Crazy

Notes: My first outsider's fanfic in while. I got the idea from watching Smaville last night. Anyway, it's based on my My Immortal song fic. PLZ R&R.

Summary: Pony sees Johnny as a ghost in the bathroom and Pony is later found by Soda, Pony had cut wrists. Is Pony crazy and seeing things or is Johnny telling him something. Can Johnny's ghost help Ponyboy or does Johnny want something form Ponyboy?

Declaimer: I don't own The outsiders

Chapter one: The Ghost in the Bathroom.

Pony's POV

It was a stormy night out and I was in the shower that night. It was like every night that week, rainy and dull. I sighed and grabbed the bar of soap and started to rub it on my body. I washed all the soap off my body. That was when the power went out. " Damn it" I muttered. I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around myself. Before I got out of the shower I thought I saw face, a white pale face. I thought I was seeing things.

" Hey Soda! Where are the candles?" I called out to him.

" Here I'll get one for you" Soda said and he soon came with a candle that was lit and handed it over to me.

" Thanks" I said and took the candle as he left the room. I placed it on the sink and rubbed off the fog on the mirror. That's when I saw him. I freaked. I wipped around . There was a ghost, it was Johnny's ghost.

" Help… Me..?" He cried sounding helpless.

"What?" I said before he came over to me and I screamed loudly. Johnny the ghost was coming to me and I tried backing away from him.

He held his knife and said " This is the only way" he sounded so dark and far way. I tried pulling away, but he grabbed my wrist and before I knew what happened I past out cold on the floor.

I awoke breathing deeply, I had tears in my eyes. I was shaking like mad, and I looked down at my wrist. Had I cut my wrists or did the ghost of Johnny do this? Suddenly my body felt cold and strange.

"Ponyboy!" It was Soda standing in the door way gasping. "Why? Why?" he said to me sounding scared for me.

" Help … Me..?" I cried sounding just like Johnny did.

" Oh Pony" Soda said and he picked me up and carried me out wrapped in a towel. He change me into warm clothes and yelled for Darry to come.

"What happened?" Darry asked shocked.

" It was a ghost.. He cut my wrist! Johnny's ghost... ghost." I said gasping. Was I losing my mind?

" Ponyboy Michael Curtis! Why would you want to cut yourself?" Darry asked me sternly. All I could do was stare at him. I pointed at him, laughed and fell back on my bed,. What was going on with me? Why was I acting this way? This is not me? Not at all like me. Darry shook his head and told Soda to call 911.

I wasn't crazy was I? Why was Johnny's ghost coming to me? What does it want from me? Why choose me for help?

Before I knew it the ambulance came but it was not the normal one it was for a mental hospital. What the hell was going on? I'm not crazy. " Soda! Soda! Darry! How could you!" I cried as I struggled to get free from the doctor.

One pulled out what look like a type of shot and he gave the shot in my arm and I clamed down. I was tired and mad. How could they do this to me? I was their baby brother. If mom and dad were alive they wouldn't let them do this to me.

I was being strapped down on to a stretcher. I couldn't understand why my own brothers would do this to me. I wasn't crazy. Is that what they thought? Soda of all people I thought would have not let them do this. But all he did was watch them and let them do this to me.

I saw the door of the ambulance close with me inside it. I made sure the last look I gave my brothers that night was a nasty one. I wanted them to know how mad I was with them. I saw the sad looks on their faces and that showed me, that my face got to them.

That's all for now, R&R and sorry if short be longer next time.