"I'm giving up on you"

(Part 3 of 'I don't understand' and 'Say something'.)

Ages: Darry= 22; Two-bit= 20; Dally= 19; Steve= 19; Soda= 19; Johnny= 18; Pony= 16; Rayna= 15; Ciara= 18; Scar= 20.

Chapter 1 "Only the beginning"

Ever since that day me and Rayna were in her room and I told her she was the most beautiful person I ever seen and not even God knew how much I loved her, me and her gotten more serious.

The thing is we haven't told the gang yet were dating. We been dating for technically a year now. I'm 18 now, and school just started back up, it was cold out but Christmas already pasted.

It was around 12 at night, I was in the living room lying on the couch with Steve, Two-bit, and Soda in the room. Darry had work tomorrow so he went to sleep, Rayna and Pony were asleep because they had school tomorrow.

Dally had just left to go to Buck's. And I was planning on leaving that night when everybody went to bed, because I was going to skip school tomorrow and I know Rayna would beg me.

So later on that night after Steve left, Soda went to bed, and Two-bit pasted out on the floor, I sneaked out. I sneaked through my window, and fell asleep pretty quick.

Since, you know my dad, kind of….died. I'm still not sure if I should be happy or sad. I'm happy because I don't have to worry about him exploding about the littlest things then taking it out on me. Then I'm sad because he's my dad, and I just knew, or more like thought he really did love me deep down.

Now I'm not sure who to believe, except for the gang, and of course Rayna. My mom won't even talk to me, and when I try to talk to her she will explode on me. Say things like it's my fault that my dad died.

During those moments when she's yelling at me, I would rather be getting beat. That sounds so terrible that I would rather have that happen, but it is better, to me. I hate being ignored, rather have someone notice me then to be ignored, and when my dad beat me, he noticed me.

I laid in bed for hours trying to find tiredness, but it took forever. I finally drifted off to sleep when the sun was just coming up.

I woke up at 5, not A.M., but P.M. It felt weird waking up at that time. Physically it was 5, but in my head, mentally it was 8 in the morning. I wanted to get out of the house so I decided to walk around the neighborhood.

I walked past the bowling alley, and the dingo. And when I was passing Buck's, I ran into Dally and Ciara.

"Hey Johnnycakes," Ciara and Dally greeted.

"It's about time you showed up, the gang has been wondering where you are," Dally said.

"I've been sleeping, at my house," I said quietly.

They ended up going to the Curtis' but I told them I needed to go back home. Dally at first didn't like the idea but he let me go anyways.

I got home at 6:30. When I entered the house, I heard the most unusual thing, laughing. I entered the living room, and my mom was sitting on the couch laughing along with an older man.

The older man had brown hair slicked back, he was pale like my mom, and had dull blue eyes. Well I always thought they looked bright, and described them as bright, but now they are dull, just plain dull.

He had on jeans that were ripped where the knees were, and a plain white T-shirt that had some dirt on it.

"Mom?" I got her attention.

"Yes?" she asked…..happily, kind of excited too.

This was weird, really weird.

"Who's this?" I asked.

"This is Frank."

"Hello, Johnny, I'm your mother, your wonderful mother's boyfriend," Frank said excitedly.

'Since when is she wonderful,' I thought, 'maybe I'm dreaming.'

"Oh, okay," I said, not knowing what to think.

Should I be scared? But I could be dreaming, there's still a chance I could be dreaming. Should I be happy? My mom has been moping around. But then again she never cared if I was moping around, she would throw me out of the house if she saw me doing that.

They went back to talking, and laughing, as I awkwardly went to my room. I was so deep in thought, I almost tripped on the steps. I went to sleep thinking about my mom and her new boyfriend.

My worst fear, is him turning out to be like my dad.

Then this wouldn't be a dream anymore.

More like a nightmare….

Author's note: Sorry this is short but here you go, first chapter in Johnny's POV! R&R Please so I now people are reading this.