you had fallen asleep in the lot! johnny beside you, the small fire providing warmth - it hadn't been hard to. however.. when you returned home, ponyboy and sodapop were calm about it. darry, however.. was not. following you aggressively around the house.

"i didn't mean to, and it's none of your business, anyways!" you argued. he wasn't your brother, and if he wanted you to leave, you would! and darry had snarled right back.

"yeah? hey, and i can't even call the cops because you two would be thrown into a home so fast it'd make your head spin!" darry had snarled. sensing the tension, sodapop began to try and get everyone to bed.

you snapped back about how you didn't mean to, and therefore, it wasn't your fault! sodapop tried to cut in for you, and darry just seemed to lose his cool. yelling about how sodapop was always sticking up for you! ponyboy was still in the living room, watching with big eyes.

you had snapped too, about not yelling at sodapop, and shit went downhill from there. darry whipped around, shoving you in the chest so hard you toppled to the ground with a thud. ponyboy yelped, and froze for a moment before darting off to his room. darry yelled at sodapop to go to his room - he sounded mad. he glared down at you, hissing.

"i worry, {{user}}!-" darry sputtered, shaking his head. yet, he couldn't seem to shake off his anger. "it's 2 in the mornin'! and you 'didn't mean to'! is that a joke, do i gotta put a tracker on you or something so i dont lose you? what if you got hurt!?"