I was walking down the street to Layla's house early on a Sunday morning when I spotted a boy wearing a familiar light brown leather jacket, and the glint of an earring walking my way.
I attempted to turn and walk down between a couple of houses that were in a direct line of sight. I'm a fast runner, maybe I could make it in time.
"Heyo Ponyboy! Long time no see, eh? How's the gang doin'?" Griffin asked, smirking at me as he stopped a few feet ahead, tossing his cancer stick to the ground and stomping on it to put it out.
"What do ya want?" I asked, trying to make myself look cool and collected, when in all reality I just really wanted to beat the hell outta him.
"Did you not hear my question? What's up with you and your little friends thinkin' they're too cool as to just ignore me? In case you haven't noticed- I run the place. Even your friend Dal's too afraid to come near me."
"No, he's just avoiding you so he doesn't have to kill ya." I spat, growing angrier by the second.
"I'm guessing you're on your way to go visit little Layla?" he asked, but I didn't answer, just looked around. "How cute. I'll be sure to pay her a visit later. You know, It'll be nice to see how Jessica's baby is doin', don't ya think?" he asked, raising an eyebrow playfully.
"I don't have time for your games." I said, and walked right by him, shoving his shoulder for effect.
I turned around, my jaw clenching with disgust. "You go near Layla or Johnny and I will rip you to shreds."
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Intoxicated | Ponyboy Curtis
Hayran Kurgu"The room may be quiet but my mind is like a tsunami full of rushing toxic, negative cogitation with reality draining me dry." (updates will be sporadically) Spinoff to The Cades ||copyright Loganlermin, 2015||
