Ponyboy Quote Novels & Stories

"I thought you were my good girl, Ronnie?" A different type of heat flushed me then. This motherfucker… "Fuck you." The curse had no heat on it, as toothless as I was embarrassed. Which was a lot. Moaning like a two-bit whore. "I ain't your fuckin' good girl." Wickedness graced Jévon face like I'd said the right thing. "All right," he shrugged his shoulders. "Have it your way, honey. We can stop." I shoot up off the bed.

I gasp, unable to say anything else. “I'm so proud of you, my boy. You have grown so much. Be always happy, don't give up, and don't let anyone make you feel like your life is not worth living for.” “So many people will try to bring you down, but then they don't understand what you are going through. You are strong, so enjoy and make the right choices. Don't be like me.” I wanted to ask her what she meant by ‘ not making the wrong choices’ but then the little boy yelled and she turned to face him, before I knew it, they both disappeared, almost like they never existed.

“She’s fought for everything we have! And she never needed a damn thing from your lies!” Jonas is crying now, blood dripping from his nose, and for once, he looks small. I don’t regret it. They sit me on a bench outside the field, and the boy sits beside me silently. He doesn’t say anything for a while. Then, quietly, he murmurs, “Thanks.” I huff. “You don’t have to thank me. They’re idiots.” He’s quiet again for a few seconds. Then he says, “Do you really think your mom’s that brave?”