Johnny, Johnny come home
Summary: Johnny ran away, 'cause he was fed up with his folks and he nearly was beaten once again by his old man.
He aimless drove with the bus through Oklahoma City until he got off at an old factory by chance, where a few young ones lived. After they put Johnny up, he decided to stay with them.
Pony and Dally searched for Johnny and found him by chance in the town. Then they followed him to the factory and asked him to come back again with them. But he refused.
There it came to a fight with Enrico, the 'oppressor' of these young ones.
And there was a dead one at this fight which got Johnny to return to Tulsa...
I don't own The Outsiders; except the other gang (Patrick and friends) and Enrico (The 'oppressor')
I'm not sure if the comma use is always right. I've got quite a few problems with it... And I guess with the grammar, as well. Let alone the language.
So, if you find any mistakes, please let me know :)
Takes place before the book, about 3 months.
The attack on Johnny where he got his scar from happened a month ago.
Forget the fact that Johnny never ever got out of Tulsa before the murder of Bob...
And sorry, if Johnny appears here a little bit too rebellious or OoC (this counts also for the others)!
1. The day everything changed
It was on a day in spring. It was 12 May, Johnny's 16 birthday.
Johnny woke up early in the morning. The sun already shone into his room.
With a smile and in a good mood Johnny got up and went downstairs.
But when he was there his good mood disappeared as soon as it arrived.
His old man sat on the table in the kitchen; in front of him countless empty bottles of beer.
When Johnny entered the kitchen, his old man only looked up shortly.
His look darkened and he grumbled, "What ya wanna here, ya miserable good-for-nothing? Look what you've done! I curse the day ya were born!"
And he reached for one of the empty bottles and threw it after Johnny. This one winced but didn't move. Instead he looked at his old man. The bottle missed him quite a lot and landed rattled against the wall where it smashed to smithereens.
"Ya damned bastard! This is only ya fault! Ya really ain't useful for nothin'! And ya mother? This one gadded about who knows where and with who ever! And all 'cause of ya!"
Johnny, who didn't say anything till then, narrowed his eyes.
His disappointment slowly turned into rage.
Rage, he always suppressed up to now.
"Ya hold me responsible for all the shit? I'm perhaps also to blame for ya boozy life? And for that I was born, too? That I became ya son? Oh, God knows, ya also ain't just the kind of folks a boy in my age wishes for!
And if it has slipped ya memory, 16 years ago today was the day ya cursed me!
Yeah, today's my birthday! And what I'm gonna receive for that? Nothin'! Nothin' except reproaches and hatred!" Johnny replied with a shaking voice.
He never dared up to now to say something against his old man.
But the words hit him rough. They hit him rougher than all the blows of him before.
The attack on him around a month ago was even awful for him and it changed his life as well. But to hear that now was quite a lot worse for him!
On any other day it maybe wouldn't mind so much to him, but just on his birthday he expected something else!
At least on this day he wouldn't have any trouble or punches from his old man.
"I knew it! You're ungrateful like that! There we gave ya a place to stay and what we're gonna receive for that from ya? Only wailin'!
I was against a kid from the beginnin' but she had to be havin' it by all means and we all see, what has become of it!
I never ever dared to talk back to my old man! But just wait! I'm gonna teach ya this, too!"
With these words his old man got up, drank another gulp of his beer, then slammed the bottle on the table and took his belt off. With that he came towards Johnny.
This one already saw the next events in front of his eyes.
How many times he already went through these?
He didn't know it any more. He stopped counting.
It was already far too many times in any case.
And sometime there's the moment every cask flows over one day.
And just in this moment Johnny's cask flowed over.
"No, leave me alone!" Johnny said quietly and yielded back a bit.
"What did ya say? Do ya believe seriously, I would listen to ya? To a good-for-nothing like ya?" Johnny's old man replied and got closer to Johnny.
"I said leave me alone!"
With every word Johnny became louder and his voice became stronger. He stared angry at his old man, who still didn't take Johnny seriously.
"No step closer or else..." Johnny said.
He pulled his six-inch switchblade out, switched the blade and held it protectively in front of himself.