~**DISCLAIMER**~: I do not own these characters, They belong to S.E. Hinton, who is the genius behind the outsiders.
Pony's POV
I sat on the front steps watching the sunrise. It wasn't long ago that Johnny and
I were watched the sunrise up in Windrixville. It feels like years have past, but really
only weeks. So much has changed since then. We all thought Johnny was going to
die in the hospital after the rumble, but Johnny is a fighter. I can't believe how quickly
he is recovering. He is starting to walk with crutches now. It's hard to see him ,
knowing that I caused his pain. Dally's burn is almost healed, but he will have those
scars forever. He's the same Dally as always.
But for me , things haven't really changed. Darry had said he wouldn't yell so
much.Yeah right.. We fight as much as before , if not more. Only now , I try to keep
Soda out of it. I haven't changed much either. I still carry the guilt of everything that's
happened over the last few months. I haven't told anybody, but deep down, I know I
caused everything that happened. If I hadn't fallen asleep in the lot and came home
late that night, Darry would never have hit me. I would never have run away with
Johhny. It may have been Johnny who stabbed Bob, but we were in the park that night
because of me.
I am responsible for Bob's death. If we hadn't run to Windrixville , we wouldn't have
been in that burning church. Heck, the church wouldn't have caught fire. All because
of my stupidity, and my running away, I caused the death of a soc, and almost got 2
of my good friends killed. I try to think of other things , but those thoughts are always
drifting into my mind. I guess I started daydreaming again because next thing I know
Johnny was tapping my shoulder. " hey man ,what are you thinking about?"Johnny asked.
Johnny's pov
I had just woken up in my room. It was raining the night before , so I didn't sleep
in the lot. I went into the kitchen to get somethin to eat. I had left a glass of milk on
the table the night before by accident. " Johnny, you little good for nothing punk," my f
dad yelled. "First you go rackin up all those hospital bills we cant pay, not your
wasting food that we payed hard earned money to get." Then he belted me good a
couple of times. I could feel my eye start to swell. I didn't say anything , and walked
out the door. At least they noticed I was there I thought. I walked down the street
until I got to the Curtis house.I didn't have to go to school, cause it was the weekend,
so I decided to go in and get some more sleep. I could see Pony sitting on the front
steps. He was daydreaming again. I tapped him on the shoulder. Pony flinched and
looked at me startled. "Oh hey Johnny", he said.
"Sorry if I scared you. What were you thinkin so hard about just now?
"Oh it's nothin",he said. "Just stuff"
I knew he had been thinking about the accident....
Pony's POV
I sat on the front steps watching the sunrise. It wasn't long ago that Johnny and
I were watched the sunrise up in Windrixville. It feels like years have past, but really
only weeks. So much has changed since then. We all thought Johnny was going to
die in the hospital after the rumble, but Johnny is a fighter. I can't believe how quickly
he is recovering. He is starting to walk with crutches now. It's hard to see him ,
knowing that I caused his pain. Dally's burn is almost healed, but he will have those
scars forever. He's the same Dally as always.
But for me , things haven't really changed. Darry had said he wouldn't yell so
much.Yeah right.. We fight as much as before , if not more. Only now , I try to keep
Soda out of it. I haven't changed much either. I still carry the guilt of everything that's
happened over the last few months. I haven't told anybody, but deep down, I know I
caused everything that happened. If I hadn't fallen asleep in the lot and came home
late that night, Darry would never have hit me. I would never have run away with
Johhny. It may have been Johnny who stabbed Bob, but we were in the park that night
because of me.
I am responsible for Bob's death. If we hadn't run to Windrixville , we wouldn't have
been in that burning church. Heck, the church wouldn't have caught fire. All because
of my stupidity, and my running away, I caused the death of a soc, and almost got 2
of my good friends killed. I try to think of other things , but those thoughts are always
drifting into my mind. I guess I started daydreaming again because next thing I know
Johnny was tapping my shoulder. " hey man ,what are you thinking about?"Johnny asked.
Johnny's pov
I had just woken up in my room. It was raining the night before , so I didn't sleep
in the lot. I went into the kitchen to get somethin to eat. I had left a glass of milk on
the table the night before by accident. " Johnny, you little good for nothing punk," my f
dad yelled. "First you go rackin up all those hospital bills we cant pay, not your
wasting food that we payed hard earned money to get." Then he belted me good a
couple of times. I could feel my eye start to swell. I didn't say anything , and walked
out the door. At least they noticed I was there I thought. I walked down the street
until I got to the Curtis house.I didn't have to go to school, cause it was the weekend,
so I decided to go in and get some more sleep. I could see Pony sitting on the front
steps. He was daydreaming again. I tapped him on the shoulder. Pony flinched and
looked at me startled. "Oh hey Johnny", he said.
"Sorry if I scared you. What were you thinkin so hard about just now?
"Oh it's nothin",he said. "Just stuff"
I knew he had been thinking about the accident....