posted by MJ_Fan_4Life007
posted by girlsruleearth
“Darry, how do you feel about kids?” You ask.
“About having kids?” He asked. You were nervous.
“I’ve never told anyone this really… But it’s been my goal in life to be a better father figure than I ever was to Soda or Ponyboy… I thought I did a good job, but I know I could’ve done better.” He scratches his neck. “So yeah I’d want to have kids.”
“Well that’s good.” You smile.
“Why?” He asks. “You aren’t…” He starts, but then looks at you. “You are aren’t you?” His smile lights up the whole room.
You nod your head. He picks you up in a big madala hug.
“I’m pregnant.” You blurt out.
Darry looks at you in complete shock. “What?”
“I’m pregnant, and I think we should put the baby up for adoption.” You say in rushed words.
He just gives you a funny look.
“Money’s tight…” You continue. “It wouldn’t be fair to bring up a child like this… And I don’t know if you even want it… I’d think it’d be best for him or her.”
“What’s best for our baby is living with it’s parents who will work hard to make a good life for them.” He smiles at you.
“Oh my god, Steve. Your eye.” You say as you remove the ice pack.
“It’s just bump.” He grins.
“A bump? Honey, it’s a huge black eye. It’s madami like an egg.” You say.
“Old Man can still pack a punch, huh?”
“Steve, you need to get out of there.” You say matter-of-factly.
“I got nowhere to go.”
“You can stay with the Curtises. Or me. I just don’t like seeing you hurt.” You whisper.
“I’d rather it be me than you.” He says.
posted by MJ_Fan_4Life007
posted by PonygirlCurtis7
“You’re awful at football,” he laughs.
“Excuse me?” You say, eyebrows raised.
“No I heard what you said.”
“Hey, do y’all want to go play football?” Darry asked the gang.
Everyone’s saying yeah, but you say, “No.”
“Why not?” Ponyboy asked.
“Darry think’s I’m awful at football, so I’m not going to play.” You say in a joking tone.
“Well she does,” Darry smiles.
“It really hurts,” you sniffle.
“Well fine, I’ll stay back with you.” He says, plopping on the sopa susunod to you.
“You know, it really hurt my feelings.”
“I sinabi I was sorry.”
“But it still hurts.”
“Well fine, let me make it up to you.”
He leans over and kisses you.
“Steve… Give me the beer.”
“No you’re too young.” He says, munching on some chips.
“You’re too young too.” Ponyboy says, annoyed.
“But I gotta look after you, kiddo. You don’t want to end up like me. Well actually I take that back. You do kinda wanna end up like me; a successful sex god.”
“You are not a sex god.”
“Yes I am. Are you blind?”
“I obviously have better vision than you.”
Steve tackles Ponyboy, pinning him the ground.
“Take it back, Horseman.”
“Nope.” Ponyboy laughs.
“You better, or I will fucking beat your ass.”
“Ok, ok, you have ok vision.”
“Thank you.” Steve says, getting off of Ponyboy.
“Welcome.” Ponyboy mutters.
“You’re alright kid.”
Something cold, sharp and icy struck your neck.
You turn around to see your boyfriend Steve grinning wildly, another snowball in hand.
“It’s so on,” you laugh, as you lean down to scoop the snow.
You are hit with another snowball, right in the shoulder. You apoy back, hitting him in the face.
Instead of picking up snow to make another snowball, he sprints towards you.
And tackles you into the snow.
“Oww Steve!” You laughed.
“It was needed.” He joked back.
You were lying on your backs in the snow, looking up at the stars.
You start to shiver.
He looks over at you. “Babe, are you cold?”
“Yeah.” You nod your head, teeth chattering.
He scoots closer to you, and wraps his arms around you. “Warmer?”
“Yeah,” you smile.