Note: I don't own any of the characters from the original book "The
Outsiders", only the new ones I've created.
Chapter 1
"Man, that was good," Johnny said, once I had finished reading him "Gone With the Wind".
"Johnny?" I could see blood coming from his mouth, "JOHNNY!!" exclaimed, trying to run toward him. I couldn't move. A chuckle came from beside me as a soc named Paul entered the church.
"Pony.Pony wake up," I felt Soda's hands shaking me awake, and I opened my eyes slowly. I glanced at my clock and saw that it was only 3:43 am
"Why'd you wake me up Sodapop?"
"You were sweatin' like crazy, was it that nightmare again? The one about Johnny?" I nodded my head. It was the third time this week
"It'll be alright Pony, we're all tryin' to get over it," He said. I could see him thinking hard about what he should say next. Maybe he thought what he said could ease my pain by muttering some words of comfort to me. I decided to spare him the trouble, and replied, "Okay" before pretending to go to sleep. When I could hear Soda was safely asleep, I turned over and stared up at the ceiling. Johnny was always on my mind lately. One time, when Me, Darry, and Sodapop were eating supper they asked me about how I felt.
"Pony...is something wrong?" Darry asked me. I have to admit, I had been tense and grumpy that whole day- snapping at everything anyone said. Soda stopped eating and looked me in the eye
"You can tell us Pony, you know that," I wavered on what I was to say. I wanted to talk about it- badly. The only thing was- I wasn't sure they really wanted to listen. When I didn't reply, I knew Soda would keep on pushing
"Is it---" he started, putting his hand on my arm (which was on the table) "is it about Johnny?" I scrunched up my face and whipped my hand off the table
"Ya'll don't know what I'm feelin'! Neither one of you! Just leave me alone, alright? I wanna eat," I said, desperately trying to fight the tears forming in my eyes
"We all miss him, Ponyboy. Johnny was a great kid. So was Dally-He had some problems but he was alright," Darry commented, pretending to act concerned
"It's all my fault anyway!" I screamed, banging my fist down on the table as hard as I could. I couldn't fight the tears anymore, they just started flowing down my face, "If I hadn't ran into that stupid church Johnny wouldn't be dead and neither would Dally!" I banged my head down on the table and started bawling. Darry and Soda just stared at each other for a moment, not knowing what to say. Finally Soda started saying something or other, but I cut him off cold and ran into my room, slamming the door. I cried myself to sleep that night---And the next---and the next---
Chapter 1
"Man, that was good," Johnny said, once I had finished reading him "Gone With the Wind".
"Johnny?" I could see blood coming from his mouth, "JOHNNY!!" exclaimed, trying to run toward him. I couldn't move. A chuckle came from beside me as a soc named Paul entered the church.
"Pony.Pony wake up," I felt Soda's hands shaking me awake, and I opened my eyes slowly. I glanced at my clock and saw that it was only 3:43 am
"Why'd you wake me up Sodapop?"
"You were sweatin' like crazy, was it that nightmare again? The one about Johnny?" I nodded my head. It was the third time this week
"It'll be alright Pony, we're all tryin' to get over it," He said. I could see him thinking hard about what he should say next. Maybe he thought what he said could ease my pain by muttering some words of comfort to me. I decided to spare him the trouble, and replied, "Okay" before pretending to go to sleep. When I could hear Soda was safely asleep, I turned over and stared up at the ceiling. Johnny was always on my mind lately. One time, when Me, Darry, and Sodapop were eating supper they asked me about how I felt.
"Pony...is something wrong?" Darry asked me. I have to admit, I had been tense and grumpy that whole day- snapping at everything anyone said. Soda stopped eating and looked me in the eye
"You can tell us Pony, you know that," I wavered on what I was to say. I wanted to talk about it- badly. The only thing was- I wasn't sure they really wanted to listen. When I didn't reply, I knew Soda would keep on pushing
"Is it---" he started, putting his hand on my arm (which was on the table) "is it about Johnny?" I scrunched up my face and whipped my hand off the table
"Ya'll don't know what I'm feelin'! Neither one of you! Just leave me alone, alright? I wanna eat," I said, desperately trying to fight the tears forming in my eyes
"We all miss him, Ponyboy. Johnny was a great kid. So was Dally-He had some problems but he was alright," Darry commented, pretending to act concerned
"It's all my fault anyway!" I screamed, banging my fist down on the table as hard as I could. I couldn't fight the tears anymore, they just started flowing down my face, "If I hadn't ran into that stupid church Johnny wouldn't be dead and neither would Dally!" I banged my head down on the table and started bawling. Darry and Soda just stared at each other for a moment, not knowing what to say. Finally Soda started saying something or other, but I cut him off cold and ran into my room, slamming the door. I cried myself to sleep that night---And the next---and the next---