Chapter 3: Nightmares

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DISCLAIMER: I don't own the outsiders, still ;(

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(Pony's POV)

I woke up in a weird place. It was completely dark, nothing was there. It was also completely silent. I had a feeling someone was watching me, but I couldn't tell because everything was dark.

Suddenly everything turned white and Johnny was standing in front of me. He had the angry look in his eyes, and a smirk on his face. It was weird because Johnny never wore that expression before.

"Johnny…? Is that you?"

Silence.

"Johnny….?" I asked cautiously as I started to walk towards him.

Silence.

"Johnny where a-"

"It's. All. Your. Fault." Johnny said. His smirk changing to a frown. His eyes filled even more with anger.

"What's my fault?"

"You killed me. You killed me and you didn't even care." He hissed. "You know pony, murder is a crime…" he whispered in my ear.

"Stop it! I did not kill you! I did nothing wrong!" I screamed.

"You don't think murder is wrong? Hah, remember that IV…" He then he stopped moving.

Suddenly he disappeared and I heard his voice. It echoed from all directions.

"You killed me Pony…" The echos said. Did I actually kill Johnny? Did he actually die? What will the gang say? They will kill me!

"I-I'm so sorry Johnny!"I cried. Then all the echos stopped. Next thing I knew he was right next to me which startled me so I jumped a little.

"Sorry won't cut it this time Pony." Johnny whispered.

Chills began to creep up Ponyboy's spine. Johnny then started circling around me, a look of hatred in his eyes.

"I want you to feel the pain I felt." Johnny's voice didn't sound like his own. It sounded much deeper and more stern.

"I want you to die Ponyboy Michael Curtis. I want you to KILL yourself. I want you to suffer what I suffered. Even the gang agrees." Johnny's smirk once again appeared on his face. I didn't really know how to respond to what he just said, but strangely I sorta agreed with what he said. I killed him and I guess I do deserve to die.

Suddenly the gang appeared with angry looks on their faces. They all circled around me before I could do anything. I covered my face figuring that Dally was ganna hit me, but nothing happened. So I uncovered my face and looked at them.

"Guys w-what are you doing…?" Nobody answered me. They all just stared at me until Sodapop stepped forward. He looked like normal Soda, and I was so happy! I ran over to him to give him a big hug, and he hugged me back.

"Oh Soda, why is the gang being so mean to me? I didn't mean to kill Johnny, I really didn't!" I sobbed into his shoulder. Soda brought me closer to him holding me tighter.

Soda then leaned in, and whispered in my ear, " I want you to kill yourself Ponyboy." He said to me. I felt the blood in my face drain and my stomach dropped the second he said that. His loving embrace became suffocating, and his warm smile became an evil smirk. He then let go of me. I was terrified out of my mind. I didn't know how to react to this.

Suddenly Dally picked me up by my neck. He was strangling me and I couldn't breathe.

"You don't kill yourself, we will complete the job for you. Your choice Ponyboy."

Then once again I heard the echos again. "You killed me Pony."

"You don't kill yourself, we will complete the job for you." "I want you to kill yourself Ponyboy."

It was becoming way too much for me to handle and I began screaming.

"Shut up! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!"

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(3rd person POV)

Ponyboy woke up screaming like there was no tomorrow. He was drenched in sweat and his breathing was coming out as gasps. He didn't know what to think at the moment, the dreamed just seemed so real to him.

While trying to catch his breath he thought about the nightmare. "Were they right? Does Johnny hate me? Does the gang really want me dead? If they did I honestly wouldn't be surprised. It's been less than 24 hours and they already beaten me up pretty badly. I'm pretty sure I have a broken jaw and leg…"

Ponyboy wasn't expecting Soda to come in and comfort him from his nightmares like he usually does, but it really hurt how he didn't. He needed someone right now more than ever, but nobody would help him.

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(Sodapop's POV)

I woke up from my sleep to screaming. I instantly knew it was pony. He had bad nightmares ever since our parents died and I usually helped him when he had one. But I think he deserved to get a taste of his own medicine. He made Johnny nearly die so one nightmare isn't even that bad. I mean don't get me wrong, he's my brother. Never mind, not anymore. I don't want a cluts as my brother. But I can't help but feel a little bad. But I can't let my feelings get the best of me.

He deserves it.

Every bit of it.

I don't care about him.

I hate him.

I hate you Ponyboy.

I keep saying that but why is it so hard to believe myself.

Soda you hate him.

You don't love him.

I do hate him.

He almost killed Johnny.

Ignore him.

Just ignore him and you won't have to feel this way.

Ignore him.

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