“Wait? Wait? I can’t do that- my sister- Lolly- she’s out there I can’t leave her.”
he can’t leave her. Not when he’s already discounted her, not when he’s sure it’d destroy his family if she got hurt, not when she was the glue of the entire Sallow family. He needed to help her now- he didn’t care if he ended up like Julian. God, he wished Julian was here, at least Julian can be civil. At least Julian can control his temper.
Darry sighs n stands stiffly to his feet, collectin blankets n nudgin Johnny off he feet beside Pony. He wraps the three of them, towelin Curly's sopin hair, n he must really be out of it cause he doesn't fight against the scrap of affection like a wet cat.
'What. You not from around here or somethin?' Steve fiddles with a knife he's produced from no where. Jack's eyes follow it anxiously. Though he's too detached to care, glancin toward the firmly locked shelter doors.
'What?'
'If you go out there, you're gonna end up dead, man. Your, sister, was it? You ain't gonna be any good to her out there.' Soda quickly takes up the place Darry vacated, soothingly runnin a hand through Pony's hair.
'For better or worse. You go out after her? You're gonna end up dead.'
