[Dally POV]
I walked down the sidewalk, the exact one where I last saw Johnny. I figured I should retrace my steps to find the alleyway where I officially lost Johnny. I was standing on the edge of the empty lot and began walking down the sidewalk.
I was stressed out completely so I pulled out my pack of cigarettes. My hands were shaking, I almost dropped my cigarettes. I slowly pulled one out and put the pack back in my pocket. I shakily placed the cancer stick in between my lips, I lit it up and took a deep breath. I felt calm almost instantly, I smoked as I retraced my steps.
I reached the alleyway and stood out by the entrance. I pulled the cigarette from my lips and flicked it to the cement. I put out it's fading embers with the heel of my boot. The alley had your typical alleyway things like dumpsters, trash, rats and various other things.
I searched around the dark alley; the only light was a distant street light and the moon. I picked up a piece of cardboard and just saw an old porno magazine. I placed the cardboard back over it. I was just about to give up here but then I saw a discolored square on the cement.
I approached the square and looked closely at it. It wasn't all that differently colored, i'm sure if I had my contacts in I wouldn't of noticed it. I got down on my knees to take a closer look, I slowly slid my hand over it. The square was metal and was cool to the touch. I began looking for a handle, it had to be a door.
I hit something with my hand a gripped it, it was a handle. I slightly pulled on the handle, the door opened slightly. It was a pretty heavy door so I used both hands to open it. I looked inside to see a dimly lit hallway. I thought of how far the drop was and how badly I would injure myself.
I decided to just risk it so I pushed the door back as far as it could go. I slid my legs inside and began slowly moving the rest of myself inside. That was better said than done.
I slipped trying to slid inside so my hand wasn't holding the door open. I had to choose between getting hit over the head with a metal door or fall toward the ground...I chose the latter.
I let go and began to fall to the ground below. It wasn't a long fall but it was long enough for it to hurt like Hell. I hit the ground with a loud thud and I yelped loudly in pain. I rolled over onto my back, I was groaning from pain.
"Holy fuck, that hurt like shit! Holy Hell!" I shouted and slowly pulled myself onto my knees.
I heard footsteps coming in my general direction. I looked around quickly for a place to hide but found nothing, I awaited for who was coming toward me.
"What was that?" I heard someone say in the distance, they sounded male.
"Probably nothing, just ignore it." I heard another say.
"Yeah, but what if it is some-", they stumbled upon me and silently stared at me. I slowly waved at them before quickly standing and running in the opposite direction.
"Hey! Get back here!" I heard one yell and then they chased after me. I had no idea where I was going so I just ran forward. I hit a dead end and there were two hallways. I started down one but then they violently pushed me against the wall in front of me. My head hit the wall pretty hard and caused my vision to blur. They had my hands cuffed behind me and I tried to keep from passing out.
"What is this?" I heard a stern familiar voice say and I was turned around. I looked forward, my vision was still slightly blurred but I could see who had spoken.
It was Tim Shepard.
I growled lowly as he approached us, he immediately took notice of me.
"Oh, it seems you did show up. I wasn't expecting this." he said with a devilish smirk on his face.
"I told your boyfriend you wouldn't show, I guess I shouldn't of lied to him like that. I think I broke his little heart." he said the last part with extreme sarcasm.
"Fuck you." I growled and he laughed at me.
"Says the man with his hands handcuffed behind his back." he said tauntingly.
"You're damn lucky I am handcuffed, otherwise you'd be dead, you fucker." I growled angrily and tried to pull forward. My sudden movement caused my head to hurt worse and I whimpered loudly in pain.
He laughed more at me as I looked at him, giving him a look full of hatred.
"Take him away." He said nonchalantly and turned away.
"Perhaps let him see Johnny before I get rid of both of them." he said while walking away.
I was barely conscious to hear what he said. I was still trying to stay awake but I was slowly failing. They were taking me somewhere but I didn't know where. I heard the jingling of keys then the noise of a lock clicking. I heard a door open and then my handcuffs were removed. They pushed me inside and I stumbled; I leaned against the wall. I heard the door close then the lock click again. Their footsteps became distant.
I had just noticed the soft sobbing, it sounded so familiar..
"Johnnycakes..?" I muttered and the sobbing stopped.
"Dally?" I heard Johnny say, I tried to smile but i'm not sure if I did. I couldn't keep standing and I collapsed onto the ground.
"Dallas!" Johnny exclaimed and moved toward me. I rolled myself onto my back and looked up at him with half closed eyes. He laid my head onto his lap and softly pet my head.
"I'm alright.." I whispered and closed my eyes.
"God, I hope so." Johnny said as I drifted off to sleep
