Pony's POV

"What'd Darry say Pony?" Johnny asked as we made our way to school.

"Who cares what Darry said." I muttered, as I kicked a small pebble from the sidewalk.

"Come on Pony... don't be like that." Johnny said, as he looked down.

I sighed, "Soda said that he'd talk to him, but I didn't here much of their conversation. Darry left in the morning before I could see if both of them were mad at each other."

Johnny was quiet the rest of the way.

The rest of the day was uneventful to put it easily. Unfortunately, I saw the teacher who had gotten us into trouble, and she had sent me a cold glare. I had quickly turned my head around, face red. Bob probably had blabbered to the kids what had happened, because every corner I turned there seemed to be someone talking about me, Johnny not so much. I tried to distract my mind about track, but then I realized Darry had prohibited from me yesterday.

It was really hard not to breakdown in front of everybody

Johnny and I were walking home, talking about the homework that was assigned to us. Johnny was in the middle of his sentence, when I heard the same voice of yesterday. I instantly felt my heart drop.

"Hey Greasers!"

I sighed, not now.

"Let's try to ignore 'em and keep walking okay?" I spoke quietly to Johnny.

Johnny only slightly inclined his head.

We tried to quicken our pace, trying to get away from the Socs.

"Hey losers! I'm talkin' to you!" Bob yelled.

We both heard feet running towards us, and we quickened our paces not wanting to run yet.

"Johnny if anything happens you have to run okay?" I urgently told Johnny.

"No Pony I ain't leaving you. What happens to me, happens to you." Johnny said,I felt as if he was trying to act confident or brave, but I could clearly see he was shaken as well.

I was about to respond when suddenly a hand grabbed pulling my shoulder.

I gasped, as I hit the ground, they had pulled Johnny down too, both of their frames towering over us.

"When we talk,'' Bob said as he punched me in the stomach, ''You listen. Understand?"

'What do you want?'' I spit out.

"I told you. I wouldn't let what you did go." He sneered.

"What did I even do?!'' I exclaimed letting my anger show. "Sherri just wanted to ask me a question about the homework! I don't understand why you're making such a fuss 'bout it!"

My statement angered Bob, one minute he seemed calm, and the next, I found myself clutching my nose, blood pouring out.

"Ponyboy!" Yelled Johnny in concern.

"Shut it punk.'' Bobs friend -Sheldon I think- screamed to Johnny, while slapping him.

"Don't you touch him!" I said while holding my nose, trying not to stain my shirt with blood, which made me sound ridiculous.

Bob only chuckled, "Let that pest go, I have fresh meat right now."

The guy who was holding Johnny down let him go, he quickly stood, ''No Pony, I ain't leaving you."

"Go Johnny!" I yelled as Bob punched me in the stomach.

"No! I ain't-''

"Johnny go! Now!"

Johnny seemed conflicted staring at me, tears forming in his eyes. I could see the eternal battle in his eyes, wondering if he should listen to me and get to safety, or having to take another beating. I didn't care that I was being left behind, I wanted him to go, now.

"If this kid doesn't leave right now, I swear I'll take out my knife." spoke Bob.

Johnny looked at me, his lip quivering.

"D-don't,'' I coughed, spitting blood, ''Don't call Darry or Soda."

Johnny seemed about to break into sobs, "I-Ill bring help, I promise."

Then, I suppose he ran down the street, I couldn't tell much. All I could feel was the excruciating pain in my abdomen. I had my arms over my head, trying to protect my head best as I could. I'd read in a book that getting a blow to your head could cause a concussion, and may result in some type of amnesia. I didn't want to be anymore of a disappointment to Darry; maybe even Soda too.

Finally I couldn't stand the pain anymore, and drifted off to blackness.

I updated :D Are you proud of me.

During the last half of the chapter I was listening to this song I really liked, so that put me in the mood of writing. Sometimes I have to find that just right song in order to write anything, it relaxes me ya know?

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(sorry for any typos, i try to read it over as best as I can.)

~BlueJay8083