Gay Love
Chapter 3 : All The Things They Said
"WHAT THE FUCK,"
Pony and Johnny broke apart abruptly, staring at the owner of that angry, disgusted voice, with wide, fearful eyes.
Pony stood up quickly, panicked.
"Oh my god, Dal, it isn't what it looks like."
Dally glared at him with his icy, cold eyes.
"Oh, so I didn't walk in the lot to see ya suckin' face with Johnny!"
"O-ok, so it is what it looks like, but-"Pony tried to explain, but Dally cut him off.
"What the fuck? What in the world were ya guys possibly thinkin'? Have ya two finally gone off your rocker! Ya guys are both guys for Christ sakes!"
Pony started shaking. He was scared of Dally, especially when he was angry. Dally was short-tempered, he would beat a guy up just for looking at him wrong. Nobody messed with Dallas Winston for a reason; there was a reason for his reputation.
"W-we love each other, Dal…" Johnny said barely above a whisper.
He stayed down on his spot on the ground. He was afraid, not only because his hero was disgusted and angry with him, but also because his and Pony's relationship barely even started and it was already ending.
Dally grabbed Pony's arm in a bone crushing grip, making Pony whimper. That's when Johnny jumped up, trying to make Dally let go of Pony.
"Let go of him, Dal. Please don't hurt him."
Dally turned his icy glare to Johnny.
"I'm not gonna hurt the kid. I'm takin' him home and you're going to follow." He said, before he started dragging Pony toward the direction of the Curtis's house.
Johnny reluctantly followed; he was scared, but didn't want Pony to go through this alone.
Dally slammed the front door open to the Curtis's house, dragging in a scared looking fourteen year old Ponyboy Curtis, who looked ready to piss his pants. Johnny followed in behind them, closing the door quietly.
The whole gang was there, sitting around the table playing poker, and they looked like they were all having a fun time, but when they saw the scene in front of them, they stopped what they were doing.
Darry stood up from his spot.
"What's going on here?"
"I went over to the lot to see if Pony and Johnny wanted to hunt some action with me and ya'll never believe what I saw." Dally started.
Darry stared at his baby brother, concern evident in his eyes.
"What?"
Soda stared at Pony, hoping it wasn't what he thought it was.
Dally looked down at Ponyboy and started shaking him a little.
"Are ya gonna tell your brothers what ya and Johnny were doin'?"
Johnny grabbed Dally's arm that held Pony's arm.
"Calm down, Dal. Stop shaking him. You're gonna hurt him."
Dally shrugged Johnny's hand off, looking at him with piercing blue eyes.
"Don't tell me what the fuck to do, fag!" He snapped, but stopped shaking Pony and looked at Darry.
"Since your little brother is being a pussy, I'll tell ya what I saw. They were kissing each other."
Soda winced, yup, he had been right.
The other gang members were shocked speechless, not sure they heard right.
Darry was the first one to speak.
"W-what,"
"Your baby brother and the gang's pet are fags for each other." Dally said bluntly, finally dropping Pony's arm.
The whole gang looked at the two like they had just grown a second head.
Pony bit his lip, unsure of what to do. When he thought it over, he grabbed Johnny's hand, intertwining their fingers. He was going to fight, no matter what; he was going to fight for their love.
Johnny gave him a small, shaky smile. Pony returned it, before turning back to the gang.
"We love each other guys. I know we're both guys and its wrong, but we really do care about each other. I know it's only natural for a man and a woman to love each other, but some people just can't control who they fall in love with. Love is love."
Ponyboy and Johnny saw flashes of disgust in the gang's eyes.
Pony got tears in his eyes, but refused to let them fall.
"Go ahead, hate me, I don't care, not if you're going to hate me for who I love!"
"Ba – Pony –"Soda got up from his spot and slowly made it over to Pony, gently touching his shoulder, but quickly retracted it like he had shocked him.
