Chapter 4 "The truth Will Kill"

"Dallas what are you doing here?" Darry asked in a low voice.

"What does it look like I'm doing here?" Dally asked, as he looked down at the figure on the couch.

I turned the light on in the living room, and looked at what everyone else was looking at, which was a small boy, I knew very well as Johnny Cade.

We haven't seen him for about a week, and now he's on our couch, beaten, bruised, and bloody. "What happened?" Darry asked, sternly.

"I don't know, but I'm guessing his ole man," Dally yelled.

"Where did you find him?" Soda asked.

"In the lot," Dally answered.

I sat down by the couch, and Darry went to go get the first aid kit. I let my hand go through Johnny's hair, and across his face over his scar.

"Are you sure it was his dad, usually it's not this bad," Pony said.

"Well, who else could it be?" Dally yelled/whispered.

"Socs," I mumbled.

Dally turned to me, "If it was socs then it would be worse then this, don't you think?!"

"I guess," I whispered, as I put my hand on his forehead, "Guys, he's burning up."

Dally looked over and quickly sat down, moving my hand out of the way, and putting his on. He quickly took it off, like he got burned, but I knew he wasn't that hot.

"Pony, Soda, get wet rags," Darry instructed.

They rushed back after they were done, with the rags dripping all the way to the couch. Dally took them, put one on Johnny's head, and the other he dripped on Johnny's face.

He gave the rags to me, and I threw them at Pony, who threw them at Soda, who threw them on the floor. Dally took the blanket from the chair by the couch and put them on Johnny.

"Isn't he hot? Shouldn't you keep him cool, not put a blanket on him, the last time I checked blankets make you warm," I remarked.

"But it will make him sweat, and if he's sick then that will make him feel better faster, plus it's going to be cold tonight," Dally explained.

Johnny moved on his side on the couch, we thought he was awake for a second but after he moved, he laid there motionless.

"Well, if were done here, I'm going to bed, see y'all in the mornin'," Soda said, walked to his and Pony's doorway, but stopped turned and added, "Come on Pone."

Pony followed after giving one last glance and Johnny. Darry put his hand on my shoulder, saying, "Come on kiddo, it's time for bed."

"I'll go to bed in a minute," I told him.

He nodded, then went to bed. I sat there staring at Johnny, hoping, and praying he was going to be okay.

"Go, I'll watch him," Dally said.

"Huh?" I asked.

"Go to bed, I'll take care of Johnny," Dally repeated.

"Okay," I got up, "night."

The next day I woke up to silence. Which is very nice, and peaceful, but if you knew who lived here, and who came here, silence isn't normal, so it's actually pretty scary.

I ran down stairs almost tripping over my own feet, and made it to the kitchen. Two-bit, Steve, Soda, and Pony were sitting at the table, eating in silence.

"Okay, what's going on?" I asked, confused, and scared of what the answer was going to be.

"What do you mean, what's going on?" Steve asked.

"I mean, you guys are quiet. Your never quiet, never," I said.

"What do you want us to do about it?" Two-bit asked.

"Uh…talk. Two-bit you always have something to say, so does Soda."

"So…" Pony said.

"What's wrong, seriously guys?" I asked.

"Johnny's still not awake," Soda said quietly.

"So, he'll wake up," I reassured them.

"Yeah, but Rayna, he's been gone for about a week, so he could have been asleep for about a week," Darry said, from the doorway of the kitchen.

"Then it's more like a coma, not a nap, or a long sleep, a coma," I said.

The guys stared at me, "Maybe we should take him to the hospital."

I turned and Dallas Winston was standing there, waiting for our answer.

"I think Dal's right we should," Darry agreed.

"Johnny won't like this," I commented.

"I don't care right now, he needs medical help," Darry said.

"I want to come," I said.

"No, I'm going to take him, and Dally's coming. That's it, we don't need everyone else to come," Darry said.

Dally agreed and picked up Johnny wrapped up in a blanket and went out the door. Darry followed, and we all could hear the truck pulling out of the driveway. I sat down on Soda's lap, and leaned back on him.

"But I wanted to go," I whined in Soda's ear.

"You can come with me, and Steve to the DX," Soda whispered in my ear.

I smiled and nodded.

"Well we have to leave now then," Steve said, apparently he heard us.

I got up, ran upstairs and changed into a tank top that was flag color, and said 'Free to be me!', then I wore jean shorts, and my dog tags. Then I sat in the middle of Steve and Soda in the car.

I watched Steve work on cars, and helped Soda inside mostly. I hanged inside when it was really hot outside, so I watched Steve only in the morning.

Later on around about 5, an hour before Soda and Steve got off work today, Two-bit and Pony came and picked me up, and we went to the movie house. We got out of the Paul Newman movie at 6, and we walked home together.

Two-bit went home, and me and Pony got home to Soda and Steve arm wrestling, and there was no sign of Darry.

"Where's Darry?" I asked.

"Still at the hospital," Soda answered.

"Did he call?" Pony asked.

"Nope," Steve said.

I plopped down on the couch and turned on Mickey. Pony sat down watched TV for about 5 minutes, then continued his book 'Gone with the Wind', which he already read 2 or 3 times.

Darry came home around 12, well that's what Soda said. I was already asleep in my room, since I had school. So I woke up and walked to school with Pony Boy. I went to gym with the guys, and the day went by slowly.

I found Ocean at lunch so I sat with her. She acted like the conversation we had the other night didn't happen so I did too. We got out of school at 2:05 like always, and I didn't wait for the guys.

When I was a block or 2 away from the house I realized….someone was following me. I turned around and it was a truck, and it stopped. A guy was inside it, but I didn't know who it was. So I walked on, and the truck followed.

So I turn around again but this time I catch it stopping and the guy inside of the truck realized I did. So he drove, I thought he was going to drive on, but he stopped next to me, and rolled down the window.

"Hey sweetie," he said smirking.

My eyes widened when I realized who it was. He got out of jail, I thought to myself in fear.

Author's Note: Since it took so long for me to update chapter 3, here's chapter 4! I hope you guys like it so far! Please, R&R!