I know, I know it must be annoying that I keep deleting my chapters, but I think I've finally found something to stick with. And yes, I changed the genre

from Humor to Drama, because I think this chapter isn't really some thing I'd consider.. funny.

Disclaimer: I Do Not Own The Outsiders, I'm not talented enough to come up with such a brilliant story!

I don't know how long I've been here. Truth is, I don't really even know where here is. All I know is that I'm staying in this place forever. I can't walk. I mean I'm standing up and my feet feel fine, but they won't move. Lord only knows how many times I've tried to run. To run and stop the inevitable.

The thing is, that right in front of me. The only thing that I can see is Johnny. But that's not the problem, the problem is that I'm watching Johnny, watching him die. Over and over again. At first, I just saw him running into the church, then my surroundings would change and I'd see him covered in burns lying dead on the hospital bed.

But now, now it's gotten worse. The ways he dies, they change constantly, they're always the same ones though. I've seen em' all, but I'd be lying if I said I'd gotten used to seeing them.

One of them is Johnny, running into the church and catching on fire. When he's been lighten he runs back out in front of me and rolls on the ground trying to put himself out. I can hear him crying and screaming, and I want to help him, make the pain go away. But I can't move!

The next one is just Johnny standing next to me, when out of no where he pulls out his blade and cuts at his arms. I want to yell at him to stop, plead but I can't speak either. All the things I want to say, all the words echo in my head and I have to watch him. Until he dies of the blood loss.

Then there's the one where I can see that Johnny is across the street from me. Lying in the lot, by himself. When he stands up and looks at me. He smiles and waves then he starts walking closer. Before he reaches the road a Mustang pulls up, he tries to run but he always falls right infront of me, and for a second he just looks at me expectintly. I know he wants me to help him. I just can't move! Out of the car come out a bunch of drunk Soc's. They all grab Johnny when he gets up and throw him back to the ground. Man, Johnny, he screams and thrases around violently, they beat him to a pulp and after he's all black, blue and swollen, one pulls out a blade and slices him.

Now, hearing this you might be saying 'why don't you try to look away? close your eyes!'. I can't! I've tried, please believe me I have. It doesn't work. I can never close my eyes, I'm forced to watch him.

Then there's the one I hate the most to watch. I'm left standing in front of Johnny's house. I can hear his parents inside. Johnny steps up and says he'll be right back. But I've watched this enough times to know that it's not true. I can see through their window. Johnny goes in through the door, then his old man takes him down. I don't want to try getting into detail. I hate watching these things.

This is hell! ...the worst thing about all of this is that in every single situation, I-I hear Johnny and he's screaming at the top of his lungs for me to help him, for me to save him and make the bad go away. Damn it! I want to!

At the end of every scene, before it changes to the next, I can hear Johnny's faint voice.

"Dallas? Dal why didn't you save me? why'd you just stand there and watch me?"

Then the cycle is repeated. I want to leave. But I can't.

I know this isn't how Dally talks, but these are his thoughts so yeah, I think it's fine. I've decided I'm gunna stick with this as chapter 2. How was it? and if

you some how didn't understand this, it's in Dallas' PoV. I know, I know, it's all over the place. But I really wanted to update ASAP. Review and tell me what

you think. PS you can also tell me if you think it didn't make sense to you. PPS I'll be changing between Dallas and Johnny's PoV's. Johnny's will be more

light hearted then Dally's, I mean just look at Johnny's PoV first chapter, then Dallas's in this one. Very different. Again, Review!