A/N: Okay, this is just another "The Outsiders" fanfic of mine, but this is one that I only do when I want to take a short break from "Bruises and Scars Last Longer then You Think", "Welcome to the New Home", and "Very Greasy Weddings" to think more ideas out. This story is just different one-shots of different songs that fit in with the Greasers lives. Each Greaser will have their chance at each chapter, and they'll each have different plots and songs, meaning that if this chapter says somebody died (which doesn't happen), that person isn't dead in the next chapter.
I already got the first two chapters planned out, but if anybody wants to suggest a clean song to fit one of the Greasers, or possibly a Soc, then go right on ahead and leave a suggestion in a review, or message me. Don't worry if your song suggestion doesn't come up right away, because there are billions of songs out there, you all dig? J
Well, I hope you all enjoy my first musical chapter, and here it goes with the song "Lucky Man" by Montgomery Gentry, which I DO NOT own, and I changed some of the lyrics so they would fit what the 60's had. Enjoy now! :D J
Johnny's POV
Man, it was cold outside, and I was glad to actually be inside the Dingo, where I was on my break, playing pool like a sharp-shooter against Buck, my boss and one of my full-grown adult greaser pals. My sister, twelve-year-old Cassidy was just sitting there, smiling her pretty grin at me as she played with her long brunette hair, then focusing her dark, dark brown eyes out the big glass window to see the snow start coming down during that cold December day.
It was actually Christmas Eve, and man, today was slow at the Dingo. I've went through what I figured was a whole dang lot ever sense my best, best friend, Ponyboy Curtis, and myself, Jonathan Cade, but everybody just calls me Johnny or Johnnycake, ran away from our homes in Tulsa, but returned after a week when I was told that I busted my back from a fire incident Ponyboy and I got into. Nevertheless, the doctors were wrong. I didn't get my back busted. Only sensitively bruised.
However, after returning back to Tulsa with Ponyboy, and our lives began to slowly return back to normal, I began to have a harder time then usual. I was glad to have Cassidy, and my other baby sister, seven-month-old Jocelyn, back together with me, and yes, I'm super thrilled to be back with the gang, but that's not just the thing…a lot has happened to me that I can't quite explain.
(I have days where I hate my job.
This little town and the whole world too.
And last Sunday when Ponyboy's football team lost,
Lord it put me in a bad mood.)
I did say I was on break at the Dingo, and not to mention bringing up Buck being my boss. It was hard enough as it is with me having to balance many food plates and glasses of different types of sodas and beers without dropping a single thing, and let's not forget to bring up how awful the Dingo lately reeks with cigarette ashes and tobacco!
"Come on, Ponyboy! Throw it to Ethan! He's open!" Darry Curtis hollered out at his youngest kid brother from the stands that he was sitting with Dally Winston, Steve Randle, Two-Bit Matthews, Sodapop Curtis, Kitten Andrews, Cassidy, Jocelyn, and myself.
Since Darry used to play football, he knows all of the tricks and whatnot to actually help Ponyboy during his actual games. Last Sunday, it might've been cold, but there wasn't any snow coming down from the sky, or covering the crunchy grass at the time, so Ponyboy and the other football players were forced to play their last game against some Socs until next season.
Yeah, Ponyboy joined the football team to make Darry proud after he heard the news about Dallas and I surviving our injuries that truly didn't kill us, but wounded us. But Dallas and myself are both good now. We don't even look like we've ever been in any serious damages or pain. It was as if Dally was never shot, and I wasn't ever in a fire with Pony.
"WAHOO! THAT'S MY KID BROTHER!" Sodapop cheered. He couldn't even sit still in his seat, nor stand up without dancing and jumping around like a little child. But that's one of the many reasons I'm a friend to Sodapop Curtis. I smiled a bit at him, then focused my black eyes back on Ponyboy, who was bashing away and dodging Socs on the field, thinking to myself that Soda will never grow up.
"Come on, Pony!" Steve yelled out, sitting inbetween Darry and Dally, and Dallas was surprisingly admiringly grinning at the field with satisfaction, nodding his head slowly a bit as he smoked a cancer-stick, meaning that he must've been secretly loving watching how great Ponyboy was approving in football.
"You can do it, Pone!" Dallas then called out, and that certainly surprised everybody, but all Dally did was shrug his shoulders and say to us that he had his moments, before he went back to taking drags of his weed.
