Infatuation

Chapter 40

I end up eating another bowl of ice cream and a little bit of soup without throwing up afterwards. I'm taking it slow, though. No sudden movements or eating things I can't handle yet. I'm feeling much better. Almost back to normal. It must have been food poisoning.

Sodapop stays with me for the rest of the afternoon. He told me that it is a really slow day at the DX and Steve has got it covered.

Two-Bit was supposed to be here thirty minutes ago with the puppy but he hasn't shown up. None of the boys have. I don't mind though. It let's me have more time with Sodapop.

The front door opens and I am surprised to see Darry walk in instead of anyone else. He doesn't open the door like a madman does. He is very gentle with it. He has a serious look plastered on his face.

"Soda, you got a letter." He says as he pulls the mail out of his coat pocket.

Sodapop starts jumping up and down in happiness. "Give me!" He yells. It makes me laugh.

He snatches the letter out of Darrys hands and ribs it open. His smile falls as he reads it. Darry sighs and goes into the kitchen.

"What is it, Soda?" I ask.

"Its a letter from Sandy." He tells me carefully.

My heart drops to my stomach. "What does it say?" I ask. He sits on the couch next to me and hands me the letter. I start to read it.

Dear Sodapop,

I hope this letter finds you well. Craig and I are doing well! He is a wonderful baby boy. He looks just like his Dad.

I feel my fist clench against my leg. How insensitive is this bitch?

I know we didn't leave off at the right place, and I would like to fix it. I'm going to be in town a couple weeks before Halloween. Maybe we could meet up and reconnect.

Ricky and I broke up. It took me a long time to get over him and I think it would be beneficial for us to see and talk things out.

Sincerly, Sandy Morris.

I look up at Sodapop. His eyes are full of anger. I open my mouth to speak but he talks before I do.

"I'm not going to meet up with her. I'm not even going to write a letter back to her. She lost her chance to fix things with me a long time ago." He tells me.

"Are you okay, Soda?" I ask.

"I'm okay. You make me okay. I love you, not her. I will always love you. You are the one I need now." He says. I watch his eyes become gentle and kind. A small smile spreads across his face as he pulls me closer to him. He lifts my chin up so that I have to look at him. I can't help but smile.

His lips land against mine and I can't tell him to pull away because I am sick, even though I am ninety-nine percent sure it is food poisoning. I want him to kiss me. I love when he kisses me.

I know that Sodapop is the only boy I can fall in love with. I will never be able to fall in love with someone else again. He makes me feel so loved. I need him now.

We only pull away from the kiss because I need to catch my breath. Our foreheads press against eachother. I keep my eyes closed as I focus on Sodapop hands.

They trail down my face to my hips. He desperately pulls me closer. I pull his hair gently as I open my eyes. His eyes are already open and searching me for something.

"Monroe, you are the only one for me. You are so beautiful, kind, caring, loving, and passionate. You are so stunning." He says as my lips curl into a smile, "I can't get enough of you. I need you to be with me for the rest of my life. You are the one that was made for me. You are the only person I can fall in love with. I am so happy that you are mine. Mine to love and hold and kiss. Mine and only mine. I love you so, so, so much. So much, Roe. I can't even explain it."