Pony's POV
I looked up to see Steve. What the hell? I stood up looked at him with an accusing look, he just looks at me with a challenging look. I sighed and walked past him, I usually fight him verbally but he isn't worth my time anymore. I heard whispers about how I was a murder and how I most probably murdered Johnny myself. I froze, that hurts a lot. Why would I kill Johnny? He is my best friend! What the hell? I frowned and tried to ignore the false comments but that one phrase 'He most probably murdered him.' over and over again was being repeated in my mind. I suddenly felt my vision go blurry, man I am gonna cry, come on Ponyboy, you know the truth you didn't do it, man up dude! Man up!
I shook my head and wiped my tears away. I walked off to my class feeling numb and ignorant about my surroundings. Maybe I did kill him? Maybe I am a murder after all. I shook my head, damn my thoughts are killing me. I need a relief, I need a relief. I threw my stuff into my locker and decided to skip the rest of the day, fuck lunch and the rest of the day, I am out of this place.
I just run out of the school and run off to God knows where. Screw everything. I don't need anyone. Fuck everyone. I am out.
Steve's POV
I was shocked. Something is really wrong with that kid. Soda wasn't bluffing, I rolled my eyes, that kid just wants the attention and affection, he is just acting it. He is just being dramatic. Little brat needs stop being dramatic and move on with his life, he acts like he is the only one who lost someone, I lost Johnny to, it's his fault, only if he didn't run away (A/N: He doesn't know the reason why he ran away). Dumbass needs to get a life other than this hobby of worrying people and crying like a fucking baby.
I rolled my eyes and walked towards my locker, which was sadly next to the smart mouth's locker. I see Pony's locker opened, the hell? The kid doesn't even know how to close his fucking locker? I rolled my eyes and decided to close his locker but I got curious and peeked into it just to see his backpack and school stuff. So, the kid is skipping? Not a smart move kid. Not a smart move. I smirked evily, should I be nice and help his ass or should I tell Darry? Nah, this kid needs to learn his lesson. I grab his stuff and run out of the school and to the Curtis house. Ponyboy is going to get his ass whooped today! I dunno why I am so happy about this, but I am!
Two-Bit's POV
Man, what's wrong with Pony? Is he alright? I sighed and chugged down another shot of whiskey and let myself get lost in the drunken world. I closed my eyes but heard a grumble, I opened one of my eyes and smiled as I see Dallas Winston, the most feared hood in our gang or hell in this city. I smiled at him and slurred "Dalllllyyyyyy! Hiiiii! I want Mickey!"
He grunts "Shut up you buffoon."
I chuckled "Dally! Ponyboy is acting weird!"
He curse and I giggled "Why you cursing?"
He said "Cause we can't loose Ponyboy either!"
What he said sobered me up "What do you mean?"
He looks at me "He could kill himself Two-bit, Johnny was his "only" friend and only person who understood him." he sighs and plops down on the couch next to me. Suddenly, Steve runs in and yells "Darry! Soda! Guys!"
I yelled back "They ain't here?!"
He walks in "Ponyboy is gonna get his ass whooped!"
Dally hollers "What the hell is your fucking problem with that kid?"
Steve rolls his eyes "He is dramatic dude. He acts like he is hurt when he ain't. It's annoying, that stupid tag along can't stay by himself or hang out with other people, it's also his fault that Johnny died because of him! That stuid kid shouldn't have run away from his brothers who take care of him and don't lay a hand on him! Ungr-"
Dally stood up and yells "Enough! Do you fucking know why Pony left? You don't right? Do you now? Cause Darry slapped him. He laid a fucking hand on him and Johnny didn't die because of Ponyboy. It ain't that kid's fault, so shut up okay?" He glares hard at Steve as he sits down.
Hell I was scared, Steve looked guilty for once and Dally looks away from him "Don't ever blame Ponyboy for Johnnycakes' dead okay? That kid is emotionally unstable in general you state that the kid might start believing that shit and might do something that will hurt all of us."
Steve frowns "You are right...but I think he already did something that will hurt all of us."
Dally stood up hurriedly and worry written all over his eyes "What the fucking hell do you mean?"
Steve holds up Pony's backpack "He ran away Dally. He ran off to God knows where...just like last time."
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-SJ