Chapter 9

I ran. Faster than I've ever ran before. My mind was only thinking of one thing.

Saving Johnny.

I couldn't breath by the time I saw the lot approaching, but I kept running at full speed.

Slowing down a bit to take in my surroundings, I looked frantically around for a hurt Johnny.

At first, I couldn't see anything out of the ordinary, but then I saw the horrifying sight, I didn't want to see.

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Johnny was huddled on the grass growing from the cracks of the lots pavement. He looked dead, just like before. No, he looked worse then before.

I slowly walked toward him, scared my movement would kill him.

I gently knelt down next to him and heard him silently crying to himself. I didn't blame him I would be bawling my eyes out if I was hurt like him.

Slowly pulling his shoulder toward me, so he could be on his back, I gasped when I found the true sight he was hiding seconds before.

Johnny's face was completely torn up from too many punches to the face. His one eye was swollen shut. His arms had some gashes from where they must have pulled a blade on him and his body was covered in dried, mixed with new blood.

I could tell he was fighting for air and I didn't know what to do. Luckily the gang must have chased me out of the house and they were arriving at the lot.

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"What the hell are you doing Pony?" Darry pretty much screamed at me.

I then heard them all gasp simultaneously, as they witnessed what was truly in front of me.

"Pony, what happened?" Soda speaks quickly, but quietly, also afraid of putting Johnny into more shock.

"I, I sensed something happened all of a sudden to Johnny and before I could think ran here and found him like this." I said, trying to keep myself together.

Dally suddenly stepped forward and practically shoved me away from Johnny. He picked him up bridal style and started carrying him out and away from the lot, seeming to have a plan in his head.

We all followed him, too shocked of the situation to speak. I ran ahead with Darry to get stuff ready for Johnny, like blankets, bandages, and pillows, since we all knew him and I are the fastest.

Steve opened the door for Dally to bring, what seemed like a unconscious Johnny, in.

Dally put him on the couch and swiftly started pacing the floor back and forth.

Darry and Soda quickly started to clean Johnny up and I saw Steve drag Two-Bit in the kitchen.

"Ponyboy, go get some of your clothes for Johnny." Darry told me.

I went to mine and Soda's room without a word and picked out some comfortable clothes, that seemed clean enough.

As I walked down the hallway, toward the living room, I heard Soda gasp really loud and Dally swore so loud I think it shook the house.

Clutching the clothes and running back into the living room, I saw what everyone was shocked on seeing.

I felt the clothes fall from my grasp and saw dots, then, blackness.