"You got this, kiddo! You got this! Just don't get killed!" Two-Bit thought he was actually giving Ponyboy a pep-talk with him already being on the field, but he was proven wrong when he got punched in the arm by Kitten, who's the oldest female in our gang, she being Ponyboy's girlfriend and the prettiest girl in our whole school. I'm just surprised that she's so dang pretty and one of us.
All Cassidy and Jocelyn were doing was watching Ponyboy, clapping their hands and cheering, making me smile more. I certainly loved my little sisters.
However…after I turned my head back to the field, I witnessed Jessie Sheldon, Bob Sheldon's one year older brother, tackle Ponyboy to the ground, earning him the football, which cost our team the game, considering that Jessie went to the other teams school.
I still remember how ticked I saw after witnessing that Jessie jerk do that to my best friend. I'm still mad about it today, but I just try my best to forget about it. However, it isn't that easy.
(I have moments when I curse at rain.
Then complain when the suns too hot.
I look around at what everyone has,
And I forget all I've got…)
I grabbed my coat and slipped it on, adjusting my wedding ring afterwards to make sure it wouldn't slip off when I placed on my blue-jeans jacket. Yes, I got married. I may be sixteen, but come on. I'm not planning to go to college at all, and all I want is to start a loving life with the true lady I love.
"Nice pool skills, Johnny. Anyway, kid, you got your paycheck, so you best go on home to your wife and pals." Buck instructed me, and I only nodded my head, too deep in thought about what stuff I possibly have in my life to help me feel better about myself when these Socs just plainly have it made. They get spoiled by their folks and never abused, while they drive their precious mustangs around, and hit the malls and whatnot with their very wealthy amount of allowance. With my job as a waiter, I can only loan Cassidy about five dollars a week, considering the rest of my money goes to the bills to keep a roof over my wife's, Cassidy's, Jocelyn's and my heads, food on our plates, and clothes on our backs. Cassidy doesn't mind though. She usually just saves up the allowance that I give her each week. She's been doing it since the beginning of November.
(But I know I'm a lucky man!
God's given me a pretty fair hand!
Got a house and a piece of land,
A few dollars and a soda can.
My old trucks still runnin' good!
My tinkers tickin' like they sat it should…)
I waved good-bye to Buck one last time, then escorted Cassidy out the door with me, holding her hand as she stayed close to my side, and the two of us walked into the narrow parking lot of the Dingo. My old truck was the only car there that they, considering it was Christmas Eve, and everybody was out enjoying their time with their families and friends.
I'm just glad I was able to leave the Dingo, because I just wanted to get on home to my new house, where I lived with my wife and little sisters, and the gang said they'd stop by when I got off work.
"Johnnycake, when are you going to get better? You've been getting dragged down with so much ever sense you and Pony returned a week after the whole murder incident with that Bob Soc." Cassidy told me as she buckled herself into the passengers seat of my old truck.
But I only shrugged my shoulders and sighed out, "Certain images scar for life, little sis.", right before I started my truck, and then drove out of the Dingo's parking lot, hittin' it on down the snowy road like a sane person afterwards.
(I've got supper in the oven, a good woman's loving…
One more day and I'll be my little kid's dad…
Lord knows I'm a lucky man…)
My wife's name is Amanda, but most people call her Olivia, and she just so happens to be Dally's little sister, which is why I have to be extra cautious with her as my wife. Not only is she my beautiful wife and sixteen as well…but she's carrying my little baby. Yep, that's right. We met when we were just little kids, but after I was placed into ICU at the hospital from getting damaged after that fire, she didn't take any hesitation to come and visit me. She was actually the first to do so.
I still remember hearing her soft cries and whimpers as she tried pushing the nurses out of her way so she could come in and see me, but they didn't allow her, telling her I needed my rest and that I couldn't accept any visitors at that moment.
"..L-Let her in…" I managed to croak out, my voice cracking and stuttering from the huge amount of pain I was in.
The three nurses, each shocked, shot around and realized that I was now awake. I could still smell the awful scent of burning flesh and cooked hair, but I wouldn't allow that to cut into my true feelings.
"Well what do you know? He's awake!" the shorter nurse that was sort of fat told the other two nurses, who were taller and a whole lot skinner then her.
