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

👻Bob's Revenge (Pt.Two)

I found Ponyboy dragging me out of the cemetery as the corpes of Bob Sheldon hurdled our way, determined for revenge.

"How did this happen?!" Ponyboy asked as he ran besides me

"I-I don't know! One moment the floor was rumbling and suddenly he showed up!"

"What do we do?!" He panicked

"We lose him before we get to your place!"

"Why don't we head to Buck's?! Dally's probably the one Who'd know what to do!" Ponyboy suggested

"Your right!" I suddenly tripped, hitting the pavement hard.

I yelped in pain

"Johnny!" Ponyboy ran towards me helping me up

We looked to see Bob was getting closer and closer in seconds

"He sure is fast for a dead guy!" Ponyboy started to run by my side again

We ran for miles, our lives depended on it. Bob could kill us-eat us Alive...Who knows.

With adrenaline rushing through our veins we knocked on the door of Buck's place with great aggression.

"Dally!" I yelled out

"Dallas we need help!" Ponyboy hollered

We looked behind to see the silhouette of Bob walking slowly towards us.

"You know what-" Ponyboy grabbed one of the bricks that lied on the porch, breaking the window besides the door.

Ponyboy hopped in the house
"C'mon!" He lent out a hand, he pulled me in.

We started to barricade the doors, lock up the windows and block the window we had just broke with floor boards.

"What the hell is going on here?!" Buck bursted in from his room. He looked over at the damage we made "Did you jus- Your gonna have to pay for that assholes."

"Where's Dallas?!"I asked

"Upstairs like he always is."

Before Buck can say anything we ran upstairs, into Dally's room.

"Dal!" I bursted through the door.

Half asleep Dally glanced over at the both of us "Hey Johnny, Whatcha' doing here?"

"Bob's alive!" Ponyboy blurted

"What?"

"We went to visit his grave and the next thing we know it we're getting chased by some dead guy."

Dallas stood up walking over to me "Is this true or are you too doing this for kicks?"

"He's not lying..." I gulped

Dally didn't buy it
"Are you two high?"

"Dallas we're serious, why would we come all the way here at midnight for your help?"

"I don't know...I mean hallucinations are a big thing when I'm high- Most likely you both are high."

"Dallas we're no-"

Suddenly there was yelling.

"He's here." Ponyboy shivered

"That's Twobit isn't it? You guys really are getting into the spirit of Halloween." Dallas smirked

"He must've gotten Buck!" I started to run downstairs, Ponyboy following

There Bob was eating the flesh of Buck- I lost my breathe- He's like some zombie

"He-" Dallas seen the murder scene "Jesus! BUCK!" Dally turned to us "Grab my gun it's in my underwear drawer"

"Are yo-"

"Grab the fucking gun Johnny!"

I ran upstairs, grabbing the loaded gun handing it to Dallas.

Dallas put three bullets to Bob's head.

The room went silent, the atmosphere felt still.

I stared down in shock. So much was racing in my mind- I couldn't stop to notice Dally dragging me out of Buck's in great panic.

The next thing I knew all three of us were zooming through tusla in Buck's rusted white truck.

Dally was swearing the whole way while Ponyboy looked like he was about to cry.

We didn't really know what to do in a situation like this, it's not like we could go to the cops or anything- The only place we knew was right to go to was The Curtis House.

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The three of us jumped out of the truck, sprinting to the house.

"Darry! Soda!" Ponyboy yelled "Darry!Soda! Wake up!"

"What the hell do you think your doing Ponyboy?!" Darry came in like a bull in rage

"Bob came back from the dead to kill us! He killed Buck when we went to get Dallas"

"Yeah but, the assholes dead right? I mean...I put three bullets to his brain." Dallas pulled out the gun

Darry stood silent for a moment processing what he just said
"Stop messing with us, please its One in the morning and I got work tomorrow. "

"Their not..." Sodapop peeked through the blinds of the window, then opening it to reveal Bob.

"He's still alive?!" Ponyboy fearfully stared out

My breathe left my body.
"Lock the door!"

Darry went over locking the front then to lock the back.

"I'm gonna kill this bitch once and for all." Dallas pointed his gun at the window.

All three of us pushed the gun down before Dallas could shoot

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Dallas asked

"If the three bullets to the head didn't kill him last time what makes you think it will this time?" Darry stated

"Then we burn him!"

"That's no such a bad idea." Ponyboy shrugged

"Guys Hurry up, he's getting closer!" Soda warned

In the mix of their conversation I paced back and forth to calm my nerves, wishing I had a cigarette.

I glanced over to the coffee table-There it was sitting next to a lighter with Ponyboy's initials carved into it and a jug of gas?

"Why do you guys have gas in your house?" I asked

"Why are you asking a question like that when we got more to worry about?"

"It's for mine and Steve's drag racing car."

"Do you mind if we use it? You know on Bob?" I showed them the lighter

I watched as light bulbs lit the top of their heads.

"So, who's gonna go out there?" Soda asked

"I can." Darry sighed

"I think its to late for that..." Ponyboy creeped slowly into the dining room- We followed.

The window was broken

"He's in the house."

"Stay together guys." Darry demanded

I felt my whole body shake uncontrollably as we slowly searched the house

Little did I know that was the night, the one of us decided to sacrifice it all
Just to save the rest...