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Johnny's Mom's PoV-

We had just finished signing and filling out all the paper work when my husband had said he was gunna go on the porch to take a smoke. But, after about a minute he came back in the house. Well he couldn't have finished that quickly. What happened?

"Hey, I thought you said, you was gunna' take a smoke?" my voice sounded horse from all the crying. He looked at me from his place next to our front door. For a moment he didn't say a word. Well, that sure is strange. Then he took a deep breath.

"I-outside, I saw, I saw Johnny and that Winston fella outside."

"Oh, ya mean that blonde hood that's always goin' to jail?" I asked and chuckled just thinking about that stupid boy. He messed his entire life up, a no good hood.

"Yea, wel-" I cut him off.

"Well, I don't see why our Johnny hangs out with that, that thug. I mean they're nothin' alike." When I finished I tried to think of reasons for why Johnny would want to be around that guy, protection? maybe. Street cred? a definite possibility. Then I heard my husband mumbling something.

"What was that?" I asked straining to hear him.

"I said, he is who Johnny considers his role model, his father." I busted out laughing, that's ludicrous.

"Woman I am serious!" I stopped when I heard his booming voice. Then I sat up straight.

"and how, exactly would you know that? huh?" I asked.

"Because, I heard our son tell Winston, that he was the closest thing to a father he had." After that I stayed shut.

"I'm- I'm goin' to bed." My husband looked defeated. I heard our bedroom door slam shut.

"Good night." I whispered.

Next Day!

Johnny's Dad's PoV:

I hurried out of the house, not giving my wife time to ask me where I was going. I guess you could say I was on a mission.

In no time at all I found myself very close to the Curtis' residence. I know this is where Johnny always goes, where he hangs out with his little group of friends. I was nearing their front gate when I was roughly pushed into it. Ahh, I found him.

"What are you doing here?" He spat. I turned around and I was shocked to say the least. I mean how is it possible for a young man to look and be this angry?

"I came here to talk to you." I said.

"Talk to me? about what?, y-you know what? forget it, I don't have time for the likes of you." He shook his head and started walking up the steps to the house.

"It's about my son." I said, loud enough for him to hear me. He stopped and turned on his heels right as he was about to reach the door.

"What about Johnny?" He asked.

"I want him to come with his mother and I, when we leave Tulsa." That was all I said before I was charged at by Winston.

"You aint' takin' Johnny!" He spat as he held onto my shirt. I pushed him off of me and wiped invisible dust off the front of my front. Then I laughed.

"I don't need your permission." I said with a smile. He got closer again.

"Then why are you here to talk to me." I glared at him.

"So that you stay away from him, stop making him think you wold actually care about him. He's not your kid and your just a hood!" I spat. He looked at me as if he was ready to kill me.

"I have some news for you, Pops," as he said that he popped the P for emphasis.

"I actually do care about Johnny. I love that kid, unlike you and your lady!"

"How would you know if I love him or not!" now we where both just yelling at each other.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think that bruises and scratches exactly scream, I love you! But that's just me!" now we were both in each others faces. We would have kept on yelling too, if it wasn't for the fact that the front door was yanked open and out walked Johnny. He was staring at us. Winston was the first to speak. He walked up to Johnny and cupped his face.

"Hey Johnny, were you listening to us?" Johnny nodded and Winston pulled him into a hug.

"Let's go back inside Johnny." Was I being forgotten?

"Johnny." He turned back around and looked at me.

"Come with your mother and me Johnny, we can be a family. A real family, away from Tulsa." I heard a car pulling up and out appeared my wife. How the heck, did she know where I was? I gave her a look and she scoffed.

"You really think I wouldn't know where you were headed?" she whispered. Then we both looked at Johnny.

"Come on baby, come with us. We won't hurt you again we promise." Cooed my wife.

"Don't listen to em' Johnny." Winston half laughed.

"Do you really think Johnny would forgive yo-?" He froze.

Dallas's PoV:

Man I'll be damned if they really believe Johnny would forgive them.

"Do you really believe Johnny would forgive yo-?" I stopped. I remember about a week ago I had just finished treating Johnny's new cuts and bruises at the Curtis house, and we were talkin' about his parents. Johnny said something that I can't forget.

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"..But if they told me they were sorry, and that they wouldn't do it again, I think I would forgive em' Dal."

"Why Johnny?" He smiled at me.

"Because if they say they're sorry that would mean they cared about me, that they loved me. Dal, I need someone to really love and care for me the way a parent should." I wanted to tell him he has me, but I couldn't. That's just not something that I, the Dallas Winston, would do.

Yay, and end of Chapter! What did you think? I know it was a bit all over the place, but I still hope you could understand it. The whole point of this is to show that now Johnny has to pick between his parents and Dallas. Please review!