A/N- Well it pains me, to inform you that i will no longer write this story due to the lack of the future for it. I cannot see the path no longer, i cannot see wear its headed. I may return in the future to continue this story. I will not write another story in the mean time. I am sorry to inform you this, but i am very grateful for the reviews and pms i received, till then my friends...
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HONEY I'M HOME. SO WITH A FUTHER ADO I INTRODUCE I WAS JUST SCREWING WITH YA HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA YES I AM MEAN SO TO PAY FOR WHAT I JUST DID I HAVE A PRESNT FOR YOU. AND IF YOU LIKE HAVE A STUFFED BRAIN THEN THE STUFF THAT YOU READ BEFORE ^^^^^^^^^^^ IS CLASSIFIED AS A JOKE ON EARTH (WELL IF YOU COME FROM EARTH THEY YOU SHOULD UNDERSTAND FROM THE STARTED, BUT IF YOU DON'T UNDERSTANDER YOUR JUST LIKE MENTAL STUFFED EITHER WAY LET KEEPING GOING) SO I WAS TALKING ABOUT A PRESENT I HAVE FOR YOU ALL, THE PRESENT IS WAIT FOR IT, WAIT FOR IT, WAIT FOR IT, ESBERA POR EL, WAIT FOR IT,
IT'S A BOY
I MEAN AN UDATE
wp-content/uploads/2010/03/446px-lina_ - this is what she kinda looks like in my mind, though she should be younger.
I don't own the outsiders.
Chapter three- tough time never last but tough people do
Johnny's pov
Problems.
Something Candie and i have in common, she, like me has suffered in this life, though just like me she will never give up.
"Johnny, societies makes as" she pointed between as "believe we have to live like Socs, that we should have our father working some good payed job, our mother should stay at home, cook , clean and all that. Our father would go to work with his suit case, he'll pick up his lunch and give mom a kiss on the cheek, and then come home to the perfect family sitting around the table, eating a well cooked dinner. Their children are defined by one word, perfect. The girl is popular and a cheerleader and the boy play's football, they have good grades and no problems. They are mannered and don't speak if not spoken to. But what about as" yet again she pointed back and forth "were do we come in to this, how do we live like this if we don't have the money, you tell me Johnny. How do we portray to be perfect families? Like the Donna Reed show, what's there secret to living like that, 'cause i sure want to know. But then again they probably have problems behind closed doors."
"It's rough all over" Pony had told me that when we were at the hospital.
"I like that Johnny; it's a good ole' saying, you have a good mind, thinkin' up stuff like that" she spoke and her southern accent escaped its confine
"I didn't make it up, Cherry Valance did"
"Oh, will Sheri Valance, another society's puppet." She emphasized every word; a laugh escaped her almost closed lips and she shook her head.
"Cherry ain't all that bad"
"You still go to school Johnny?"
"Yeah"
"Has she very said Hi, or even looked your way when she's will her society friends" slowly i looked down, trying to escape her intense gaze. I shook my head; Cherry never did say hi, neither did Marcia, my secret girlfriend. Pony's making me go out with her; i don't want to, i don't like her.
"There just like that at school they-"
"Don't defend them Johnny, someone who doesn't speak to you whatever time of the day, doesn't deserve your friendship. They are ashamed of as, true friends wouldn't care what we wear or what we look like, weather we have different colour skin, or we don't have blonde hair, or we don't have money, we should be judge as individual not our covers." She spoke with such passion, i questioned myself if she really grew up greaser, here and Pony would get along.
We spoke like this for a while; i had not notice we spoke for 3 hours straight. Time can fly when you're having fun.
"I feel like am useless, i can't walk, i can't run, i can't climb stairs, i can't even shower by myself. I always need someone, i always need help. I feel like a child again, i need to learn how to walk again step by step" i confessed, i hate the fact that i need someone.
"Johnny you ain't use less, first of all you're the first person in this town, to say hi to me. Ya done did me a favour Johnny, ya made me feel all welcome, boy" her southern drawl was now full show and i liked it. "Johnny your my first really friend, no one has ever sat down and spoken to me like that" her accent reminded me of the southern gentle man, maybe she knew one.
"You ever read gone with the wind?" i asked
"I tried but i can't read no one ever taught me" she looked down; her eyes should a flash of shame.
"You did go to school?"
"Nah, i didn't. Is it good?"
"What's good, school?" i asked in confusion
"Nah the book, gone with the wind or something"
"Yeah it's a really good book; i could read it to ya"
She nodded her head "I'd like that"
"Maybe you could start school; Pony and i could help ya catch up and all"
"Oh, i don't know, Johnny i can barely write"
"Trust me, me and Pony, will help ya out"
"Where do i sign-up" she said with a smile.
