Intoxicated | Ponyboy Curtis

9

The soles of my shoes slammed on the pavement as I ran. Street lights lit up the foggy night, providing an eery feeling. My lungs were burning as I breathed in the cold night air.

Johnny.

I have to get to Johnny.

My face was going numb from the wind, my skin burning. I kept running. I was beginning to feel light headed.

But I kept running. It was all I could seem to do.

I came up to an intersection, and began to slow down as I saw a lanky figure standing on the other side of the street. An arm raised, a shy wave of a hand before a finger lifted to the sky.

A heartbreaking sound leaving their lips.

"Look! Blue skies, Pony. Blue skies everywhere."

I jumped awake, panting, trying to catch my breath. Out of instinct, I found my hand reaching for Layla. She's there, sleeping.

Beginning to calm down, I start to hear birds chirping outside. Light was peeking in through my window.

I swung my legs over the side of the bed, this time the soles of my feet making impact with the ground.

It was so real.

I walked over to my window, and peeking through the blinds I can see that the sky has finally cleared up.

It had been raining for days.

"Blue." I muttered to myself, scoffing as I ran a hand through my hair.

I put on some pajama bottoms, and made my way out to the living room to get to the kitchen. I opened the fridge, reaching for the closest liquid I could find.

Why does it feel like I had actually been running?

"You're up early." A rough, low voice said. I jumped slightly, turning to find Darry leaning against the counter, looking at me with tired eyes.

"So are you." I comment, and he gives me a half smile. Touché.

"Melly isn't feeling too good. I let Addy sleep and stayed up with her most of the night."

Sacrifice. Love.

"You okay, Pony?" He asked. And I could tell that he actually wanted to know. I didn't have an answer for anyone lately.

Would you be okay if you lost Addy?

I couldn't ask him that.

He loves her.

I loved Johnny.

Maybe I'll never understand it.

Maybe I'll never be able to explain to someone why I feel a pit in my soul and even though I have an amazing girl to prevent my loneliness, I still feel as though I'm missing something. Constantly chasing something.

Constantly running.

"I think I'm gonna go back to bed." I state simply, instead of answering his question.

Lately I've found you in my dreams, maybe if I stay asleep I can be with you, where you are, Johnny.

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a/n

okay hi i haven't updated this in a while and i honestly hate this chapter, but i had to give y'all something.

and if you're wondering what pony is starting to realize....yes