"…I-I've been w-wanting to s-see her…i-it couldn't h-hurt a-anything' now…" I went on, trying to fight my tears that were welding up in my black eyes, but I just couldn't help myself. I was in MAJOR pain from my many burns and scars that would soon heal, but would take awhile of time.
One of the taller nurses pouted a moment, then brushed her long black hair out of her face, and she sighed, finally moving out of Amanda's way. The three nurses then left my hospital room, and Amanda quickly bashed over to the side of my bed, crying more and more at what she was seeing of me. I guess I was pretty bad to make her cry like that. Like Dallas himself, Amanda usually never cried. So, I honestly couldn't believe what I was witnessing.
"…J-Johnnycake…" Amanda sniffled. I could tell she wanted to brush my hair or hold my hand to comfort me, but she couldn't, because I was injured all over, especially down after the center of my back.
"…A-Amanda…don't c-cry for me…" I cracked out, trying desperately now to not make my voice stutter, but I couldn't help it. "Sixteen y-years…I-I've been t-through a w-whole l-lot, huh?"
"Johnny, please don't die! You can't die! The gang can't get along without you!" Amanda blubbered, and I knew that she wasn't bluffing or anything like that. I was her BOYFRIEND here, and she's seeing me the way I was at that time, very injured and very weak.
"…I'm n-not going t-to die, M-Mandy…" I assured her I wasn't, and I'm glad that I kept my promise. Mandy was my nickname for her. Amanda was certainly something. A beautiful girl with a golden heart, even though she tries to toughen up and not break down in this world. However at that moment, she was miserably failing, crying, sniffling, and whimpering all of her energy out.
"…Johnnycake…baby, I love you…" Amanda sniffled, wiping her steaming tears and tear streaks away from her red face, but new ones kept taking their places.
"…I-I love y-you, t-too…Mandy…l-look w-what's in my b-blue-jeans j-jacket." I cracked out as I rested my eyes shut, taking in and letting out deep and heavy breaths. I didn't want to scare Amanda, but I knew that I was failing at that. I couldn't help myself though. I was still sort of tired from the medicine the doctors gave me.
Amanda was confused, but I grinned weakly a little as she did as I said. She dug one of her white hands into my jean-jackets pocket, after she walked over to one of the chairs that was resting there in my hospital room where my jacket was laying. Not long after that, she turned back around and rushed back over to the side of my hospital bed, tears still falling down her face as her mouth hung open in a surprised manner.
I released some weak chuckles the best I could, right before I slowly and carefully reached up, then touched Amanda's face, making her take in a shaky breath as more tears fell from her bright, bright blue eyes. I tucked a piece of her ginger-colored behind her earring-pierced ear, and then croaked out the stuttering words, "…W-Will you marry m-me, Amanda C-Clover W-Winston?"
There now resting in the palm of Amanda's hand was the small black box that she had gotten out of my blue-jeans pocket, and when she opened it, she revealed a purple silky patch of cloth, where a diamond ring rested. I had bought the ring to propose to her sooner or later awhile before the stabbing incident with Bob, but I was too scared and shy to take a moment to pop the question with Amanda. But right then at that moment…I knew that it was a perfect moment, even though I was pretty banged up and in pain.
"Oh…yes! Yes! Yes, I WILL marry you, Jonathan Alexander Cade!" Amanda cheered, crying more and more, faster and faster with every tear that was shed, but I figured those were tears of happiness. I smiled more the best I could, right before I slipped the ring onto her finger myself.
However, she had to leave then, because the nurses had come back and said that I had two other visitors, who I suspected was Ponyboy and properly Two-Bit. I was straight on right with that one.
"Darling," My voice cracked a bit again when I spoke that single word to Amanda. "Kiss me o-one l-last time b-before you g-go."
…And she did. The two of us made our lips connect for about ten or so seconds, right before she had to leave.
The kiss hurt a bit from my face being burned a bit as well, but it was worth it. I was then engaged.
We both dropped out of school ourselves then, both of us not plotting to go to college at all in the future, and we got married at a beautiful church about three weeks later, after I was allowed to leave the hospital and Dally had healed himself from the gunshot wounds.
Not long later, Cassidy and I arrived back to my place, where my beautiful wife was waiting inside in front of the warm fireplace with her eyes and smile on Jocelyn, who was adorably giggling as she played with some of her Barbie dolls and her old, worn out teddy bear.
