Love you forever. Johnnyboy

Where is my cade?

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Pony
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I woke up groggy.

I laid motion less in my bed.

With out Johnny I was cold.

It's hot in here. But without him I'm so cold.

"Hey kid." Soda peaked in
"You don't gotta go to school."

I didn't move.

My heartbeat was slow.
My body felt fuzzy.
Empty.

I felt empty.

I held johnnys jacket in my hands

I held it close.
I hugged it tight.

My tears beaded from my eyes falling on the collar.

The jacket smelled like Johnny.
He had this scent of.. I don't know. Like when you sneak outside and you're in your own little world. The moonlight beaming down on you.
And cigarettes.

I missed him.

So bad. It ached.
My heart ached.

I set down his jacket next to me where he slept.

I whipped my eyes.
I sat up.

I felt like nothing. I couldn't say I was sad.
I was just numb.

I grabbed a muffin darry had gotten for me at the store.

He knew they cheered me up.

I threw out the wrapper.

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Johnny
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The train stopped and I got off.

I wasn't sure where I was.

The land was row and rows of crops and farms.

I took a deep breath.
And began walking.

I came to this little farm.

A rusty truck in the front

I knocked on the door

An old man opened the door.

"What are you doing alone out here."
"I ran off.."
"Need a place to stay?"
"Yeah.."
he sighed
"I guess I could use some company"
"Thank you"

He opened the door for me and his house was calm.

"Take a seat." He said

I sat down on the couch
He sat in the recliner

"Why did you leave?" He asked
"I- I killed a guy a while back.. in self defense. They almost killed my bo- best friend. They were threatening to kill me so I left."
"I didn't kill anyone till I was 16."
"I am 16"
"What."
"I'm 16"
"You look 12."
"I get that a lot."
"Well you probably don't wanna hear my story but you're in my house so you will."
"I wanna know"
"Ok.. I met my wife Abagail 40 years ago. I was 20 and a lone greaser. I was just let out of the cooler for beating up some guy.
I had a record. I killed a guy at 16. I was jumped and grabbed my knife and sliced his neck. He bled out before he got anywhere. No one found him. Anyways. My wife and I had 2 kids. Both graduated now. My son is a doctor and my daughter is a teacher. My wife died 7 years ago. I've been living alone since."
"I'm real sorry.."
"It was her time. She had a good life. She told me she lived how she wanted to. Anyways your friend.. how's he?"
"Uh I- he's fine. I had to leave him back in Tulsa.."
"My friend died in the war. That idiot. He sacrificed himself for me. I never understood why."

We talked for a bit longer

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Pony
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I was outside smoking.
"Ponyboy you should quit.. I don't want you getting sick."
I could hear johnnys voice say it..
he always wanted me to quit.

I flicked out my cigarette.

The smell reminded me of him to much anyways.

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A/n

Yes yes it's short. Deal with it.

I hate writing angst.

Stay safe and don't get arrested 🫶