te run from a group of socs on the main strada, via as they chase you. They detto they wanted to give te a good time, but this wasn’t your thought of a good time. te could only think of one place where te could run to, DX. That’s where your boyfriend, Sodapop, could keep te safe. te breathing was faster than your heartbeat and te couldn’t make it all the way to the gasoline station. te ran into the dark alley successivo to DX, hoping the socs wouldn’t find te in the darkness; te were wrong. They cornered te 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 te could make a come back, a fist was pounded into your stomach. te try to contain your screams of pain because they would hurt te even worse if te did. te were slammed onto the ground then kicked repeatedly on your sides. For sure te were bleeding at this point but the kicks and punch, punzone were still strongly going. There wasn’t much te could do so te just shut your eyes and tried to ignore everything. After keeping your eyes shut for 15 più minuti of beating te slowly uncover your swollen eyes. Everyone around te had disappeared so te decided to stand up; not the best idea. te pressed yourself against the brick bacheca to keep your balance as te made your way to the streetlights. te clung onto the pole and slid down to the ground and started crying silently. Hot tears streamed down your face as te look towards the DX. te saw someone working on a car but te couldn’t figure out who it is. te scream as loud as te can, which wasn’t very loud, “Soda! Steve! S-someone… H-help!” te saw a head pop from under the cappuccio and could tell da those gorgeous blue eyes, it was Sodapop. He sprinted to te at lightning speed. He knelt down da your side and gasped as he saw your cuts and bruises, “Oh my god! Baby what happened?” He shouted as te sat up from the ground. te couldn’t say a word because te were crying so damn hard, it just came out as sobs and gasps for air. Sodapop sat down successivo to te 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 te so petrified. te 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 te stared into his eyes, “Hey, you’re sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza now. I won’t let anyone lay a finger on you. Just please… I can’t see te cry anymore.” He said, kind of like a whimper. te rested your forehead against his and shut your weary eyes, “I’m always sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza with you.” te breathed onto his shaking lips. te felt him nod a little then sudden lips pushed against yours. All te wanted right now was to feel secure and sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza with Soda, and he made te feel that way in the kiss. It almost felt like a lightning storm because te felt sparks fly. Tears stopped falling from your eyes and he slowly but passionately rubbed your tongues together. He pulled te closer to him to give te the feeling of safety. Just as the baciare became deeper, te heard footsteps successivo to you. te didn’t bother to look who it was because te were practically attached to Soda’s lips. “Really Soda? Making out on the concrete?” te heard Steve’s familiar tone; annoyed. te pulled away from Soda, still holding onto him tightly and looked at a few members of the gang standing behind Steve. Before te could explain anything, Two-Bit shouted, “Holy shit! What happened to your face?” Followed da Ponyboy punching him. te drew your attention back at Soda who had a smirk on his face. te both started laughing so te buried your head in his chest again to hide yourself from shame, “She got jumped.” Sodapop detto a little più serious, “C’mon doll, lets go get te cleaned up.” He detto beginning to pick te up.