It Was Only A Nightmare
A/N: Okay, this story isn’t that good, but– I guess you could say it kind of goes off of They Got Older? A story I wrote a little while back. Only this time, it involves Ponyboy and Sodapop. Haha :’D I hope it’s kind of alright.
“You’re what?” Ponyboy looks at his older brother in disbelief. “Y-You gotta be kiddin’ me, Soda…”
“No, I ain’t…” The 16-year-old frowned deeply, trying to hold back the tears forming in his eyes. “I already told Darry. I leave in about a week.”
“NO!” The younger boy shouted, not bothering to stop the tears that fell. “Y-You can’t leave! You couldn’t have gotten drafted!” His voice cracked multiple times as his older brother pulled him into a tight hug.
“It’ll be okay, Ponyboy…”
“I-It’s not gonna b-be o-okay, Sodapop…” Ponyboy mumbled in his sleep. His eyes opened slowly and couldn’t do anything other than cry. The green-eyed boy immediately knew it was just a dream, but he still couldn’t help but cry.
Pony quietly hiccupped as he cried, not wanting anyone to wake up due to his stupid nightmare. But, Soda stirred and slowly opened his eyes, showing that he was awake.
“Pony…?” The blonde noticed the tears in his younger brother’s eyes and quickly sat up, “What’s wrong?”
“N-Nothin’…” The younger greaser quickly rubbed his eyes and Soda sighed, pulling him into a soft hug. Ponyboy let out a quiet whimper a quickly hugged back, letting more tears fall down his face as he buried his face in Sodapop’s neck.
“It’s okay, Ponyboy. You’re alright… Was it another nightmare…?” Soda’s soft voice was extremely soothing for Ponyboy as he nodded slowly.
“Wanna talk about it, kid…?”
The 14-year-old took a deep breath before nodding, pulling away from the hug. “W-Well, um… You w-were t-tellin’ me that you, uh… g-got drafted, you dig…? Like, for the war… A-And, I didn’t want to believe i-it… I didn’t w-want you to leave…” He looked at the older greaser, who stayed silent while looking down at his lap.
Ponyboy shook his head and sniffled. “I’m just glad it was just a nightmare…”
“Pony…” Sodapop tried thinking of what he could say.
“… I… I got drafted…” Sodapop whispered, “I-I didn’t know how to tell you… A-And I wanted to wait for the right time to do so…”
Pony stared at him without saying anything. He couldn’t say anything. His words caught in his throat and Soda bit his lip. “… I’m sorry you had to find out like this…”