The Outsider Preferences and Imagines (Closed)

A Funeral

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-Lacy

"This isn't right." Pony blurts breaking the long silence between his brothers.
"What are you talkin bout pony?" Soda asks his little brother as they watch people pass by to see Johnny's body laid in a casket.
"People who I've never even heard of coming to see him, they don't care bout him Soda, they only want to feel better bout themselves." Pony answers.
"They just wanna make things right Pony." Two-Bit cuts in his suit wrinkling when he sits down beside the three.
"Pony stop, it doesn't matter, all that matter is were here for him, he knows they ain't here for him but for themselves." Darry adds putting a reassuring hand on Pony's knee. Tears swell up into his eyes, he quickly bats then away.
"For once as a greaser, it's alright to cry." Soda says taking his brother in his arms as he started to cry.
"If we could get started." A minister says from the podium in front of the casket, he was dressed in a nice black suit with his hair slicked back not because he was a greaser but because it was right for the occasion, and a cross hanging from his neck.
"Johnny was a very smart 17 year old boy taken from us far too soon." He starts.
Pony wasn't listening because he knew that this wasn't what Johnny would have wanted, instead he looks over to Johnny's parents holding each other and crying,
Randy and Cherry had also come, they didn't care.

They didn't care about him.
He looks to Steve, Darry, Soda, and Two who were holding tears all dressed in black suits their hair slicked back.
They cared.
When pony looks back up, Johnnys mom is up at the podium in a black knee length dress tissues in hand.
"Johnny, was a special boy, he was very passionate and out going, he loved life and to see him go was tragic." She takes a breath to start again but Pony couldn't take it.
"Shut up!" He shouts, standing from his seat. The gang looks to him shocked.
"Pony-" Soda starts.
"No, you never cared about Johnnycakes or knew anything bout him, he didn't talk much but he was a great kid, he didn't love life, he hated it when he came to me with new bruises, at times he wanted to end it, but we he was lying on that hospital bed you were the last thing he wanted to see, at that time he knew that 17 years was not enough, it wasn't, but yet here we are today, half of you didn't even know Johnny's last name until he saved those kids or was dying, and yet here you are saying sorry because you weren't there for him when to I coulda been and shoulda been, but no, me, Sodapop, Darrel, Two-Bit, Steve were, and also Dallas who was lost with out Johnny and went on a suicide mission, none of you knew Johnny liked we did, I just Dallas was here to tell you how much he actually did mean to us damnit!" Pony shouts, by the end of it he had tears rushing down his face. Soda stands not know what to do. The whole room was silent not knowing what to do. Pony goes to the casket his hair had purpose and was meaningful.
Looking at Johnny's hurt body laid inside the brown tin, dressed in a suit and his hair un greased. Disgusted by this Pony looks to Two who read his mind and came soon with a small tube of gel as if plan in it himself. The gang was soon behind him, as he squirted gel onto his hands and slicked Johnny's hair the way they knew he liked it.
"That's Johnnycakes." Pony smiles through his tears.
Every started at the five of them at the casket.
"He would be ashamed by all of you." Pony says lastly. "Enjoy whatever this is." He says storming out soon followed by the teary eyes gang as they stormed from the funeral home.