the outsiders ~

the lot ~ johnny cade

!! This chapter does contain smut at the end !!
Y/N's POV

I take a smoke the second I walk out the my house, getting away from everything inside.

I love my parents, I do. But they can be a lot sometimes.

The pressure of being the perfect student, daughter, friend, girlfriend can be a lot at times. I wanted to get out, I wanted to go to the lot.

I didn't think Johnny or Ponyboy would be there today. They both probably went to the movies with Dallas or something. I knew the movies were playing later tonight, and tonight is when they usually go.

The lot isn't very nice, but I still go. It still has a homey, comforting feeling to it so I go there a lot. Usually Johnny's there and he's with Ponyboy. They ask me to tag along with them usually. Sometimes I decline because I don't want to be the girlfriend that just follows her boyfriend and his friends.

I got to the lot and it wasn't too long of a walk or anything. I sat on the old car bench that sits in the lot and throw my old cancer stick onto the pile of wood. It wasn't out all the way and it lit up a little.

Today was good, but it would have been better without the stress on top. The lot takes it away. I don't know why or how, but it does.

I knock my head back to lean it against the seat and I fiddle with my fingers as I sit. I don't think I can name anything on my mind.

But I can name someone.

Part of me wishes Johnny were here with me right now but the other part of me is liking being myself in the lot.

I lay there with my head back for 10 minutes until my neck starts to hurt and I lean it back up.

The air is lightly blowing, but its still warm out.

I hear rocks and gravel rustle together from down the street. It's late, so no on would really be out.

I make sure my blade is open and ready incase I need to defend myself against someone.

The person comes out of the darkness and into the light of the street lights.

I recognize the face on the person and I see Johnny coming towards me with a sad and pissed look on his face.

I sit up looking more alert and I put my blade away.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." He says.

"No it's ok." I assure him. I look closer to his face and see him try and hide the tear on his cheek. "What happened?"

He doesn't say anything and he just comes to sit next to me. I take that as he doesn't want to talk about it.

He moves in closer to me, and grabs my hand and holds onto it so tight it may fall off.

"Are you ok?" I ask lightly.

"Yeah, I'm ok." I wasn't sure I believed him but I wasn't gonna force him to talk to me yet. I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him closer.

I pulled him on so that his head would lay on my chest. I ran a few of my fingers brushing his hair away from his face. He buries his head into my chest and I kiss the top of his head.