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Johnny stayed with me for awhile after that. He really is a great friend. Plus he knows how I feel.
The bright sunlight was soon covered by dark, stormy clouds. Thunderstorm. I hate thunderstorms. They always make me feel bad, and my nightmares are ten times worse. Darry hates my nightmares. I gulped looking up at the dark sky. It cast an eery light on everything.
We went inside, afraid that it would start raining. Johnny and I didn't talk. We just sat there. But he kept an arm around my shoulder, and I leaned against him, looking for support. Johnny didn't even flinch when he heard Darry's car door open and shut. I sure as hell jumped and crawled closer to Johnny, wanting him to protect me.
"Pony-" Darry started screaming, until he noticed Johnny and I sitting on the couch together.
"Hi Johnny. Ponyboy." Johnny just narrowed his eyes and gave a quick, bitter hi back. Darry looked a little confused, then gave me a knowing look. I hid my face behind Johnny's torso. He didn't notice.
Darry did nothing but sit at the dinning room table, drinking beer, and shooting me death glares. I whimpered once, and Johnny noticed, but didn't say anything. He just looked at Darry.
"Johnny, I don't mean to be rude, but I need to talk to Ponyboy alone for awhile now. You can come back tomorrow if you want. Plus it's getting late." I looked at the clock. It was kinda late. Ten at night. Must not of noticed.
Johnny looked at me, wanting me to decide for him.
"It's alright Johnny. It's just Darry." I tried to make it sound like a joke, so Darry wouldn't think that I sold him out. Johnny nodded, going along with my plan, and left.
"You little shit, what did you tell him?" Darry picked me up by my collar and shook me.
"Nothing Darry!" Bad lie. I can lie to anyone but my brothers.
"Don't lie to me!" He smacked me so hard I forced myself not to black out.
"Darry... please.. I.. It's just that.." I couldn't finish. My head was spinning to much.
"What ever." He threw me away from him, and my entire body crashed into the wall. I sunk down to the ground, holding my bleeding cheek.
"Just go t bed, I can't even look at you any more." I nodded, and ran upstairs.
I slipped on one of Darry's old, too big, T-shirts. Then I pulled on Soda's old pajama pants. The shirt smelled like Darry before he started drinking and all that crap.
I crawled into bed, and pulled the covers over my head. I wanted to cry, but I just couldn't. All the tears where gone. I kept the thin sheet over my head, and closed my eyes, and tried to sleep.
"What the hell!" My eyes shot open. I noticed that I had been screaming. No not again.
I threw my sheet off of me, and got up to lock the door, but Darry got there first.
"What did I tell you last? Your fifteen. You shouldn't be having nightmares! How old are you? Five?" He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me to the back door.
"You want to scream and cry like a baby, then stay out here!" He threw me on the porch, and locked the door behind him.
The rain was freezing and went right through my clothes. I took a deep breath, and decided to walk to Two-bit's knowing Johnny had probably told him, so it would be easier for him to let me sleep there. Even though Two-bit's house is about five miles away, and I didn't have any shoes on, and it's raining. But I didn't know where else to go.
I started walking. I looked over at Johnny's. His parents where arguing. I guess Johnny must of found another place to crash.
I'll probably have a cold for a week after this. My clothes where soaked through so bad, I was shaking. I hugged myself for warmth. I could still here Mr. Cade yelling at his wife all the way down the street.
I heard tires behind me and realized that I was being followed. Great, Socs! Just what I need.
I heard the car pull over, and I broke out in a run. The door slammed, and I ran faster.
"Wait! Ponyboy!" That voice. So familiar, my heart ached. I spun around, and saw the answer to my problems.
"Soda!"
