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So the lucky winner was both P.O.V

We can start off with Johnny

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I didn't know what to think. At first it was just a huge swirl of emotion. Confusion, hurt, anger, worry, and fear. Those were just the main ones,there were more, a lot more. The panic was the one that hit hardest. I swear you don't know panic until you see your best friend...

Best friend huh? I guess I should say more then that. Pony what he did, was-was - no is too kind. I mean I know he's got my back to the end, like I've got his. We're best friend and part of the same gang. Rule one you stick up for your gang members to the end of time. More so if your in a gang like ours. We're not just boys part of a group. We're brothers, no one hurts one of us and gets away with it.

Ok let me start over.

Last night I was laying in the lot, trying my best to ignore the cold. It was nothing new for me too sleep in the lot. The gang didn't like it when I did that. They would insist that I could go to the Curtis house, or if it was Dally for me to go to Bucks.

Dally...

He had been acting strange this week. Ponyboy as well now that I think of it. Dally treated Pony different anyone could see that. Before Pony would leave and Dallas wouldn't care. Now If Pony leaves the room Dally instantly want to know what was up. Pony he was out of it. He seemed so tired lately. And all therewas all these strange cuts and bruises randomly popping up. I remembered asking about it earlier that day. Pony had told me Soc had come to the house and beat him up, and Dally came in. I thought of these things happening and chances are one to a million. I may not be all that good in school but I'm not that dumb. no one is that dumb.

Anyway back to the main point. Last night I saw Pony. he was in the lot looking for something. He didn't notice me, but I noticed him. I didn't pay to much attention to what he was looking for. I was more focused on what he was doing here. Surly Darry would go crazy if he saw Pony here this late he would blow up. No not just blow up he would most likely ground Ponyboy for the rest of his life.

I watched as Pony turned and left. I dragged myself to my feet, I wanted to know where he was going. Not only as a worried friend, caring about his friends safety, but as a best friend wanting to know why his buddy was so... so.. stressed lately. Like I said earlier something wasn't right, and I was determine to get to the bottom of it.

I followed Pony down streets. I could feel anxious knots starting to form. We were heading in the direction of my house. My dream from earlier came back. I still had it haunting in my mind. I tried to shake it off, not so well as we turned on my street. I began to shake as he turned into my driveway. My palms were starting to get all sweaty. Why on earth was he going inside?

I slowly peaked in threw the window as he stood in the living room. My father stood up instantly, slapping Pony across the face. I held my breath, me stomach gave a violent twist. No, this...this...no.

"- ok Johnnycakes?" I blinked, Two-bit's voice dragging me from my thoughts.

"Sorry, what?"

Steve snorted "I think the Kids rubbin' off on you Johny. Starting to go off into lala land too huh?" He ruffled me hair. I swatted his hand away half-heartedly. He laughed as I fixed my hair back into place. I looked out the window the sun was starting to set. Pony wasn't back yet. I swallowed thickly, what if that call earlier was my folks.

I shivered at that thought. Last night Pony left, then my dad saw me. Looking in threw the window, I've never seen him so mad before. So I ran, taking refugee back at the lot. I came this morning hopping to talk to Pony, but everyone was here. So I waited, then the phone rang and Ponyboy left. He told us he was going to help a friend with something then go to the movies. I couldn't help but feel like he was lying.

I think everyone was thinking the same cause every now and then they would look at the door watching to see if he came home. Finally the door slammed my head shot up feeling a wave of relief. It was short lived when I saw it was Dallas.

He looked around "Where's Pony? I need to talk to him." I wondered what Dally needed from Pony. Then in that same moment it clicked. Dally knew about it. That made things a lot more clear now that I rethink things.

"He went out," Darry's voice had that thick concern to it.

"Where?" Dally looked at me. I stared back, my way of silently telling Dallas I knew. I guess he understood cause his eyes widen.

"Johnny, is he, could he be..." I was shocked for a moment that he didn't ask how I knew. I guess if I was Dally I would be more focused on the missing fourteen year old, being beat by his best friends folks. I closed my eyes ready to admit a fear I knew was real.

I nodded, for sure Pony was at my house.

Dally P.O.V

I let out a swear seeing Johnny nod. At first I had came here to say sorry for what happened the other night. He wasn't here. Everyone was looking at us, I knew by know they know we know were Pony was. Darry looked at me waiting for me to spill. Pony was in trouble there was no doubt in my mind. I remembered when I found out what if he was so bad off that he wouldn't-

I stopped myself. "I've got to go help." I notice Sodapop stiffening and jerking towards at me as I ran out.

I could hear Johnny calling for me. I for the first time, didn't care what Johnny said. Ponyboy was in trouble and I would be damned if that bastard killed him. I turned on street, and cut off a car or two. A got a honk or a curse or two. I didn't care, this was important.

I ran faster as I turned on the street. I pulled up to Johnny's house. "Dallas," I heard some one say shakily. I whipped around to see The others. I guess they followed me. Too late know to tell them to go home, "Why are we here? H-h-how does this house have anything to do with Pony?" I stared at Soda for a moment. A loud bang broke my thoughts.

I spun around running into the house. I was horror struck. Those two monsters stood above Pony, who lay blood and beaten. I forgot what happened around me. I dropped next to Ponyboy's body. I gripped his shoulders. I shook him. Wake up, wake up wake up. I felt a pulse, small and weak. I faintly hear Darry and the others yelling. Out of anger and frantically. The sound of fist agents flesh broke my thoughts.

"Someone call an ambulance! Hurry we don't have much time." everyone paled, I could hear footsteps. I didn't care, I was more focused on the dying kid in my arms. People were around me now. Someone pulled Pony from my grip. A soft voice talking to Pony, begging him to be ok.

Not much later bright lights of red and blue were in the window. An ambulance crew came in cops too. They loaded Ponyboy up and hand cuffed the Cade's. Good they deserve to rot in prison till the end of time. soda got in the back with Ponyboy, telling us to meet him at the hospital. I watched as the ambulance and the cop cars drive off. A few cops stayed behind investigating.

A million things were going on in my head. I told myself to keep Pony safe and now look he could be...be...

No I can't say that, he's a fighter. He's gone thew so much already so why couldn't he take onthis task?

Yeah, I told myself, he'll be fine.

Tada! the gang has found out! What do you think of the point of veiws? I think I may have made Dally too ooc, Idk.

I got the Idea of Johnny being in the lot from Phoenixx Rising so thank you for that Idea.

Any Ideas for the hospital? Who's P.o.v the next chapter, it can be anyone you want even a random bystander :P