Novel & Cerita Darry Hits Ponyboy

“Nothing is going on between Ponyboy and me.” Jez tilts her head with an incredulous snicker. “Seriously? Come on, girl, that boy is hot. I mean, he might not be in the same league as a certain gorgeous tortured boy that likes to wear a lot of black, but he’s close.” I roll my eyes. “It’s never been like that. Plus, Ponyboy is a player.” Jez slaps her hands over her thigh, sits up on her knees, and faces me. “Maybe that’s what you need.”

That uneasiness returned to his soul once again, now ten times stronger than before. Almost as if he was getting a warning sign to turn around and leave. But this was Dalton, his best friend since he was eight, what could possibly go wrong? "Sure, come on!" Dal ran ahead and just as Dylon was about to follow a loud thud came crashing down on the back of his head and he fell, blacking out. The last thing he saw was the fading white shirt his friend wore as the boy ran towards the van. Stupid Dal didn't even realize he was hit.

Ford is well aware of how strong Dallas is and he’s not surprised that Dallas can end someone with just one punch. “Oh great,” Jae says, sighing somewhere off to Ford’s right. “Now he’s done it.” “Uh oh!” Ellie squeaks next to her boyfriend. “Call him that again!” Dallas shouts, bending down to pick the bully up off the floor by the front of his shirt. His fist connects again, this time with his nose, and a spray of blood gushes out of it. “I fucking dare you!”

Darry exerted all his might. However, Kaze stayed rooted to the ground. “Fuck! Just kneel!” Humiliated, Darry shouted angrily, then raised his hand to hit Kaze. Kaze narrowed his eyes and retaliated with a slap. “Smack!” Blood bled out of Darry’s nose. Darry was knocked back and slammed into the ground, bouncing twice. He did not make a sound the entire time, not even opening his eyes. Silence befell the room.

Now the fun really begins for me! We have been inside 20 minutes and people are lying down everywhere. I have lost a few men just as Dimitri and Miguel have. The bikers really do know how to fire a gun and I should have known that. But as one does I overlooked that part. I'm upstaris now looking in all the rooms I know she is up here somewhere. Her littel boyfriend is behind the bar in a shootout so I took my chance. When I hit the fifth door I see my Abby huddled in a corner shaking. " Come on baby time to take you home" She look up eyes wide and nothing but fear in them.

Rose instinctively turned around. Alex's fist slammed into Darry's face once again. Darry had long stopped struggling. He lay sprawled on the floor, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, barely able to lift his head. Yet Alex showed no intention of stopping. His expression remained frighteningly calm as he delivered another punch.

Without even meaning to, girls could mess with a boy’s head. When I got out of my truck, I saw Dallas watching Liz on the other side of the gate. I did my best to stay quiet as I walked up behind her. Dallas didn’t hear me pull up. As soon as I got close enough, I slapped Dallas hard on the ass. “Ow!” Dallas turned around and shoved me in the chest. “Nice ass, baby,” I said and smirked. “You're in a good mood?” she questioned. I chuckled. “Should I not be in a good mood?”

Richard POV "Do you really think that's a good idea?" Dylan asks while he brings his beer to his lips. I shrug as I look at the Ice, and Fred gets hit by a hockey stick on the stomach. He falls back, and I frown, watching him stand up immediately and punch the guy in the stomach. The fight begins, we stand up as everyone else does the same, and we want to watch what is happening. This is brutal, and my baby brother loves the game.

Both stood at once. They found him in the mudroom, not yet even tipsy, already cornering another girl with the same weaponized charm. Derick didn’t bother with words. He put Duke’s face through the drywall. Damon followed up, breaking three fingers against the other boy’s ribcage as if it were more an inconvenience than contest. The crowd hushed, watched, and when Derick let Duke slump, the quiet held for a single exhaling second. “Next time,” Derick said to the room, “we eat you.”

They’re looking for someone to rip apart and take their place. Slam! Darryl flinches. Everything comes to a halt. In a blink, the room goes back to normal. He sees Goldie walk past him and screams. He falls to the floor and lands down on his butt. The other male looks at him in confusion but shrugs it off as he helps Leonardo stand up.