The outsiders

Hopeless

Johnny's POV

I saw Bob throw her against the wall. I got a little better look at her, she had a black eye and was cut up and fairly bruised up. I look over to where the bathroom is and see Sylvia slowly drag Dally out, shivering and trembling. His hair and everything was soaking wet and it was freezing back where we were. His shoulder wound and head wound looked worse. He saw me examining me worriedly and he gave me what was supposed to be a reassuring smile.

Bree, as soon as Bob left, jolted up and ran over to Sodapop. He looked worse than any of us. His skin was a translucent white and his eyes were lifeless. Bree grabbed his hand and sobbed on his chest, trying to will life back into him. Nothing was working.

It was too late