Forever an Actor~

Wait...

(3 pov)
Dallas was rushed into the ER. Blood dripped on the floor as the took him away. Johnny was taken into a room to get all his cuts cleaned up. The rest of the gang waited for the boys to return.

After awhile, Johnny walked out to sit the with gang. He didn't look at any of them, he just walked and sat away from them all. The thoughts on his mind. Elizabeth is dead and now Dallas might be next. He curled up in a chair and stared at the ceiling, hoping Dallas would be okay.
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Hours have passed and most of the gang was asleep, except for Johnny and soda. A doctor walked out, blood covering his scrubs, and a sour look on his face. Johnny was too out of it to notice the doctor, but soda got up to talk to him.

"How is he?"

"Well, there was a lot of bleeding, and he severed a vein. We got him stable, but-" the doctor tried to finish, but Sodapop already knew what came next.

"He's gone.... Isn't he.." tears began to prick his eyes.

"He is, I'm sorry for your loss. He is cleaned up and I'm room 211 if anyone wants to say goodbye."

With that statement, the doctor walked off and soda was left alone. Thoughts raced through his head. Johnny just lost the two closest people he loved, ponyboy and the rest of them just lost a friend... no... sister, and now their brother.
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(Sodas pov)

How could this all happen? Everything was okay, they were both alive... but now are gone. Johnny is going to be heartbroken. We will have to look after him and keep a close eye, we can't have him going back to the way he was before Dallas came along.

"He's gone..." I was pulled out of my thoughts by Johnny hugging me from behind.

"Johnny..." I turned around to hug him. His tears soaked my shirt, his breathing quickened.
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A couple minutes went by. I held Johnny while he cried. The gang all woke up and stared at us.

"He's in room 211 if we want to see him." I spoke up, as Johnny pulled away from me.

"Ca- can- I go see him?" Johnny said just below a whisperer. I helped him up and walked to the room with him.
The rest of the gang stayed behind, they said it would be too hard to say goodbye.

"He came to see me" Johnny grabbed dals hand as he spoke.

"He said he is happier and with Beth. That we shouldn't cry since he's gone. He wants you to look after pony and I, says we all need each other now."

I could tell he wanted to cry still, but he didn't. He sat on the edge of the bed and traced Dallas' scar.

I thought back to what he said. Seeing Dallas and knowing he was gone. That happens when my parents died. I was asleep and they were talking to me, woke up the next morning to the news. I know that Johnny is going to want to stay, but we should all get home.

"Hey joh-" he got up and left before I could finish.

I walked out of the room and to the gang.

"Let's head home.." Darry said with a low, soft voice.
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(Time skip)
Over the next week, the gang was planning yet another funeral. We decided to bury them together on the same day, well... todays that day.

Darry made breakfast for everyone, while the guys got ready for the service. Johnny has been sleeping most of the time and barely eats. We all know he is going through a lot, so we don't try to make him do much. Darry gave him his bed, and has been sleeping on the floor next to him. Lately Johnny has been waking up screaming, and the only one who could calm him down was Dar.

Food was finished and Johnny walked out. As he took his seat, he noticed there weren't and plates for Beth or dal.

"I am going to make their plates, they deserve to have food too" Johnny said as he got up to get the plates.

He sat them in front of the empty chairs and began to eat his food. He has been this way for the past week. Elizabeth and dal have to have chairs and food made for them too, otherwise he won't eat or speak to anyone.
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(3 pov)

The guys all left for the service. Some other gangs and greasers were there to show respect. Once the service started, Johnny broke down and went to sit next to the head stones.

After everyone spoke of fond memories, they all placed something down on the caskets. They all gave Elizabeth a sunflower, to remember her bright smile. Dallas got some booze and daisies. Johnny placed in Elizabeth's journal and dals rings. He decided to keep dals jacket and his Christopher.

The gang left after saying goodbye for a final time. They're both going to be missed. All the good and fun memories will be forever remembered.
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(Johnnys pov)
"Wake up... come on.. wake up" Darry was shaking me awake.

"What do you want, let me grieve in peace."

"What are you talking about, come on, Elizabeth is awake and Dallas is already in her room." He did his best to get me up, but I wouldn't budge.

"No, they are both dead. We had a service for them hours ago." I tried to go back to sleep, but a voice pulled me in.

"Would you stop being so tired and get in here Johnny, Elizabeth wants to see you."

It was Dallas.... But how...

I looked up and saw him standing there with a bright smile and puffy red eyes. I ran and hugged him as tight as I could.

"Jeez Johnny, what gives" he asked while returning the hug.

"I had a dream Elizabeth died... then you..." I couldn't help but cry.

"Well I'm still here and so is she..... wait.... I had a similar dream about Elizabeth, we can talk about it later though, she wants to see you"

I pulled back from Dallas and followed him. As I turn into the door way, there she was. Alive, breathing, smiling, I'm so glad it was all a dream.

"There's one of my favorite people" she gave a weak smile and reached out for a hug.