Johnnyboy

Chapter 9

hey im alive. lets see if i can make it through over a chapter. oof

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Driving around town in circles for what seems like hours, maybe even days is the worst feeling ever. Especially when you're doing it to look for someone you love. Someone you can't live without. Someone that you've grown so used to being around, being without them seems so foreign. You could be in a room full of people, yet you'd still feel lonely because that one person is not there beside you.

I admit I do sound pretty hopeless here. Ponyboy had only been missing for three hours, but it felt like years in my eyes. He was supposed to be there, right next to me. Maybe cuddling with me. Maybe kissing me. It didn't matter what he was doing, he should have been there with me, but he wasn't. Boy, do I sound like a wimp now.

"It's gettin' late, kid," Dally sighed. "Why don't we call it a day?"

"No!" I blurted, seemingly out of nowhere. I wasn't one to yell. I guess the thought of losing Pony got to me. "I mean... We can't. We need to keep looking."

Dally groaned. "Fine. Whatever."

It was clear that Dally didn't want to search anymore, but I couldn't drive and I wasn't going to walk around town to search for Pony.

As we drove, I thought about all the memories I shared with Ponyboy. It all slowly came back, moment after moment. All the times we spent gazing at the stars together, hand in hand. The time we escaped to the church together... Even if we were on the run, it was amazing being with him.

I was in love with him.

It wasn't just that, though. I'd known him for the longest time, and losing him was losing a part of me. 

"That goddamn Ponyboy, man," Dally mumbled. "He's gonna get himself killed someday, I tell ya'."

I didn't want to think about that ever happening, so I ignored his comment. Biting my lip, I turned to the window and leaned my head on it. 

It seemed like hours until we found him when it was really just half an hour. He was curled up, knees to his chest, in a dark alleyway. It was almost impossible for us to see him, but I somehow did. I practically hopped out of the car and sprinted to him across the street. 

"Ponyboy?" I shouted, almost screaming.

Pony looked up, his eyes wet with tears. They widened at the sight of me. He tried to back away, but I engulfed him in a hug. 

"Pony... You're alright..." I cried.

"Yes... Why wouldn't I be?" he asked me. 

I let him go and he sniffed and wiped at his nose. "You ran off on us," I cautioned. "We-We looked for you forever!"

"I can't deal with this right now," he sighed, getting up.

I grabbed his arm, not letting go. "Pony-"

"Let go, Johnny," Pony shouted, attempting to pull away from my grasp.

I shook my head. "Ponyboy, we need to face this head-on. You can't go through this alone, and you know that."

"I don't know what you're talking about," he croaked. "I'm fine."

"You can't expect me to believe that," I continued, struggling to keep him in my grasp. "Come on, just talk to me, please."

Ponyboy fell to his knees and I released his arm, immediately going and holding him. He threw his head into his hands, sobbing and crying.

"I'm scared, Johnny," he sobbed. "What if they put me in a boys home? What if I can never see you, or the gang again?"

"That won't happen," I reassured him. "I'm not gonna let it happen."

He stayed there, in my arms, for what seemed like hours. And we were alright. Maybe not at the moment, but we'd be alright in the end. 

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this is the last real chapter but there will be an epilogue soon, sorry for it being short, im ending this soon bc its too stressful to write but i dont wanna not give it a proper ending

also if u like the beatles, read my new book hello, goodbye!!!! pls and thx for ur support y'all i love ya Ɛ>