Disclaimer- I don't have anything to do with Happy Days or any of its characters.
*Fonzie's pov*
The voices from the newest gang members are still stuck in my head.
'Why are you here? Don't you know that losers aren't allowed?'
'Ugh, why don't you get out of here, you aren't good enough to be here.'
I look at the razor in my hand. Do I really want to do this?
I am pulled out of my thoughts by a knock at the door. "Fonz, are you in there?" a girl's voice asks.
'Johanne,' I think.
"Come in!" I say.
Johanne walks in and sees me, and I guess she sees the razor in my hand, too. "Were you actually going to do this?" she asks.
"I was thinking about it," I admit.
Johanne sits by me and takes the razor. "Fonzie, please don't ever do this. Why would you want to, anyway?" she asks. "People really do care about you."
"Who?" I ask, tears filling my eyes.
"I do. Richie does. Tons of other people too," Johanne says. "Fonz, please believe me."
With her saying this, I can't control my tears anymore. They fall and I grab Johanne's hand. "Johanne, listen, you think people care. But a lot don't." I say.
"Who made you want to do this?" she asks.
"People." I say. "They told me I wasn't good enough. That I'm a loser. I believed them."
"You are good enough, Fonz. Don't let them bother you." Johanne says.
I kiss Johanne lightly. "'Ey, I already have," I whisper. "It's too late now."
"Well, you don't have to anymore," Johanne says, kissing me.
I kiss her back and say, "I won't anymore."