Cassidy gave Amanda a hug right after we entered through the front door, feeling relieved that we finally entered a warm area, and then Cassidy started playing with Jocelyn, talking to her through her toys and tickling her.
Me, on the other hand, gave my beautiful wife a long, romantic kiss, right before I gently patted her baby-bump showing belly. Amanda was wearing a pair of her maternity clothes. Her shirt was the one that I had picked out for her at the baby store, and it was labeled with the words "Am I a BOY or a GIRL?"
I then left to the kitchen and grabbed the phone, dialing the Curtis's house number. We didn't live that far away. Maybe about ten or so minutes.
(Got some friends that will be here fast.
I can call 'em anytime of day.)
I still remember when I met Ponyboy on the playground when we were just children, and then he introduced me to his older brothers, folks, and friends. We call ourselves the Greasers, and we've been around long before Tulsa has ever known.
I can't imagine my life without Dally's strong protection, Two-Bit's wisecracking jokes and pranks, Kitten's sweet and lovely secrets, Ponyboy's reading and writing, Steve's excellent skills at different things, Soda's tickling attacks, and Darry's job with keeping all of us together.
We're all the best of friends. We're with each other through the thick and thin, never leaving each other hanging in our times of need. Cassidy, Jocelyn, and I are the gangs pets. Our job is to just keep the arguments and fights with each other away.
(Got one sister who's got my back.
Got another who I swears a saint.)
Cassidy's certainly one of the best little sisters in the world. Anytime I need something from homework to backup with anything, she was always there for me.
Little Jocelyn is certainly adorable. She always keeps me on my feet, especially when she's crawling all over the place. She's as fast as a racecar during a drag race!
(Got a brand new rod and reel.
Got a full week off this year.
Mom and Dad had close calls last spring,
It's a miracle that they're still here.)
I had started to love fishing ever sense Cassidy, Jocelyn, and I finally had enough of our parents drunken and high abuse. So, I called social services, and our folks were taken away. After that, Cassidy, Jocelyn, and myself were taken to an actual loving couple, Madison and Derek Parks. Both of them were certainly amazing, and they still are.
Derek, who I now call my dad, started to take me fishing during the summer for some father-son bonding, and I ended up learning so well that I got my very own rod and reel for an early Christmas present. I also started catching more fish then Derek himself.
However, on one spring day, Madison and Derek both went out to shop for groceries, and they ended up getting shot during a stickup. Luckily, both of their surgeries were successes, and by the time Cassidy, Jocelyn, and myself got to the hospital, the doctors and the nurses each told us to wipe away our tears, because Madison and Derek were both fine now, but still in a tiny bit of pain and they both now had stitches.
Derek was shot in the chest and Madison was shot in the hip.
(But I know I'm a lucky man!
God's given me a pretty fair hand!
Got a house and a piece of land!
A few dollars and a soda can…)
After calling the gang, and Derek and Madison as well, I walked back into the lovely living room of my new house and sat there beside the couch, placing my arm around Amanda's shoulder, while my other hand held one of Amanda's, and we both rested our hands on her baby-bump stomach, while Cassidy and Jocelyn continued to play and giggle cutely with each other, and we truly enjoyed the warmth and love that was dazzling all around.
I took a few drinks from my third Pepsi that day as well on the side.
"Hey, Johnnycake!" Dallas then greeted as he and the rest of the gang entered through the front door of my house, each of them having big smiles plastered on their faces, and Two-Bit was wearing a Santa hat on top of his head.
"Merry Christmas Eve!" Two-Bit chanted, and Steve howled out more cheers as he and Soda gave each other a high-five. All Darry and Kitten did was playfully roll their eyes as they smirked, and Dally went straight over to Jocelyn and Cassidy, giving them some of his rare friendship hugs. Lastly, Ponyboy walked over to me and smiled as I grinned back, and the two of us hugged each other after I stood up from the couch. Pony then helped Amanda up from the sofa herself and gently gave her a hug too, right before he gently rubbed her belly.
"One more day, huh, Johnnycake?" Ponyboy asked, and I nervously nodded my head.
"Yep."
