𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 || 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟐

p.c. ~ remains

Tulsa, Oklahoma. Curtis' House.
Friday, 1968
08:19 a.m.

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• Ponyboys POV •

"I need to get some fresh air." I said, standing up.

"Are you okay?" Sally asked. "Uh yeah, just... Give me a minute." I said. I left her house and took a walk. Deep inside, I actually like Sally. Hell, I love her. She's the only girl I've really loved in a while now.

But before her, I had an amazing, committed, loving relationship...

I went to the park. It was dark and late. I sat on the grass, lighting up a cancer stick.

I looked around, no one was around, barely a noise but the sound of crickets and wind.

I miss Y/n. A lot.

I've been seeing hallucinations of her. Usually when I'm alone.

She passed away a few years back. In the same year Johnny and Dally died and ever since then, I've been doin stupid things until a couple years later, I met Sally and she was the only girl I trusted and truly loved after Y/n.

"I know you could never hurt anyone, Pone." I heard, faintly. It was Y/n's voice.

I then saw her, standing there in front of me with a glowing light around her.

"Thought you quit smoking." I heard her say.

"Ehh, It's just to keep me warm." I said. To see her giggle and smile again made me feel so happy and safe.

"To keep warm huh?"

Then I felt her arms around me, brushing her fingers through my hair.

"After all this time..." I said.

"I know." She mumbles.

She pulls away to look at me.

"Our love still remains." She whispers.

She gave me a long, soft kiss before she disappeared right as I opened my eyes. I took another hit of my cigarette and threw it to the ground. I went back to my house. I open the door to see Sally waiting for me on the couch, looking slightly worried.

"Hey, you okay?" She asked.

"Uh yeah. Yeah, I'm good." I replied, sitting next to her with my elbows on my knees and my hands interlocking each other. She runs her fingers through my hair, laying her head on my shoulder.

"I think you should go get some rest. You feel kinda hot." She said, putting her palm on my forehead.

I took her hand and kissed it. I smiled, "Can you stay for the night?" I asked. She smiled, "Of course. Go shower, I'll find you some medicine, so you don't get sick in the morning." She said.

"I love it when you take care of me." I said as she stands up.

"And I'd love it if you go get cleaned up. You're not sleeping with me if you're dirty." She said.

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This story was inspired by the video above.