A/N: This is a really short chapter! Sorry! Review please (:
Johnny's POV
I couldn't believe it. In front of me lied one of my best friends. One of my brothers, body. I kneeled by his side as he stared blankly up at me, with cold, dead eyes. Tears began to stream as the gang ran up to us. I couldn't say anything as I sobbed next to Dallas. I looked up at the gang to see their pained expressions. I noticed Ponyboy was swaying, looking unsteady. He looked like he would collapse any minute.
"Glory look at the kid!" I called out trying to bring their attention to him. Just as I did he fell to the ground, unconscious. Darry reacted so fast I didn't have time to blink before he was by Ponyboy's side. An ambulance pulled up, probably to take Dally even though it was to late, but they looked at Ponyboy and took him instead, calling another ambulance. Darry and Soda went with Ponyboy and the rest of the gang followed. I stayed with Dally's body.
"Why'd you do something stupid like that Dal." I sobbed. All of a sudden I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and in disbelief saw it was Dally. How could it be him? He's dead... I then froze as memory of me letting go came back.
"Guess it ain't the end." Dally said grimacing at what use to be his body. I was dead. Dally was dead. How are we still here? Is this just a nightmare? Thoughts raced through my head and before I could get a hold of my thoughts, I found myself hugging Dally. He hugged back and frowned. "C'mon Johnny, lets figure out what's goin on..."
