Chapter Five - Part Four: Scared...

Two-bit and Dallas.
They boys stopped dead in their own tracks and peered to the corpse of Ponyboy Curtis.


Mathews screamed out, Winston was petrified, he just gasped.. Literally gasped., with eyes wide open. Both backing up.


Darrel looked to the floor now, but he slowly moved his head upward to reveal his blood splattered face to the boys, but with that same damn smile again.. This time he pulled out a pistol on his side pocket..


"The hell you doing?!" Two-bit shouted to him. "Why'd... Why would you do this, man..?" Dally was just as scared as Two-bit. I mean really, Dallas Winston, be scared? This time it was a whole nother thing. The boy was shaking in his boots..


Not so tough now huh..


They were at the ready to get the hell out of there and call someone bout this. But it was already gonna be too late..


"You've.. Seen... Too... Much." And with those bloodcurdling words that came out of the older Curtis' mouth, he brought the gun up to the boys and shot them both down. It took a few bullets to get them down. Blood scattered, blood here and there, blood everywhere. The boys didn't even get a chance for their last screams..


Two-bits body was blown to the wall. Dallys body was shot towards the door.
Shot out of cold blood and heated madness coming from Darry.


They were dead on instant..


"Weight off my shoulders anyway.." Darry walked off like it was nothing to him.. He strutted out the front door, out to his truck.


He pulled down the trunk door and what revealed to be the late Sodapop, Steve and Johnny, laid out in all their cold glory. All beaten and batted, horribly dismantled the three boys were and disturbingly had their eyes gouged out of their skulls.


"Ahhh hello, everyone. I'm glad you could... Make it." That disturbing smile of his crossed his face once more as he spoke to the bodies.


He dragged Soda and Steve into the house. He grabbed Soda by the hair, and Steve by his leg.


The demented man went back for the dark haired corpse. This time he dragged him by the noose he had placed on him after he had taken care of Soda and Steve. Eventually he made it inside with all the gangs bodies laid out on the floor..


Darry decided to align the boys in a line on the wall.. Going from youngest to oldest.


Ponyboy, Johnny, Sodapop, Steve, Dallas, Two-bit, all thrown up against a wall. Side by side. All rotting at the seams..


Darry stared at the six dead boys..


"Glad everyone is here to see this..."


He stared for a good five minutes then cocked the pistol, put it in his mouth and pulled the trigger, falling backwards...


That, was that..


Lives murdered, lives took...


The greasers were no more...


Nothing gold could stay, anyway...


{ we always talk about the good, never the bad.. The light but never the dark.. What if there is no light at the end of the tunnel? What if its dark as nightfall? What will be awaiting on the other side? Will there be monsters? Dark angels? Demons? No one knows the answers... No one knows why the mighty might fall... We were taught to to keep sanity sacred.. We were taught to leave dementia behind us... Little did they know that monsters live inside each and everyone of us... And sometimes.... They win... }


Thank you so much everyone, for reading my fanfic and guess what??...


A sequel is under way and I have a trailer preview already set up. I'll post it later on tonight and if you would like to be tagged in the preview, comment now!! Tysm. ~ Blanca.

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