So Yeah my first story :D Happy days. I hope you enjoy it.

First of all you should know, Ponyboy is 40 in the bit in italics and then 43 in the non-italic bit. Yeah he's got on a bit eh. Lol.

Enjoy anyway!

14 year old Ronnie Curtis sat with is arms wrapped around his 9 year old sister Lynda. Lynda sat with her hands over her ears trying to block out the noise of their parents fighting in the living room.

"It's gonna be okay Lynda," Ronnie whispered into Lynda's ear "it's gonna be okay."

Ronnie longed to have somebody to tell him it was going to be okay. To have somebody's arms around him and tell him it was gong to be all right. But right now he had to be the comforting older brother. He rubbed Lynda's shoulders as she shook her head back and forth.

"That's right you just walk away." their dad shouted

"Maybe I won't come back this time." their mum shouted

There was the sound of a slap and then the slam of a door and then silence. Ronnie let go of Lynda and gently took her hands from her ears.

"Stay here Lynda." Ronnie said

Ronnie walked down the hall and into the living room. His dad was sitting with his head in his hands on the couch.

"Mom's coming back, right dad, she is coming back?" Ronnie asked

"I don't know Ronnie." his dad replied truthfully

In the half light Ronnie's dad's green-grey eyes were dark as the night. Lynda was the lucky one and had their dad's eyes while Ronnie had their mom's blue eyes. Ronnie sat down next to his dad.

"I hate hearing you guys fight. Lynda does too." Ronnie said

"I know. I'm sorry lil buddy. If you does leave you'll always have me." his dad said

Ronnie smiled. He would always have his dad. Somebody he could tryst no matter what.

~* 3 Years later *~

"Ronnie Curtis," Ponyboy Curtis yelled "get in here right now!"

Ronnie was 17 years old now. Three years ago his dad and mom got a divorce. He still saw his mom along with Lynda but it was as though she was a stranger. Ronnie was also not as connected with his dad as he had been.

"What is it dad?" Ronnie asked

"You know what this is?" Ponyboy asked

"Well it seems to be a letter from school." Ronnie replied

Ponyboy threw the letter on the coffee table in fury

"I am so sick of getting letter from the school. If it isn't about behaviour then it's about homework. If it's not about homework then it's about grade," Ponyboy stressed "why can't you just try."

"Because," Ronnie replied "school is a massive waste of time."

His dad's face turned red.

"Ronnie, when I was your age I was graduating high school. I was in advanced classes and was the valedictorian. I hardly see that happening to you." Ponyboy said

"Maybe because I'm not you. Maybe breaking up with mum fucked me up in the head." Ronnie said

"Language Ronnie." Ponyboy snapped

"Like I give a shit," Ronnie said testing his limits "you can try to make me into you. But it's never going to happen."

He slammed out of the house and Ponyboy didn't even try to go after him. In the three years Ronnie had gone downhill. At fourteen he had promise, he was as smart as his dad but he stopped trying. He had become ignorant and started blocking out people he didn't like or want in his life. It included his mom, two uncles (Darry and Soda ) and his dad. He only got on with his sister (whom he shared a close bond) and his friends. Other than that he was completely alone.

~* Meanwhile *~

Lynda Curtis sat in her room thumbing her way through a book. She had recently turned thirteen and was spending a lot of time in her bedroom. She was ignoring the loud voices of her dad and older brother. None of which annoyed her, it was a common occurrence for them to fight. Then the door slammed and Lynda sighed. Even though Lynda looked up to her brother she wished he wouldn't storm out of the house like a girl on her period.

The house became abnormally quiet after Ronnie left so Lynda decided to leave too. Walking into the living room to grab her shoes, Lynda saw her dad, he was sitting on the couch look rather down cast. Grabbing her shoes and putting them on Lynda went to slip out of the house, until her dad noticed what she was wearing.

"And where do you think you're going?" he asked

"Er, out." Lynda replied

"Not dressed like that." Ponyboy snapped a his daughter

Lynda was wearing blue skinny jeans and a red tank top. Both of which she had bought out of her own money. What was so wrong with that. Besides it was a nice day outside.

"Oh c'mon dad. I'm always left out. Why don't you let me wear skinny jeans. I'm not allowed a miniskirt and I'm not allowed a tube top. Why am I always the one left out." Lynda wailed

"Well too bad, I don't want my daughter looking like a mini hooker." Ponyboy said

"You are the worst dad in the world." Lynda cried and stormed back to her room throwing herself onto her bed.

I'd say read and review but hopefully you've read now all I can ask is you review.

Please!

~ Peace out ~