Ты run from a group of socs on the main улица, уличный as they chase you. They сказал(-а) they wanted to give Ты a good time, but this wasn’t your thought of a good time. Ты could only think of one place where Ты could run to, DX. That’s where your boyfriend, Sodapop, could keep Ты safe. Ты breathing was faster than your heartbeat and Ты couldn’t make it all the way to the gasoline station. Ты ran into the dark alley Далее to DX, hoping the socs wouldn’t find Ты in the darkness; Ты were wrong. They cornered Ты against the brick walls; that’s when finally someone spoke up, “You shouldn’t run away from nice guys like us. Now you’re cruisin’ for a bruisin’.” Before Ты could make a come back, a fist was pounded into your stomach. Ты try to contain your screams of pain because they would hurt Ты even worse if Ты did. Ты were slammed onto the ground then kicked repeatedly on your sides. For sure Ты were bleeding at this point but the kicks and перфоратор, удар, пунш were still strongly going. There wasn’t much Ты could do so Ты just shut your eyes and tried to ignore everything. After keeping your eyes shut for 15 еще минуты of beating Ты slowly uncover your swollen eyes. Everyone around Ты had disappeared so Ты decided to stand up; not the best idea. Ты pressed yourself against the brick Стена to keep your balance as Ты made your way to the streetlights. Ты clung onto the pole and slid down to the ground and started crying silently. Hot tears streamed down your face as Ты look towards the DX. Ты saw someone working on a car but Ты couldn’t figure out who it is. Ты scream as loud as Ты can, which wasn’t very loud, “Soda! Steve! S-someone… H-help!” Ты saw a head pop from under the капот, худ and could tell by those gorgeous blue eyes, it was Sodapop. He sprinted to Ты at lightning speed. He knelt down by your side and gasped as he saw your cuts and bruises, “Oh my god! Baby what happened?” He shouted as Ты sat up from the ground. Ты couldn’t say a word because Ты were crying so damn hard, it just came out as sobs and gasps for air. Sodapop sat down Далее to Ты and wrapped his arms around your weak body, “Shh, don’t cry baby doll, please d-don’t cry no more.” He could stand to see Ты so petrified. Ты just sat in his arms with your head buried in his muscular chest, tears rolling onto his DX work shirt. He gently stroked your hair and tried to keep himself from crying too. He raised your chin up so Ты stared into his eyes, “Hey, you’re безопасно, сейф now. I won’t let anyone lay a finger on you. Just please… I can’t see Ты cry anymore.” He said, kind of like a whimper. Ты rested your forehead against his and shut your weary eyes, “I’m always безопасно, сейф with you.” Ты breathed onto his shaking lips. Ты felt him nod a little then sudden lips pushed against yours. All Ты wanted right now was to feel secure and безопасно, сейф with Soda, and he made Ты feel that way in the kiss. It almost felt like a lightning storm because Ты felt sparks fly. Tears stopped falling from your eyes and he slowly but passionately rubbed your tongues together. He pulled Ты closer to him to give Ты the feeling of safety. Just as the Kiss became deeper, Ты heard footsteps Далее to you. Ты didn’t bother to look who it was because Ты were practically attached to Soda’s lips. “Really Soda? Making out on the concrete?” Ты heard Steve’s familiar tone; annoyed. Ты pulled away from Soda, still holding onto him tightly and looked at a few members of the gang standing behind Steve. Before Ты could explain anything, Two-Bit shouted, “Holy shit! What happened to your face?” Followed by Ponyboy punching him. Ты drew your attention back at Soda who had a smirk on his face. Ты both started laughing so Ты buried your head in his chest again to hide yourself from shame, “She got jumped.” Sodapop сказал(-а) a little еще serious, “C’mon doll, lets go get Ты cleaned up.” He сказал(-а) beginning to pick Ты up.