All week te where waiting for soda to ask te to prom, which is tomorrow, and te have dato up on the thought that he might. Just as te where about to leave for school te opened your door and on the stoop there was a single red rose and a note attached that's said, "go to the place where we spend most our time at -S." A smile tugged at your lips while te where on your way to the park, the place where te and Soda spent most your time together. As soon as te reached the park on the gate there was a not that read, "Go to the place where ducks waddle and pesce swim - S." And with that, te where off running to the pond. Once there te spotted a note on a picnic table. "There is only 1 thing 2 do 3 words 4 te I Amore you, now turn around. - S" te looked up from the note and slowly turned around. Behind te was a grinning Soda with purple daises in his hand. te felt the tears fighting to come out of your eyes but te held them in as much as te could. "Skylar, I'm sorry I made te wait this long I have just been trying to find the right way to ask you. Will te go to prom with me?" To answer his domanda te jumped in his arms and kissed him passionately on the lips when te came up for air he asked, "Is that a yes?" te grinned and said, "Babe it's a yes"
“Yeah?” He says, looking over at you.
“I found this in the attic.” te say, tossing it over to him.
It was his baby blanket, a dark blue color.
He looks at it wide eyed, just taking in the memories.
“What about this?” He asks, still looking at the blanket.
“Well I thought our baby would like it.”
“Planning ahead huh?” He grins.
“Only 8 eight months ahead.” te smile.
He looks up at te in surprise.
“You’re pregnant?” He asks, standing up from the divano to face you.
te just smile.
He scoops te up into a giant hug.
How were te going to tell him te got laid off?
Y’all needed money… te had just bought a house, and money was short.
So of course te had to lose your job.
te walking into your house, and flop onto the couch. te were pretty much done with all the stress.
Darry walked out of the bathroom, towel around his waist.
“What’s up babe?” He said, chuckling at the sight of te sprawled on the couch.
“I got laid off.” te mumble.
He’s silent for a second, taking this in. “I’ll pick up another shift.” He says.
“No, no.. te don’t have to…” te start.
“No.. I’d make più money than te would. It’s gonna be fine I promise.”
te turn around to see your boyfriend Steve grinning wildly, another snowball in hand.
“It’s so on,” te laugh, as te lean down to scoop the snow.
te are hit with another snowball, right in the shoulder. te fuoco back, hitting him in the face.
Instead of picking up snow to make another snowball, he sprints towards you.
And tackles te into the snow.
“Oww Steve!” te laughed.
“It was needed.” He joked back.
te were lying on your backs in the snow, looking up at the stars.
te start to shiver.
He looks over at you. “Babe, are te cold?”
“Yeah.” te nod your head, teeth chattering.
He scoots closer to you, and wraps his arms around you. “Warmer?”
“Yeah,” te smile.
He picks up the naked two anno old and plops him into the bath. “There. Your in. Stay in.”
te were holding baby Stephanie, who would not stop crying. Why did te and Dally even agree to watch Johnny’s kids? This wasn’t a great experience.
“Hey, (Y/N), look at this,” Dally grins.
te look in the bathroom to see Josh, sitting in the tub, his hair greased back, smiling like a maniac.
te can’t help but burst out laughing, only making the baby cry more.
“Stephie, shut the hell up!” Josh says from the tub.
“Josh!” te scold. te glare at Dally.
“It wasn’t me!” Dally says.
“Yeah right.” te say, rolling your eyes.
“In my opinion, we are the greatest babysitters ever.” Dally said, smiling.
“Hey,” Dally whispers in your ear.
“Hey,”you whisper back.
“You’re parents home?”
“Yeah, they’re asleep.”
“So nothing fun?”
“Dally, te pig.” te laugh.
“Nah, I Amore just cuddling with you.” He says, snuggling closer to your body.
You’re silent for awhile, feeling the heat of his body.
“I Amore you.” te whisper.
“Not as much as I Amore you.” He squeezes you.
“Are te crying?” te ask as he walks in.
“No.” He mutters, wiping his eyes on his sleeve.
“Yes te are, te big softie,” Ponyboy grins.
“Is she all ok?” Soda asks, still sniffling.
“Yes, she’s in perfect condition.” The doctor grins. ” 6 pounds, 9 ounces. te want to hold her?” He asks Soda.
Soda just nods his head. The doctor hands him the baby.
(OK INSERT SODA BABY IMAGINE HERE TO GET SODA FEELINGS)
Soda just smiles.
“Hey, Grace.” He says softly. “Hey.”
“She looks like you.” Ponyboy says to te as he looks over Soda’s shoulder at his niece.
“Pretty, just like her mom.” Soda glances at you.
I had it all ready.
My parents wouldn’t care.
It would be a blessing for me to be gone.
I take a deep breath and take a final look in the mirror. My dark skin. Even darker eyes. The black hair I could never keep back. The scar on my cheek.
I run a hand through my hair, exhale, and open the mirror to see the different bottles of pills glaring at me; tempting me.
It would hurt the least. Less than the blade. But it might take longer. The rope would be quicker.
I reach for a bottle, twist the cap, and pour a few pills in my hand. I take another bottle and do the same.
I take a look at the drugs in my hand. I sigh, tilt my head back, and drop the pills in my mouth.
“JOHNNY!” I heard my drunk mother screech.
I spit the pills back into my hands.
I wouldn’t do this in front of my mother. Even though she was awful, she still is my mom. Im still her son.
My parents wouldn’t care.
It would be a blessing for me to be gone.
I take a deep breath and take a final look in the mirror. My dark skin. Even darker eyes. The black hair I could never keep back. The scar on my cheek.
I run a hand through my hair, exhale, and open the mirror to see the different bottles of pills glaring at me; tempting me.
It would hurt the least. Less than the blade. But it might take longer. The rope would be quicker.
I reach for a bottle, twist the cap, and pour a few pills in my hand. I take another bottle and do the same.
I take a look at the drugs in my hand. I sigh, tilt my head back, and drop the pills in my mouth.
“JOHNNY!” I heard my drunk mother screech.
I spit the pills back into my hands.
I wouldn’t do this in front of my mother. Even though she was awful, she still is my mom. Im still her son.
“Oh?” te ask.
“Yeah… Uh te know.” He shrugs.
“I don’t know,” te laugh.
“You’ll see,” he grins.
te walk into his room, and your jaw drops.
Your panties were all on his floor.
“Oh my god Dally!” te say.
“You obviously didn’t get the message.” He says laughing.
te look closer at the piles of your underwear. It spells out “PROM?”
“Oh my god,” te laugh.
“Is that a yes?” He grins.
“Yes!” te say still laughing.
“I just need te to help me out with something…”
“What?” te ask.
“I’m missing the dot under the domanda mark…”