from. We're best friends now.

Dallas Winston. My stubborn, rebellious brother. Only nineteen years old, but he's done so much stuff in his life it's like he's been living for fifty.

Then, well, there's me. In my opinion I think I'm a mix of my mom, dad, and Dally. I have brains, talent, a charming personality (as so everyone says), and a rebellious streak. I guess that's why people call me the Ultimate Winston. I'm just a combination of all of them. I'm the same age as Soda and Steve, seventeen.

I flipped the page and chuckled to myself. Mom had a picture of Soda and Steve in there. She probably knew I'd be the only one looking through this scrapbook. Steve on the left and Soda on the right. That's how they always took pictures for some reason. Except really, Soda was on the left and Steve was on the right. Steve always told me it was because he wanted the camera to get his 'good side.'

All these memories my mom kept made me smile again. I closed the scrapbook and walked out of my room. I found my feet in front of Dally's door and I took a deep breath. I knocked and he instantly opened the door and hugged me. "You know I didn't mean to right, Skye?" He asked with that same guilty tone he was using in the hospital.

"Yeah, I know you didn't mean to." I smiled and sat on his bed. His room was so messy I cringed. "You know how OCD I am, Dal." I glared at him.

He laughed and laid back on his bed. "Oh well it's MY bedroom."

I rolled my eyes and started walking out the door. "Where are you going?" He questioned, raising his eyebrow.

"Umm... school?" I replied, but it came out as a question.

"Oh, yeah. Forgot it was Monday." He remarked and then laid back in bed.

I quickly got dressed in a black t-shirt that had Audrey Hepburn on it, my favorite role model, and blue skinny jeans with holes in them with my converse. I left my blonde hair down and wavy. I put on the little bit of make up I wear for school and then ran out of my house, grabbing my backpack on the way out.

I went to the Curtis's house and walked in for Ponyboy. Me and him always walk to school together since we're the only ones in the group who go to school. Like I said, Soda and Steve dropped out, and Johnny is always tired from his parents either fighting or abusing him, so he stays and goes to my house to hang out with Dally.

When I walked in, Soda was surprisingly on the couch. "You're not asleep?" I asked surprised and sat on the couch beside him.

He smiled. "Nah. I didn't get any sleep last night."

"Why?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Pony was having one of his nightmares again about Mom and Dad." He sighed and rubbed his forehead like he was having a migraine.

I frowned and thought back to the day their parents died. It was a terrible day for the whole gang.

//

"What is that awful noise?" Dad asked while looking down from his newspaper.

I looked out the window. "The train. I- I think it hit a car."

Dad instantly rushed over to the window beside me. "That means someones hurt, and I'm a doctor. Kids, grab your coats and lets go over there. Fast."

We rushed out the door and I heard him mumbled under his breath. "If only I still had Meredith."

Dad, Dally, and I rushed over to the train and I gasped when I saw the familiar car. "No no no no. It can't be. No." I kept repeating, running my hands through my hair.

My dad closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Skye baby, go get Darry and them."

I walked slowly over to their house and when they saw me they frowned. "What's wrong, Blue?" Soda asked, "you look like you just seen a ghost."

"Your parents.. they- they." I took a deep breath and dragged the three of them outside towards my dad and Dally.

When they saw the train and then the car it hit all three of them. It looked like they were the ones getting hit by the train. "Derek.. are they-" Darry began.

Dad frowned and silently nodded his head. "I'm so sorry guys. If you need anything we're right across the street."

Ponyboy looked like he was about to throw up everything inside of him, Darry looked lost, and Soda, oh Soda, he looked like he lost the world. Soda was very close to his mom and his dad. Darry was mainly close with his dad, and Ponyboy was just mainly close with his mom. To look at all three of them and see them like this hurt me.

Dally patted all three of them on the back and smiled a sad smile. He walked away with our dad and left me with them. I hugged all three of them tightly and fixed them breakfast since it was the morning. It took them about a month to get back to normal, but on the anniversary on their death, they still get a little depressed. Which is the same with my mom.

//

"And now my dad." I whispered, finishing my thoughts. Today was the second anniversary of their parents death.

I turned towards Soda and hugged him. "That was a traumatizing day for all of us."

He nodded his head. "Extremely traumatizing to Pony, though."

I got up and walked into the kitchen to find Darry and Pony. I hugged Darry and then sat next to Pony.

"Hey, Sucker." I smiled softly and hugged him. He looked exhausted. I don't know how he's going to make it through PE today.

"The most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained." I said aloud to Ponyboy.

He looked at me and grinned. "Abs, where'd you find that quote?"

"I don't know. I just felt like I needed to say it."

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