Imagines

Sodapop

YOUR POV.

No. He did not just do that. You watched as your boyfriend pulled away from a kiss with some soc. You folded you arms and watched him from across the bar. You were out getting a drink at Buck's when you saw sodapop walk in. He had a beer or two and it finally got to him. You thought he'd be smarter about it though. He sat on the couch, the soc on his lap, amd smiled. He kept talking to her and didn't even realize you were there watching him. You squeezed your cup. You had saw you spilled your drink on your maroon tank top and decided to leave. Maybe he'll make up for it later. Maybe it really was just a drunken accident. If he's your sodapop curtis, he'll admit it later and do anything to make up for it. You left your cup and walked outside and brushed the beer off your shirt. You began to walk to the curtis house. You wouldn't tell the gang what you saw. You would wait. You knew dallas and darry and Steve would go crazy hard on soda if he ever hurt you, so you kept your kewl. Brushing strands of your [Y/HC] hair out of your face you skipped over to the house. You walked into the house and plopped down on the couch.

"Hey [Y/N]." pony called.

"Hey pone." you said trying not to sound too down. He could basically read your mind, he knew you too well.

"C'mere." he said leading you to his and soda's room.

He closed the door and sat you on the bed.

"What happened?" he asked crossing his arms.

"He kissed another broad- a soc." you said.

"Awe... Soda's gonna be sleeping outside tonight." pony stated. I shook my head fiercely.

"No no. Don't say anything yet. Please." you pleaded standing up.

"Why?" he asked.

"Because, if he admits it then we can move along. I know he probably just had one too many drinks, thats all." you said.

Pony nodded. "Okay." he said and walked out of the room. You sat on the bed, hoping nothing would happen.

You heard a door slam and lots of mutters.

"Hey- soda what's up with ya?" you heard darry asked.

Somebody stumbled amd knocked something over.

"I'm fine..." someone mumbled and you heard a person approach the room. Soda walked- more like stumbled in and fell on the bed in front of you.

"Soda what happened?" you asked. He lifted his head from the pillows amd cracked a smirk.

"I jus' drank a little too *hic* much." he slurred. You crossed your arms.

"Did uh- anything happen? At the bar?" you asked.

He sat up only to fall back again. You sat next to him.

"Uh *hic* no." he said smiling.

"Ya sure? Coz i think i saw you kissin some other broad." you stated and he sat up straight.

"Look- it was jus' a pec ya know... Nothin really... *hic*" he shot. You stood up and walked out into the living room.

He trailed behind you. "Look- it wasnt that bad..." he said.

"Yes it was! Another girl other than me? Especially a-"

"*hic* soc *hic* i know but chilll..." he said approaching you.

Gasps came around the room.

"Really soda?" darry asked walking up to you two.

Soda shook him off. "It was nothin... Geez-" he pushed darry back a bit.

Darry grabbed his arm. "Look why do you have to get so upset!!?" soda asked punching him in the chest. They started to fight.

You made the wring move of pulling them apart. Soda's nose was bleeding and he was still throwing punches. He punched you across the face. You fell on the floor and clutched your bleeding cheek.

"Oh-" you got up and ran out the door, and down thr street to your house. You made a left across the street and busted through your door, shutting it and locking up.

You quickly walked into your bathroom and cleaned your bleeding cheek. You dabbed a wet rag at it and examined it. It was a pretty long gash, not very wide however. You walked out, after flipping the lights off, and sat on your bed. You couldn't help but keep brushing your fingers on the bump. You also kept drawing your hand back and hissing in pain. Eventually you fell asleep in all your clothes, clutching a pillow. Your mom wasn't home so stayed by yourself. You woke up early and looked at the clock. 5:30. You changed into a black t shirt with ripped jeans and a gray throw jacket. Today you were gonna face the music. You and sodapop curtis were offically done for. If wanted to go out and kiss girls and get violently drunk, he would do that without you. You tried to forget everything but found it hard and depressing. So you decided you wouldn't talk about it instead. It was easier to learn and move on then to try and forget. You walked into the curtis house and sat on the couch next to pony. He took one look at your cheek and almost went crazy.

"Shh... Pone im fine. Okay?" you said, treating him like a pet. He nodded and went back to his book.

Soda was still at work now so you didn't have to see him just yet.

"Hey [Y/N] wanna help with dinner?" darry called.

"K. Comin." you said walking into the kitchen.

Atfer a hard 30 minutes you two finished and set the table. Soda walked in and sat on the couch.

"Hey pone." he said, no trace of the boy he was yesterday. Pony still ignored him.

Soda rolled his eyes and looked up to face you. His face turned pale as he examined your marking of his doing. He stood up.

"[Y/N]- im really sorry... Can't we jus' forget that?" he asked.

"You know, its harder to forget something then it is to except it and move on." you said looking down.

He gently caressed your cheek and lifted your chin up.

"I accept it. I want to move on. I messed up, badly- but i still love you so much." he said. You nodded and wiped a tear from your cheek.

"I want to move on. But promise me this will never happen again." you said wrapping your arms around his neck.

He nodded and brushed his soft lips aginst yours.

"Promise." he confirmed.

"And don't let you being soooo handsome get in the way of us. No other girls ight? Only me. " you said. You weren't being selfish- you were just laying down the rules.

He nodded. "Okay."

**Took like 3 days to write this...**

A/N
1:00 here. Tired af
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