Forbidden Love |✩ Johnny Cade✩|

|Chapter 10| Together

The rest of the gang looked equally alarmed, and we all gathered together, ready to defend ourselves if necessary.

The Socs came closer, and I could see the hatred in their eyes. They had always looked down on us, but now they had a reason to hate us even more.

"Hey, Y/N, what's the matter? You afraid to be seen with us in public?" one of them sneered.

I felt my face turn red with anger, and I stepped forward, ready to confront them.

"I'm not afraid of you," I said, my voice shaking slightly. "And I'm not ashamed of who I am or who I love."

The Socs laughed, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I knew that this could end badly, but I refused to back down.

Suddenly, one of the Socs lunged at Johnny, trying to grab him. I screamed, trying to pull him away, but it was too late.

The Socs were on us like a pack of wolves, punching and kicking us as we tried to defend ourselves. I felt a sharp pain in my side and realized that I had been stabbed.

"Y/N!" Johnny screamed, his voice filled with terror.

I looked up, my vision blurry, and saw the rest of the gang fighting off the Socs. Darry was holding a bloody Two-bit in his arms, and Steve and Soda were trying to fend off the attackers.

But it was no use. We were outnumbered, and they were too strong.

As everything went black, I realized that I had made a terrible mistake. I had put myself and the people I loved in danger, all because I couldn't resist the pull of forbidden love.

But as I slipped into unconsciousness, I knew that I had no regrets. At least I had loved, and been loved in return. And in the end, that was all that mattered.
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When I woke up, I was in a hospital room. Darry, Soda, and Ponyboy were there, looking at me with worried expressions.

"You gave us quite a scare, Y/N," Darry said, his voice filled with concern.

I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain in my side made me groan in agony. I looked down and saw that I had a bandage wrapped around my stomach.

"What happened?" I asked, my voice weak.

Soda sighed, his eyes filled with anger. "The Socs attacked us. They were after Johnny and you, but we all got caught up in the fight."

Ponyboy nodded, his eyes filled with tears. "You saved us, Y/N. If you hadn't stood up to them, we would have been in even more trouble."

I smiled weakly, feeling a sense of pride and gratitude. I had always been the protective older sister, and it was good to know that my brothers looked up to me.

But then I remembered Johnny, and my heart sank. He had been there with me, fighting off the Socs. Was he okay?

"Where's Johnny?" I asked, my voice trembling.

Darry hesitated for a moment before answering. "He's in critical condition, Y/N. They're doing everything they can to save him, but it's not looking good."

I felt a wave of grief wash over me, and tears streamed down my face. I had put Johnny in danger, all because of my selfish desires.

But then I remembered what Johnny had said to me before the fight. He had told me that he loved me and that we would make it work, no matter what.

And I realized that he was right. Our love was worth fighting for, even if it meant putting ourselves in danger.

As I lay in the hospital bed, waiting for news about Johnny's condition, I knew that I would do anything to be with him. Even if it meant risking everything I had.
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Days passed, and Johnny's condition remained critical. The gang and I took turns staying by his side, praying for him to pull through.

I felt guilty every time I looked at him. He had risked his life for me, and now he was paying the price. I couldn't bear the thought of losing him.

One day, as I sat next to his bed, holding his hand, he opened his eyes. They were weak and hazy, but they were open.

"Hey," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Tears filled my eyes as I leaned closer to him. "Hey, Johnny. How are you feeling?"

He smiled weakly, and I knew that he was trying to be strong for me. "Not great, but I'm hanging in there."

We talked for a while, but I could see that he was struggling to stay awake. I leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips, feeling a surge of love and gratitude wash over me.

"I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too," he whispered back, before drifting off to sleep again.

Days turned into weeks, and Johnny slowly started to improve. He was still weak, but he was getting better.

And then, one day, he was discharged from the hospital. He was still recovering, but he was going to be okay.

As we walked out of the hospital, hand in hand, I knew that our love had been tested, but it had come out stronger than ever. We had overcome so much together, and we would continue to do so.

And as we walked back into our world of greasers and Socs, I knew that we were ready to face whatever came our way. Together.
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A/N THIS IS LAST CHAPTER THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT