PONY'S POV

I pushed Johnny out of the way when Bob pulled the trigger. It hit me right on the chest….I think, but who cares, the only thing I felt was pain. I let out a moan and fell to the ground. Johnny was at my side, he looked like he was crying. You see, my eyes sight and hearing were failing. I heard him say something like, 'I don't wanna lose you' and 'please don't go'. Next thing I knew, I saw nothing but darkness….

BOB'S POV

The stupid kid greaser is gonna pay, I swear.

FLASHBACK:

As I walked in the Dingo, I looked around to see some dirty greasers looking at me angrily. I walked in with 3 other of my buddies, when I took the 6th step, some guy stepped in front of me. He looked real tough. But I wasn't scared. He eyed me, then said, "I heard you're Bob Sheldon," he said with an icy tone.

"Who wants to know," I snapped.

"Well, me and my gang heard that you wanted to kill one of our own.."

I stepped back with my buddies, all of the greasers in the Dingo stood up grinning and cracking their knuckles. Too many to fight. I tried to run, but the guy who talked to me grabbed me by my arm and slammed me against the wall. I yelped, I tried to fight back, but as I said before. There were too many of them. Before I knew it, I was unconscious.

END OF FLASHBACK------------------------

When I pulled the trigger, I meant to hit the Johnny kid, but instead, it hit the Curtis guy. This day was getting better and better. At first, I didn't know it had hit the Curtis, we stayed frozen for a couple of minutes, then the Johnny kid ran up to his bleeding friend. He looked like he was crying. My hands started shaking. Then I told the guys what to do.

"Hurry, get him in the car!"

They just looked at each other then at me.

"I said hurry!"

While they carried the Curtis kid, his friend started fighting with them.

"Leave him alone!!!" He yelled.

I nodded at the guys and they carried him to the car, I walked up to the other surviving greaser, "Tell his brothers that I did them a favor, and, that they might not see him again…" Then I punched him and left him there crying.

TWO-BIT'S POV

I was walking to the store to buy a coke, when I saw Johnny laying on the ground bruised up. Oh God..

"Johnny, what happened?!" I asked nervously.

"Pony….Gone…Shot…" Johnny said tiredly.

"C'mon, gotta get you somewhere safe."

I carried him to Pony's place and laid him on the couch, I yelled for Pony, but he didn't seem to be home. Great, that's what I needed.

"I told you…Pony is…Gone!" Johnny said trying to sit up.

"Gone? What do you mean?"

"Soc…Sho-shot him…Gone…" Johnny shut his eyes crying. God…

I called Soda and Darry to come home as soon as possible. Dally was here first, but he didn't know what was happening. When Dally looked at Johnny, he quickly got angry. His eyes had fury in them.

"What happened?" He asked in a demanding voice.

I gulped, "Pony…Pony's been shot…"

Dally's eyes widened, "What?!"

"The Soc then beat Johnny up." I looked down at the carpet. This cannot be happening…

"Is Pony at the hospital?"

"Soc…Soc took him…" Johnny explained.

Then Soda and Darry barged in quickly asking about Pony.

"Where's Pony?" Soda asked looking around.

"Is he ok?" Darry asked looking at Johnny.

"Guys, what I'm about to tell you is the hardest thing I have to say. Pony-" Johnny interrupted me.

"Pony was shot and taken away!" He yelled crying. Dally sat next to him trying to calm him down. Soda shook his head denying it. Darry sat on his chair and shut his eyes. He looked real stressed out. I took a quivering breathe and sat next to Soda who was crying.

".Pony." He said over and over. I closed my eyes and prayed for a miracle.

PONY'S POV

I could barely breathe and hear. I still saw darkness. Somebody was holding me and somebody else seemed to yell, I let out a groan and the talking and yelling stopped.

Car noises were heard all around me. My breathing was becoming ragged. I suddenly started gasping for air. Somebody carried me and laid me down on a cold place.

"Hurry!" I barely heard. Then, again, I fell unconscious.

BOB'S POV

We left the greaser in an abandoned shack not far from here. Everything is perfect. His brothers are probably feeling the worry and pain by know. As I walked upstairs to my room, my Mom asked me how it was going.

"Fine Mom!" I answered.

"Ok darling."

There was a room next to mine. It was clean and well made. I took a deep breathe and smiled, it still smells like him I thought sadly. A baseball was on the floor next to the bed. I picked it up and saw a name on it. Jimmy….Unfortunately I could never give it back to it's owner…Never again will the owner play with the ball and never again will I see him…

THANK YOU FOR THE AWESOME RIVIEWS! APPRECIATE THEM! THIS CHAPTER MIGHT NOT BE GREAT AND STUFF, BUT IT'S BECAUSE I'M SICK AND STUFF. BUT IM TRYING MY HARDEST TO MAKE THE STORY AWESOME. ***MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!** (SAYING IT CUZ IM NOT GONNA BE HERE TOMORROW) I do not own the outsiders!!!