I was usually excited with thinking about holding my own little bundle of joy in my arms and having a little hand to guide around, but in the moment I'm in right now, I don't know what to think. I still have a major lot going on within my mind.
"Why hello there, Jr. Cade! How's your last day going on in your Mama's tummy?" Two-Bit sang in a baby-like voice, as he took his turn in rubbing Amanda's stomach, and then he began playing peak-a-boo with her baby-bump, making everybody in the gang, including Dally and Darry, grin and chuckle.
"I hope it has Johnny's looks. His sweet tan skin, precious black eyes, and handsome black hair." Amanda giggled, and I couldn't help to grin at that. Everybody knew she was referring to our baby.
"Well, I hope our baby has your beautiful personality, Mandy." I swooned, and not long after I said that, our arms were wrapped around each other with our lips locking and smacking together like there was no tomorrow.
Dallas quickly covered Jocelyn's and Cassidy's eyes as Steve began to gag phony gags for a joke, and Two-Bit, and even Kitten too, joined in. Ponyboy, Darry, and Soda only smiled at each other though.
"Ew! Get a room, you two lovebirds!" Steve gagged, but his chuckling was getting the best of him.
Amanda and I both then stopped kissing, and a big smile exploded across my face as I took a hold of her hand.
"No problem there! Be back in a couple minutes, guys!" I announced to my friends and sisters, right before Amanda and I quickly trotted off out of the living room and up the stairs. In the background as Amanda and I both giggled with each other though, I could hear Dally's voice.
"..Oh my god…"
He sure didn't sound happy. Surprisingly, he sounded sort of angry, but not ticked off.
"What?" Two-Bit's voice then asked.
"That's my kid sister!" Dallas then exclaimed.
Five minutes later, Amanda and I went back downstairs and joined everybody else in the living room. That's when Madison and Der-dang it! I got to get used to calling 'em Mom and Dad. Jocelyn and Cassidy need to get used to the idea too though. Anyway, here came through the front door, Jocelyn's, Cassidy's, and my new mom and dad.
Dad gave me a pat on the back, telling me merry Christmas Eve, right before he gave Amanda a little family kiss on her cheek, and Mom moved over to me after she just tickled Jocelyn, then gave Cassidy a family kiss on the mouth. She wrapped her arms around me and held me close, whispering to me merry Christmas Eve and that she and Dad were lucky to still be alive from getting shot last spring to actually be able to experience all that has happened between Amanda and I from our wedding, to the day we actually announced Amanda's pregnancy. Nevertheless, nobody knew what the gender was yet.
To be honest, I'm hoping to have a son, so I can have him relate to the other male greasers that are in my gang, and he wouldn't mind to get his hair greased, while he wore old, worn out clothes. He would be a super star at kicking a soccar ball, and he'd love to watch the sunsets with me day after day with Ponyboy also.
"I can't wait to have our first grandchild! Only one more day! I can't wait! What a Christmas present!" Mom cheered as she threw her arms around Dad and hugged him tightly. Dad smiled and laughed, connecting his arms around Mom's back while he was at it, meaning that he was completely agreeing.
(My old trucks still runnin' good.
My tinkers tickin' like they say it should.
I got supper in the oven, a good woman's loving…
One more day and I'll be my little kid's dad…
Lord knows I'm a lucky man…)
"Dinners ready!" came Kitten's voice about fifteen minutes later. Since Amanda was pregnant, Kitten said she'd cook Christmas Eve's dinner that year, along with Darry's help.
I helped Amanda to the table, and Cassidy carried Jocelyn into the kitchen, placing her in her pink highchair that was decorated with hearts, rainbows, stars, and puppies.
"Awesome! Man, I'm starving!" Two-Bit laughed as he grabbed himself a plate.
Steve did the same, but he rolled his eyes after he heard Two-Bit say that.
"You're always starving, Two-Bit!" Steve pointed out.
Nevertheless, Two-Bit just continued smiling that big, goofy, wide smile of his, pretending he didn't hear what Steve just said.
However, after everybody finished dinner, Amanda started feeling strange all the sudden. Her breathing began picking up rapidly, and she began to look awfully hot and sweaty. Her eyes went wide, realizing what was going on. She started to rapidly slap me in my back, but not hurtfully, and I quickly turned around in my chair, realizing how she looked.