"Pony, it's not that we hate ya and Johnny, we could never hate ya, all of us love ya guys…But-"
Pony glared at Soda through his tears.
"Yeah, well, if that's the case, then why won't you touch me, Soda?! Afraid my gayness will rub off on you?! Huh?! Afraid I'll try something on you?! Christ, Soda, you're my fucking brother, I'm gay, not a fucking sicko! This bothers the shit out of you, just be man enough to tell it to my fucking face! If you're going to let something like this become between our close brotherly bond, then fuck you! Fuck you, Sodapop!"
Soda was taken a back. Pony never yelled at Soda, never and it hurt, but he shook it off.
"Ok, want to know the truth? I think ya completely lost your mind, Ponyboy! Loving another guy is a sin, it's against god, you're gonna go to hell for it. Do ya know what the world does to gays? They hunt them down and torture them to death. I don't wanna see that happen to ya, Pony. I still love ya, a lot…I-its-its just…" His voice trailed off.
"Maybe I did lose my mind, Soda, but I'm happy and you should be happy that I'm happy. I thought you were understanding, but I guess you're no better than Darry." Pony said, a few tears squeezing out.
"Ponyboy Curtis!" Darry yelled.
"I will not tolerate that kind of language in this house and don't talk to Sodapop like that! I forbid you to see Johnny! Soda's right, you're going to be hunt down by people and get seriously hurt if this gets out! I will not let that happen! It's for your own good, Ponyboy! Anyways, you're too young to be in love, you ain't gay, you're just confused, and you don't know what you're doing. You're going to meet one hell of a girl one day, so don't worry kiddo."
Pony held Johnny's hand tighter, balling his free hand in a fist.
"I am NOT going to stop seeing Johnny! I DO love him, I love him a lot! I'm GAY, G-A-Y, GAY! I'm never going to date a girl, I don't even like them!"
"Oh my god, will ya shut up!" Steve yelled, slamming down his cards on the table.
Pony glared at him as he spat,
"No, you can't tell me what to do, Randle!"
"I always knew there was somethin' a matter with ya, kid, but golly, I never expected this. This just goes to show ya how fucked up ya really are. Somethin' like this will definitely get ya thrown in the wacky shack. God, it's wrong, disgusting, and unnatural, ya'll be lucky if ya don't get kill because of it."
Pony scowled, dropping Johnny's hand, so he could ball both his hands into tight fists, and took a step forward, looking ready to kill Steve.
"Pony," Darry warned in a low, dangerous voice.
"Go to your room."
"No!" Pony argued, keeping his eyes on Steve.
"Pony, I'll tell you nicely one more time. Go to your room."
Pony shook his head, glaring at Darry.
"PONYBOY CURTIS, YOU BETTER GO TO YOUR ROOM RIGHT NOW!" Darry exploded.
Johnny looked at him, tears streaking down his dark cheeks.
"G-go, its ok, Pony, just…Just go to your room."
He gave him a shaky, lopsided grin.
"I'll be ok; I don't want ya to get in more trouble than ya already are, so just go head, Pony, don't worry about me."
Pony's face softened. He caressed Johnny's tearstained cheek.
"Ok, Johnnycakes, I love you." He said softly, before kissing him quickly on the lips, not caring that the gang was watching them.
"I love ya too, Ponyboy, I love ya too." Johnny whispered sadly.
He was afraid this was the end, that this was the last time he would be able to see Ponyboy and he couldn't take it.
Ponyboy glared at his brothers and the gang as he walked past them to his and Soda's room. He slammed the door shut and walked over to the window, sitting down on the window sill. Pony touched the glass; it was cold beneath his fingers.
It started raining outside.
And I'm all mixed up, feeling cornered and rushed
They say it's my fault but I want her so much
Wanna fly her away where the sun and rain
Come in over my face, wash away all the shame
When they stop and stare - don't worry me
'Cause I'm feeling for her what she's feeling for me
I can try to pretend, I can try to forget
But it's driving me mad, going out of my head