JohnnyBoy ponyboy X Johnny Cade

Johnny

Johnny pov:
I haven't really been hanging out with anyone recently. I have just been staying in my room. I just feel like I am a tag along with the rest of my group, I am like the group pet. They all treat me like I'm a lost puppy, even pony and he's younger. I cut my hair shorter, it also isn't very greasy anymore, I am still a greaser, and my parents still hate me. I just locked myself in my room.

My dad started banging on the door yelling "You can't stay in there forever Johnathan!" He yelled. He started banging on the door harder, I thought it would break so I ran to my window and jumped out. I landed weird and I think I hurt my ankle but I didn't care, that's the least of my worries right now.

I was walking in town with my hood up when I noticed my group a crossed the street, they looked so happy, I have been gone a week so I guess they really don't need or want me. I kept walking, I think soda noticed me though cause he left the group and ran over to me.

He walked in front of me and stopped me "Hey johnny, you've not been around, where you been?" He said pulling off my hood. His eyes went wide for a second "Woah, cut your hair?" I nodded "It looks nice, and not so greasy!" He laughed, I smiled a little, soda was always joyful. I wasn't standing on my right ankle cause it hurts "Did you get hurt?" Soda asked looking at me ankle "n-no!" I say. I think he knew I was lying but I didn't say anything "I got to go!" I say and start heading home.

Ponyboy pov:
Soda walked back over "Who was that." I asked "Surprised you don't know, pony!" He says, what does that mean "That was Johnny" soda said, what?! "That was Johnny?!" The rest of us yell in unison. He looked so different! He already looked great but he looks amazing! "Where has he been?" I ask, soda sighs "At home." Everybody's eyes widened "Home?" Darry asked and soda nodded. We all went our separate ways home.

Johnny pov:
Right as I walked in the door my dad slapped me across the face "You don't run when I talk to you, especially out your window!" He said while I was on the floor as he hit me. I managed to run up to my room but was knocked out. Everything went black and I don't know what happened.

I woke up with glass around me and me and I was bleeding on my cheek. I pushed myself up and went to the bathroom, I had a big, deep cut on my cheek, I had bruises scattered along my arms and face too. I lifted up my shirt and I had more bruises along my chest and torso. I pulled up my shirt sleeved and looked at the cuts on my wrists, I went back to my room and flipped out the blade on my pocket knife, I pressed it against the somewhat healed cuts on my wrist and they started bleeding again.

I put the blade away and changed into some pajamas and laid in bed starring at the ceiling. I didn't get a lot of sleep I was scared my dad would come in while I was sleeping and attack me again.

(Sorry it's short)