What if Johnny didn't kill Bob?

1

Soda's POV

I am really scared about Ponyboy. I know nothing good can come from being out alone at two in the morning. I know Darry didn't mean to hit him but I can't help but feel mad at him.

It has been an hour since Pony left so Darry and I decided to go look for him. Darry went in the truck and I went by foot. I went straight for the park. What I saw chilled me to my very core.

Johnny's POV

The socs grabbed Pony and shoved him into the fountin. I didn't know what to do. Then some soc pushed me to the ground.

"Don't try anything stupid grease." The unfamiliar soc said. Then he walked away toward the action.

I looked in my pocket and saw my switch blade. I needed to stab the guy who was drowning Pony. I couldn't just let him die. I stood up and one of the socs turned around and saw my switch blade. Before I could do anything he snatched the blade out of my hand and pushed me to the ground. I hit my head on a rock and the world went black.

Soda's POV

Ponyboy was lying by the fountin his face pale and lifeless. Johnny looked no better laying in the grass. Almost immediately I started to cry. This can't be happening. My brother can't die he's so pure.

I run to Ponyboy and I check to see if he's breathing but there's nothing. I feel his pulse and there's a faint beat. I hold my brothers body close.

"Why?!" I cry out. My shouts directed at no one.

Just then a truck pulls up and Darry runs out of it with Two-bit in tow. When they see Pony and Johnny their faces go pale.

"Oh god no!" Darry shouts.

"Are they alive?" Two-bit says just above a whisper.

"J-Johnny is alive." I manage to stutter. Darry looks at me tears in his eyes. How could this be happening.

"Ponyboy." A small voice comes from Johnny.

Two-bit goes by Johnny's side and pulls him into a bear hug. I look at the sight of Johnny and I feel a little better. Johnny looks like a deer in headlights. Then he sees Ponyboy.

"Is he alive?" He asks.

"I don't know." I mutter. A sob escapes my mouth and I hold Pony close.

I don't know why I wrote this. It's so sad I almost started crying when I wrote it. But don't worry there's more to come.
-Your pal, Victoria