Darry's pov
I was sitting home alone, it was getting late, where were they???Just then Ponyboy bursts in the door dragging Johnny, what the heck? "Ponyboy? What are you doing?"
He glanced up at me, "soda..", where was soda? So wait, pony dragged Johnny here? From where?
"Where's sodapop?"
"The socs they were gonna get me and Johnny really bad, soda stepped in and told us to run." Pony said, picking up Johnny and laying him on the couch."Well why is Johnny knocked out cold?" I question, pony's quiet for a bit.
"He fainted from all this excitement."
"Well where's soda we gotta go get him?" I say, "no there was way to many socs Darry, like 10 of em!".What would 10 socs be doing hunting for greasers? That's a bit much...
"When they had Johnny and I circled, they told us they were looking for us.." Pony started, "because Johnny had killed Bob.."
So that's why.
Sodapop's perspective
I'm so glad I'd thought ahead and brought a blade, they all ran when I pulled it out. Still scared of us greasers after what happened hey?
We can use that to our advantage.
Man, I should probably get home, Darry'll be worried sick. I hope pony and Johnny made it back okay.
When I walk up to the front door I see Darry pacing around inside and no sight of pony, but I do see Johnny on the couch. Whew.
I open the door and Darry's head immediately straightens like a solider. "I know and I'm sorry." I say.
He didn't look mad, maybe pony'd told him about what happened.
Darry came over and hugged me, "I'm glad you're safe.". Guess that proves my theory.
It was getting late, Darry told me Pony had already gone to bed so I got ready and joined him.
I tried to get into bed as quiet as I could but as soon as I started to move the covers pony whispered "soda?".
"Yeah pony?"
He turned to look at me, "thank you, I'm glad you're safe.." Then he yawned. "Get some sleep pony." I said and climb into bed.
"I'm glad you're safe too."
End of chapter 6
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Only you - Johnny x Ponyboy
FanficMy name's Ponyboy Curtis. I live with my brothers, soda and Darry. I'm just like any other greaser; I keep my hair nice and greasy. Accept, I'm different. I like my best friend, Johnny Cade. (This story has multiple perspectives, this is just one of...