Outsiders: Jally One Shot

Part 1 (of 1)

(as if Dally never got shot)

Dallas' POV:

As I got into my car I shuddered; the memories of last night flooding back. I just couldn't get the images of my best friend, the one person I loved out of my head. Lying there so helpless on the hospital bed with charred, broken skin. I wanted to break down just thinking about it.

After Johnny stopped breathing, I didn't know what to do with myself. I had tried everything to make the pain subside: drinking, smoking, stealing; none of which seemed to help.

Shivering, I began to drive to my beloved's funeral. I was dressed in nothing fancy, just my usual jeans and a jacket; I felt that if I treated today as something special, it would make everything real. In the passenger seat sat a single rose that I was to lay on the stone of my one true friend.

It was 6:00 and the sun was starting to set. I knew that the funeral started at 11 and would be long over, but that was perfect. I didn't want the gang to see me like this since I haven't spoken to them since yesterday afternoon, before everything happened.

Now on the road, I sped up the car, wanting to get there as soon as possible. As I pulled up, the first thing I saw was that the clouds were darker and more plentiful over the tombs. I grabbed the rose and walked towards the one stone that stood out the most. The one labeled:

Johnny Cade

1951-1967

Just the sight of it was enough to make me break down. I fell to the ground on my hands and knees, sobbing, hot tears running down my icy cheeks. "Johnny, oh Johnny," I sobbed, "Why did it have to be you. It should've been me," I cried, "It- it should've been me-e-e."

He was my one true friend, the only person I could really rely on. And now- now it's all over; there's no point anymore.

I sobbed until my eyes were red and finally decided I was done. With every thing. My whole body was numb and there was nothing I could do. No one I loved was alive anymore so what was even the point.

If my so called "friends" thought I was distant then, this'll be a shock. The last straw has been pulled, the last button pushed.

I drove away into the night...