Cover Up (continued!!)

Johnny, man

Dallas woke up to the blinding light from the sun. He looked over to the bed stand to read the time.

"11:36. I wonder why they let me sleep in. Normally Two-bitch comes bee bopping in here to shake me off the bed." He thought, standing up.

He grabbed a red hoodie and threw it over his bloody shirt to cover his marks. He walked out and sat on the right side of the couch. He looked around and saw Two-bit on the ground with a beer and some cake, and Soda sitting in the middle of the couch.

"Why aren't you at work, Soda?" He asked.

"Cuz it's Saturday." Soda replied.

He nodded, saying he understood. "Why did you let me sleep in?"

Soda cupped his mouth with one hand so Two-bit couldn't see what he was saying. "I didn't think you got much sleep from the nightmare." He whispered.

"Ok. Do you know where Johnny is?"

"No, I haven't seen him today."

"Oooo, is Dallas gonna confess his love to Johnny?" Two-bit teased, looked back at Dallas.

"Oh, shut your trap two-bit like I didn't see you cuddling with Darry!"

Two-bit blushed and looked back at the tv. "Whatever, man. You didn't see nothing."

"That blush says otherwise!" Soda exclaimed.

They all laughed at Sodas squealing. The gang always said he acted like a middle school girl talking about their crush.

"Is Pony home?"

"He's in our room, probably reading that new book he got."

He nodded and walked to their room, opening the door. He saw Pony, hunched over reading a book with lipstick kisses on the cover.

"Damn Pony, you like romance books?"

Pony blushed and was quick to shut the book and put it behind his back.

"No idea what your talking about, Dal." He said, giggling a bit.

Dallas couldn't help but a laugh a bit also.

"Do you know where Johnny is?" He asked, stoping his laughter.

"He went to the lot earlier." Pony replied.

"Okay, thanks horse."

"I am not a horse!!" Pony shouted at Dallas as he walked out the door.

Dallas continued out of the house, through the gate. He started to the lot, hoping Johnny was there. He felt as if he needed to see his face and that he was breathing, even though it was a dream.

Once he walked up he saw 4 soc's beating on some kid.

"Stupid Socs. Always beating on us." He thought.

As he got a closer look he thought the person looked familiar before he saw it was Johnny. He ran over and his ribs hissed from the pain. His whole body still aching from the beating.

He slugged one of them in the back of the head and he felt immense pain travel through his hand but he ignored it, for Johnnys sake.

He pulled out his blade from his back pocket and ran at another one. He jumped on top of him and started throwing punches at him. They scattered away from Johnny as they stood there, frozen, watching Dallas punch their poor friend.

He gripped his knife tightly and stabbed deep into the Soc's side. The kid let out a loud gasp as Dallas ripped the knife out of his side. He got off him and his soc friends helped him skedaddle out of the crime scene.