I went on to explain the way school worked; she seemed very interested to say the least.
"Johnny, do ya want a drink?" at that point i realised just how dehydration i was. I nodded my head, and watched as she left the small, dark place she called her room.
My mind couldn't leave the fact the Darry had forbidden the gang for going anywhere near her, yet here i am, in her room waiting for her to come back.
The rumours around town were that she was worse the Sylvia herself, though i couldn't see that. Maybe Sylvia was the same, lonely and in need of someone to talk too.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS HE YOU FILTHY WHORE" shouts could be heard coming from the outside, they were loud and angry.
I wheeled myself over to the door, which was coming off its hinges. Slowly i pulled on the door knob and open it.
Candie was being held by her throat against a wall by Buck, Darry and Dally were both standing at either side. None of them had acknowledged my presence. To an outsider it probably looked like they were ignoring me.
"Let her go" i spoke up; Pony had once told me it was impossible for me to get angry, he better explain what I'm felling now.
Darry was looking at me in utter surprise, he's eyes were bulging out of their sockets and he's mouth hang agape. Dally on the other hand had steam blowing out of his ears, his eyes were stone cold, everyone knew not to mess with Dally when he was in dangerous mode.
"Candie you alright?" i asked, she had hand marks all around her neck; you could also see a very faint black eye.
"I'm just dandy" sarcasm was spelled all over her words.
I could never understand why Buck had such hate for his sister, the glares he gave her yelled 'I wanna kill you, with my own bare hands' and today he almost had.
"Johnny, were going home" Darry finally spoke up, he's eye were serious, he looked almost like a dad who had discovered he's daughter sneak out to see her boyfriend in the middle of the night.
I looked over at Candie, she was breathing in calm breaths, and she looked scared and quite mad. Her eyes finally met mine, and she gave me a stare that said 'go with them'.
"I'll see you soon" i spoke.
"NO YOU WILL NEVER SEE HER" Dally shout
"See ya tomorrow Johnny, be careful" her voice was hoarse and raspy.
It pained me to leave her behind as she looked so weak and vulnerable, in the few hours we spoke i could tell that she hated being vulnerable.
Darry and Dally grabbed me wheelchair and carried me down the stair like a mother carrying the pram that her baby lay in down the bus stairs.
Some people in town say Dally changed for the worse, that he was more cold hearted than ever, he was meaner, more ruthless, and more unmerciful, that the happenings of last year just made him more of an example of a delinquent.
Yet others say his toned down his toughness, changed for the better.
Now i can't see between the two, there are noticeable changes in him, like his nicer to Pony, and is thinking of his future as the other day i heard him tell Darry he was thinking of getting a job, he had less hatred for the world, but more for socs, he wasn't getting thrown in the slammer so much too. Though all these changes seemed good, he would never help a lady cross the street or help a girl get her cat from a tree. He was no hero in the eyes of society, just a delinquent, like the rest of as greasers.
My thoughts were interrupted up Darrys cold voice.
"Johnny she ain't hurt ya, did she?" I shook my head as i didn't find the needed to speak.
"Johnny if she did do anything, you better speak up, 'cause it will only hurt you, not her" i shook my head again.
We sat in an awkward silence; the only noise that filled my ears was that of car engine as we drove.
Dally had decide to go slash Tim's tears, that was just another fact the Dally was still the same.
"She ain't so bad" i said trying to break in tension.
"I know that's what she made you believe, that she is good, but it's all an act." He stated "Look Johnny, i can't control your life but i can give you advice, stay away from her if you know what's good for ya. She only brings trouble" he pulled up to in the Curtis drive way, ever seen the accident the gang made me stay and either Two-Bits or the Curtis, yet i couldn't call either home, i had no home, no house, but i learned how to live without one.
As i rolled over to the porch, Pony, Soda and Steve run through the door, Pony fell down the porch steps, almost crashing into me.
"Hiya Johnny" he said giving me a goofy grin.
"Hi Pony, you okay?"
"Yep, I'm excellent" he continued to smile like a crazy man.
"Why you all happy?" i asked
"'Cause Cherry called him" Soda said giving him a slight nudge.
"What she say?"
"Nothing, just if we want to hang out tomorrow, you up for it" Pony said, he looked excited, he's had a huge crush on Cherry since we met them at the nightly double.
"I can't tomorrow, am busy"
"Busy doing what?"
"Remember that new girl ...
Will he tell Pony and the others about Candy, or is there someone else? Who knows?
Find out next time on THE POWER RANGERS i mean DAMN I FORGOT THE NAME OF ME OWN STORY!
Till next time...
Yours sincerely Sensei