Ponyboy's PoV;;
"Oh dearest brother Darrel," I called, walking into the house.
"What?" He stuck his head out from the kitchen.
"I have a very important question,"
"And i have an answer,"
"Can me and Johnny borrow your car? We want to go on a small vacation to California." ( I changed it to cali woo)
"....what?"
I chuckled. "Just for a few days. Don't worry bout us."
He blinked. "Ponyboy, that's like telling water not to be wet."
"Cmon dare. We'll be fine, you don't have to worry," Johnny stated quietly.
"Oh alright, I guess. Go pack."
I stared. "Seriously?"
He nodded. "Now go pack before I change my mind."
Me and Johnny raced up the stairs.
"Well leave after school tomorrow," I smiled.
He nodded. "But why after school?"
"So we can tell our teachers that we won't be at school for the next few days."
He made an 'o' shape with his mouth and nodded. "Gotcha,"
I smiled and started packing, but noticed quickly that Johnny didn't have a suitcase.
"Johnny, we can share a suitcase, don't worry,"
His cheeks turned rosy and he looked down, smiling. "Okay,"
I chuckled. "And you can borrow my clothes too."
He stuttered on his words for a minute before giving up and just nodding.
I chuckled. "Johnny, don't worry about needing to borrow things every once in a while. It's fine,"
"Okay," he mumbled. "I, uh, I gotta go grab something from my house. My parents aren't home right now..I saw their car leave earlier. I'll be real quick,"
I was hesitant at first, but let him go anyway.
"Wait, Johnny," I stopped him before he left the house.
"Yeah?"
"Why don't I go with you? Just in case,"
He seemed to think about it for a minute. "Nah, its alright. I'll be fine."
"A-alright,"
I really, really didn't want him to go alone.
He'll be fine if his parents aren't home, though.
"Where'd Johnny go?" Soda asked.
"To get something from his house. His parents aren't home though, so don't worry,"
"Alright,"
I walked to the kitchen to get a drink after about 10 minutes of watching Mickey, and Johnny walked back inside. He seemed...different somehow. Not hurt, though. Thank god. I didn't know what I'd do if he had gotten hurt.
I stared at him. He was so damn good looking, and I was so in love–I may have only been 14 but I wasn't dumb.
Johnny looked down at his feet. "Ponyboy. I-I..."
I stood up and walked over to him and lifted his chin up with my finger. "Hey, what's going on?"
He seemed to calm down at my soft speaking because he said what he was trying to say. But I wish he didn't.
"Ponyboy I'm breaking up with you."
-
It had been about a week since then. I hadn't left my room or talked to anyone. I just felt so ... empty.
I was so in love with him, and I thought the feeling was mutual. I guess not.
I just didn't understand how he could've done that. We were prepared to go on a vacation with each other and I was really excited.
Thinking about it more, my sadness turned to anger. He lied to me. He told me he loved me. Hell, I lost it to him. (Oof whoops)
I heard a light knock at my door. "Pony? You still in there?"
I sighed. "Yes,"
"U-uh...Johnny's here to see you," Soda whispered.
I immediately jumped up. I don't care if he broke my heart. I missed him beyond belief.
"Johnny!" I screamed.
He looked up at me and his eyes widened. Most likely because of how I looked.
My eyes had dark circles under them, my hair was a mess, and I looked like I hadn't slept in days. Which I hadn't.
"I need to give this back to you. I know it was your favorite sweater," he mumbled, handing me my purple sweater.
"Oh. Okay. Thanks I guess," I said sadly.
He nodded and turned around. Just as I was about to close the door, he stopped me.
"Oh, and Ponyboy? I'm sorry," he walked back to where I stood, and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
And with that, he was gone.
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I sighed as I flopped down on my bed. Why would he do that? I thought.
I removed my hoodie and put on the one he gave me. I smiled, it still smelled like him.
I needed to get some air, so I slipped on my shoes and grabbed my switchblade.
When I went to put it in my pocket, I felt a piece of paper.
I furrowed my eyebrows and pulled it out.
Ponyboy, I'm so so sorry. I know I must've hurt you, but trust me I didn't want to. When I went home that day, my parents were home early. My dad found out about us, and told me if I didn't break up with you he'd kill me. I didn't realize until then, I don't wanna die. I can't leave you. Not yet. When I told him I loved you, he got my mom and she started threatening me with the worst thing ever. She said she'd hurt you. Ponyboy, believe me when I say I still love you. Please.
Don't worry, I'll find a way to be with you. Some how, some way. I don't know how but I'll figure it out.
Until then, my love.
Johnny Cade.
K so the end
-TheFandomLife- ty for actually sticking with the shitty book ✌️❤️
