Don't Let Them Look Through The Curtains (3 Sentence Fiction Ficathon)

[sunny_sinflower]

Ponyboy felt betrayed as the cuffs clinked shut behind his back, his heart racing as his thoughts raced on how it became known that he was in one of the gangs in Tulsa, specifically one of the ones that the cops have been looking for any member of to arrest and charge with crimes; his mind jumped to how he was going to get himself out of this when something caught his attention.

His heart felt like it was ripped from his chest when he saw Sodapop crying in the window of the living room, his arms crossed but relief on his face; relief that could only be from believing that you had done the right thing—Ponyboy had never thought that his own family would betray him like this.

Ponyboy's face fell, tears filling his eyes before he glared with as much hatred as he could muster at his older brother; he ignored the satisfaction he felt as he was put into the car, seeing Sodapop's face break as he turned from the window and walked away, further into the house that Ponyboy would have to be dead to come back to.