"Oh my god! Mandy, what's wrong?!" I gasped, half scared/half worried, as I got out from my seat without any hesitation. Amanda's hands were clenching her maternity shirts fabric.
"…Ba…bab…" Amanda tried speaking through her deep breaths being taken in and out. Confusedly, I gulped down a nervous gulp to help clear this lump in my throat, but it wouldn't work.
"Sis?!" Dally gasped, and everybody was now focusing on Amanda with their full, undivided attention.
"Bab…bab…ba…" Amanda just couldn't get any words out from her breathing, and before anybody could see it coming, Amanda began moaning and groaning in pain.
"What are you saying, Mandy?" I nervously asked as I placed my hands on Amanda's sweaty shoulders, and shockingly, she shot a ticked off glare at me. Her face was red now, and her eyes that were usually filled with love and care were now full of rage and impatient feelings.
"BABY!" Amanda finally hollered out, her voice filled with pure anger, and I could've sworn my heart dropped as my eyes shot huge, and everybody else gasped.
"Crud! It's time!" I gulped "Dally, fetch Amanda's bag upstairs, please, and then you all meet us at the hospital!"
I wasn't the one to usually make orders, but I knew I had to at that time. I quickly helped Amanda place on her jacket and a pair of her shoes, and without a second more of hesitation, I drove her all the way to the hospital, which was only about five minutes away.
"OH! JOHNNY! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Amanda yelled as the doctors and nurses began to roll her on a gurney into the delivery room with me rushing by her side, tightly holding her hand as she squeezed it so hard that I felt like every bone within my hand was about to break.
"How come?!" I demanded fearfully a bit.
"YOU DID THIS TO ME!" Amanda screeched at the top of her lungs, as if their was no tomorrow. "WAIT UNTIL I-OWWWW!"
I finally released her hand as she was rolled into the delivery room, and I nervously began pacing the waiting room. The rest of the gang, including Mom and Dad, had made it to the hospital not long after, and each of us sat in the waiting room, waiting and waiting for hours. Since Amanda just went into labor, nobody knew when exactly she'd have our baby. Sometimes it took over a day to have a baby.
I continued to pace the waiting room until I fell asleep that night in one of the patted chairs, just like the rest of the gang did…but before we knew it, it was Christmas morning, and a doctor came in, nudging me awake.
"Mr. Cade! Mr. Cade!" he cheered, and I stirred a bit before I finally woke up, realizing it was now Christmas morning as I rubbed my eyes.
"Doctor?" I asked, and he nodded, a proud smile spread across his face. The rest of the gang, and Cassidy's, Jocelyn's, and my new parents had awaken too.
"Come meet the new little life to this world!" the doctor told me. I didn't need to hear any other word after that. I quickly shot up, the tiredness knocked right out of me, and I bashed down the hall as fast as I could go with everybody else right behind me.
(Oh, my old trucks still runnin' good!
My tinkers tickin' like they say it should!
I got supper in the oven, a good woman's loving…
Right now I'll be my little kid's dad…)
I wanted a son, but when I hit the doorway, my eyes slimly grew big and my handsome grin spread across my face when I saw Amanda, completely sweaty and tired just laying there in the bed with her ginger-colored hair completely shagged up…but when I realized what she was holding…I knew that those dreams of having a son were long gone, but new ones instantly took their places. A little baby was wrapped up all warmly and comfortably in a little pink blanket, and she was absolutely gorgeous like her Mama.
She had adorable black eyes, just like me, and she had my skin, but I could tell that she was going to have ginger-colored hair like Amanda.
I gave Amanda a loving kiss, right before she handed over my beautiful baby girl. God, she was beautiful, and she was instantly wrapped around my finger just like that.
(Even my bad days ain't that bad…
Yeah, I'm a lucky man…
Oh…yeah, I'm a lucky, lucky man…)
That's when I realized…the past was gone, and what I'm in right now…it's the present. I think it's time to release the past, and move on with my future as a husband, father, brother, and great friend.
(I'm a lucky man.)
Welcome to the world, Tracy Jennifer Cade.
A/N: So, what'd you all think? I hope you all liked it! I enjoyed writing this so much! Please review, and tell me what song you all want next! I already know what the next chapter is going to be, but go on ahead and review and/or message me what song you all want me to do next, and with who. Please review! Pretty please! Thank you all so much! :D :D :D :D
