Imagines And Preferences Pt.2 🐴🌅🏈🥤🍺🍰😎🚗

👻Bob's Revenge (Pt.One)

Narration:

Revenge; It always has something to do with our past led up to that burning desire.

Everyone's desperate for revenge, even the most innocent.

But this story isn't about an innocent man- It's about a man who had disrespected two innocent Greasers, leading him to pay the price of death from Johnny Cade; one of the victims, desperate to save his friend's life before Bob fulfilled his cruel action.

So, on that night Johnny Cade grabbed his switchblade, jabbing the tip into Bobs heart. As Johnny successfully saved his friend, grabbing him out of the fountain Bob and his friend attempted to drown him in. Bob lied there in that cold hard ground, bleeding; taking his final breath pledging to someday to make Johnny Cade rue the night he took his life.

This is Bob's Revenge

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Johnny's Pov:

I sat in the cold lot gazing into the fire I had Made, deep in thought.

Today marks the the anniversary of the incident that took place a year ago: The day I killed Bob.

The guilt burns within me.

His lifeless eyes haunt my memory.

Everyone says it isn't my fault, that it was for self defense, I was just trying to help Ponyboy but, I still can't shake out the fact that I took a person's life away.

He was two years older than me, looking forward to graduate high school and start his own life.

But Ponyboy's only fourteen; His life hasn't even started.

If only there was a more peaceful way to save Ponyboy.

But, I don't think there ever was, if I tried to stop the socs unarmed Ponyboy would've died.

I don't know if I should be called a hero or a murder.

Maybe an Anti-Hero?

No, I'm just a no good rotten Grease ball that was lucky enough to avoid the fuzz.

"Hey Johnny." Ponyboy broke me out of my thoughts

"Oh, Hey."

"What are you doing here alone?"

"What are you doing out so late?" I asked

"Snuck out" Ponyboy sat besides me "So I can check on you."

"Well, that's nice of you Ponyboy but, I don't wanna be a cause for trouble with you and Darry."

"It's alright, he's asleep right now."

We looked up at the stars.

"Wanna go to the cemetery?" I asked

"What? Why'd you wanna go there?"

"I don't know- I just...Just-"

"Just what?"

"Wanna visit someone."

"Who?"

I stood there hesitant.

"Bob Sheldon."

"Bob? Why'd you wanna go see that guy?"

"It's the anniversary today Ponyboy; Don't you remember? A year ago today- I-I killed him!" I felt myself slowly losing my composure, tears threatening to spill- I felt sick inside, I felt disgusted with myself.

Reading my mind, Ponyboy placed his hand on my shoulder "A year ago today you saved me. Don't think it's your fault for all that stuff that happened last year, Johnny your my hero."

I didn't believe it. I'm not hero, I'm a coward. I should just turn myself in jail, even if I was pleaded not guilty. "I just wanna go pay some respect to him, Please Ponyboy."

He thought for a moment, I thought he would say something like why should we respect that guy after all he cause to us? Or I don't really feel comfortable visiting him but, to my surprise Ponyboy agreed: "Sure, we can go see Bob."

I gave a soft smile as Ponyboy hauled me to my feet.

We started heading our way to the cemetery to see Bob.

The cemetery was pitch black, the only thing that lit our way was the dimmed moon light that had shine a twilight blue.

We searched for the tombstone for what seemed like hours.

Then finally: "Johnny! I found it!"

I ran over to Ponyboy who stared down at the Tombstone in somewhat horror.

"Here Lies Bob Sheldon
A young ambitious man who's life was tooken away to early.
We Love you Bob
1947-1966"

I felt my stomach churn with guilt once again; thinking how his family stood around here, mourning his loss in his burial

"I can't believe it's only been a year" Ponyboy mumbled "It felt like forever ago."

"To me it feels like yesterday." I sighed "I can't stop thinking about it; I keep getting nightmares- like the ones you get Ponyboy; Maybe I deserve em'- maybe I deserve to die- You know?"

Ponyboy bursted. "Don't say that Johnny, you don't deserve to die and it wasn't your fault; It was mine, I was the idiot who ran away! I was the jerk who decided to drag you along with me; You were just trying to help me and You payed the price. If someone deserves to die or get the electric chair; It's me."

"I'm sorry..."

"Don't be, it's not your fault." Ponyboy stood silent for a moment "Johnny, you know if you keep getting stuck in your past your never gonna be able to live your life. I know its hard to let this go- and I know it feels wrong to but, you just gotta." He stood silent "God I'm starting to sound like Darry..."

"I'll try." I sniffed

"You wanna stay at my place for tonight?"

"Sure just, First I wanna be alone with Bob."

Ponyboy nodded "I'm gonna go visit my Parents while your at it."

I sat there silently looking down at the stone.

I took a deep breath starting to talk "Hey Bob, I know I'm the last person you want to visit you but, I just wanted to say, I'm sorry. I never meant any of this to happen, Ponyboy never meant it either. We were just trying to defend ourselves, You were gonna kill us- you were gonna drown Ponyboy- I had no other choice- I hope you know how sorry we are" My palms were sweaty "But, maybe you should've been the one apologizing; For disrespecting us like that just because we were different. I just don't know, no one does- maybe that's why no one wants to talk about it; Because no one knows who was good or bad."

I was about to continue until, I heard faint bangs coming from within the ground, becoming aggressive each blow. The floor suddenly started to shake aggressively.

I looked beneath my feet, the mud and rubble spinning like a whirlpool- the ground was opening up slowly.

I stepped away, nearly falling in the process.

I must be dreaming.

"Ponyboy!"I yelled "Ponyboy, help!"

I ran off towards Ponyboy who stood beside his parents grave.

"What's going on?"

Before I can say anything there was a silhouette of Bob standing above his grave.

"Johnny!" The raspy voice yelled

Suddenly hurdling it's way towards us, Ponyboy grabbed my arm "We gotta get out of here!"

As we ran I was in disbelief. Bob Sheldon was alive- how is he though?!

All I knew he was seeking one thing only: Revenge.