I ran to where my feet took me, and I ended up at the lot. I know I'm not going back home, unless if it's for money or something important.
I found Johnny there, alone. I sat next to him.
"Hey Johnnycake."
"Hey violet.."
He sounded like a wounded puppy, looked like one too.
"Just ran away from home, what about you?" Johnny had a shaken tone in his voice.
"Same here."
"What? Why?" A wounded puppy getting excited, how odd.
" I just had to get away ya know." I've always wondered why he's so... jumpy.
"I feel ya. I just want to go away, to go somewhere where no one knows me..." Johnny gazed at the stars.
I nodded. I understood how he felt...
"So why ya here Johnny?"
"BECAUSE MY PARENTS ARE SELFISH IDIOTS THAT ONLY CARE ABOUT THEMSELVES." He exploded. His eyes with frustration and anger.
"Woah there Johnnycake. Calm dow-"
"NO DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN. YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL. I WOULDA KILLED MYSELF BY NOW IF I WEREN'T SUCHA COWARD."
"Johnny, talk to me."
He shook his head. "No. I don't know you, you don't know me. I don't have to tell you how I feel." He got up.
"John-"
He walked away with frustration.
I thought to myself, "Wow..."
I got up. Walked in the opposite direction and thought about Dally. It's weird that thinking about him relieves my stress...
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The Love Between a Broken Greaser & Broken Girl (Dallas Winston FanFiction)
FanfictionThe cigarette met between his lips, that's when I first saw him. Not afraid of life nor death. He knew that cancer stick could slowly kill him, but like I said, he's not afraid of death. He knows that he would regret not taking any risks. Dallas Win...
