A/N: I've always wanted to make an Outsiders FanFiction, and Johnny Cade is my favorite character. So, here goes;
Johnny looked around at the blank white room, wondering if Ponyboy and Two-Bit were going to visit once more. Being naked underneath some blankets staring at the floor wasn't exactly his favorite thing to do. Neither was withstanding pain from the fire. Why did I save those kids? Why? Why didn't I just stay in the car? What the hell am I thinking! Those kids would have died without us…
Was it worth it? Johnny didn't know, he couldn't decide whether to be that Greaser in the wheelchair or dead. Johnny felt grief pierce through his neck. Johnny never thought about it, but now, he connected all the dots. The nurses and doctors rarely didn't do anything, just give water, or food. They knew that he was going to pass away soon enough. Johnny sighed and wondered where the rest of the Greasers were.
His eyes went heavy and he fell asleep.
Johnny looked around, he could see people fighting. Socs and Greasers. Johnny ran towards the battle but he went right through them. ''What…'' he immediately realized he was dreaming. Johnny saw Ponyboy getting ganged up by some Socs. A Soc was kicking him to the floor, when Dally ran up and slugged him.
Johnny stood in the middle of the rumble. ''This is all worthless! What good is this going to do? We beat them, we're still the little pieces of…'' Johnny felt his voice crack and then hiccup and he woke up from his dream.
He recognized the white room, it was the hospital room. The dream felt so surreal. Too real. He had to stop the fight somehow. Johnny didn't think about how, but he just knew he had to. Johnny grunted in pain, he felt his head raise up somehow. Johnny didn't know how the hell he was managing to pull this off. He scooted to the right of the bed and fell off, his completely bare body touching the cold floor. Johnny felt pain in his back and then his legs. ''Argh!'' he shrieked in agony, the pain getting worse.
Johnny heard a nurse run inside. ''What have you done? How…?'' she asked, taken aghast. She carefully lifted his body back to the bed, but she put him on his back this time, putting the blankets over him. Johnny gasped for breath, he wanted to reach out to her, and spill out everything.
How he needed to get to the rumble.
How he needed to stop the rumble.
How he needed to stop that everything was worthless.
Tears went down his cheek, and Johnny started whimpering. The nurse silently left the room. Johnny stopped after about five minutes. He stared up at the ceiling for the next ten minutes, when he heard someone come in. Johnny tilted his head to see a bruised and cut blonde boy, and another person who had his lip cut and a bruise on his eye.
Johnny recognized the two people, they were Ponyboy and Dally. Johnny knew his predictions were correct when he saw their battle wounds. They did go to the rumble. Johnny sighed and Dally walked over to him.
''Johnny, we beat the Socs! They-they ran off! We won the rumble!'' Dally exclaimed happily, his smile sank when he saw Johnny's weak and frail body starting to sink into the bed. ''Oh no…'' Dally whispered to himself. His voice started to crack.
''Worthless…. fighting…'' Johnny managed to crack out. He looked at Ponyboy, and he carefully walked over to him, knowing that Johnny wanted him, he went on his knees and looked at the burnt Johnny Cade.
''Stay gold, Ponyboy… Stay gold,'' Johnny spoke softly, his eyes closed and he sunk into the bed, and Johnny passed away.