TW: MENTIONS OF SUICIDE ATTEMPT
July 31, 1965 - 7:26 AM
Johnny’s POV
I wake up and the bright daylight blinds my sensitive eyes. I shift to my left and see my boyfriend’s sleeping figure lying close beside me. I sit up and stretch my back before turning to shake Ponyboy awake.
“What’s up?” he mumbles, rubbing his eyes and flattening his messy red-blond hair.
“Good morning, Pone,” I whisper, planting a kiss on his cheek. “We fell asleep in the lot last night. We better head over to your house.”
“Darry’s going to kill me!” he groans, jumping to his feet and helping pull me up as well.
Then, we run to the Curtis’ house and open the front door as quietly as we can so that we can sneak in unnoticed. Unfortunately, we’re too late. Darry charges toward us from the living room.
“Ponyboy! Where have you been?”
“I’m so sorry, Darry! We-”
“It doesn’t matter. Dally’s in the hospital and we have to go see him right now.”
Ponyboy and I exchange a look of shock before questioning Darry.
“What happened to him?” Ponyboy asks.
Darry shifts uncomfortably and stares at the dull wooden floor. “He… He tried to… They found a knife…”
A gasp escapes my lips and I stumble back into the wall behind us. My vision blurs and hot tears protrude out of my eyes.
Dally attempted suicide because of me.
“Are you okay, Johnny?” I faintly hear Ponyboy call out. His voice sounds like it’s coming from several feet away, yet he’s standing right next to me.
“Yeah,” I’m unsure if what I’m saying is even audible. “I’m fine.”
I blindly wander to the bathroom and shut the door behind me. Cold water stings my face as I splash it onto my skin. My reflection gives me a frightened stare, and I notice how pale I am. My lip quivers and my eyes overflow once more.
I’m the one to blame for this. Dally is completely heartbroken because of what I did to him. I wish that I would’ve done things differently to keep him from hurting himself.
It’s too late now. Dally really is in love with me, and I can’t do anything to stop him from feeling that way. Every single scar on that boy’s skin is my fault.
My fault.
“Johnnycake?” Ponyboy softly calls from the other side of the bathroom door.
“Hey, Pone,” I answer, hurriedly brushing away all the tears from my face.
“May I come in?”
I unlock the door and pull him into a tight embrace.
“It’s not your fault Dally’s hurt,” he says.
“Yes, it is.”
He sighs and looks over at our reflection in the mirror.
“He’ll be okay,” he assures me.
“How do you know?”
Ponyboy uses his hand to lean my forehead on his shoulder and he slowly rubs my back.
“Dally’s strong. He only needs some time to heal.”
I look up at Ponyboy and softly kiss his lips. He wipes my cheeks clean from tears with his thumb and forefinger.
“Are you ready to see him?” he asks.
I nod and we go back to the entrance of the house, where the rest of the gang is waiting nervously.
“Let’s go.”
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