This Greaser Is Gold

Thinking Out Loud

I put my ear up to his heart ~ nothing, I  felt his pulse ~ nothing, I put two fingers under his neck still nothing.

I began to cry and sob until Johnny's body fell over and there was a knife.

The blade went strictly through this stomach to his back.

Wait a minute...this doesn't make any sense!

His blade was in the house still.

Running back to the Curtis house in tears, I had to find it!

Everybody asked me what was wrong and why I was crying but I didn't answer.

I was too determined to find that blade.

Everyone was there so they saw me pull it out from under the couch.

I examined it really good, but it wasn't Johnny's blade...his isn't this long.

Finally, I heard "Hey, there it is. That's my blade."

I turned around to see who said that and it was Two-bit.

I gritted my teeth together and said, "This is your blade?"

He took it from me and said, "Yeah, we were have chocolate cake and I was so drunk while cutting it, it must have fell on the floor."

He turned the blade over on its side and said, "See, TM, my initials."

He closed the blade and I hit it out of his hand, everyone was shocked.

He asked, "What did you do that for?"

I yelled, "You killed Johnny."

I kicked him so hard with my boot he fell to the ground as I started beating him up.

My leg was really soar after that, but I didn't care.

Of course, his stupid protectors were holding me back, Darry and Soda.

I kept yelling, "This wouldn't have happened if it wasn't for you and your stupid blade!"

He stood up off the ground and said, "Your crazy, I didn't kill anyone!"

I replied still struggling to get out of Darry and Soda's arms,

"Johnny killed himself because of you and now I'm about to do the same to you!"

Dally stepped in, "Woah, wait a minute what did you just say? Johnny killed himself?"

Still struggling, I said, "Yes, he's dead in the lot."

They both let me go as they all ran out to the lot.

I only followed to hurt Two-bit but they all kept our distances.

Dally fell to his knees and he said, "C'mon, little buddy, it's not your fault please stand up for me...stand up."

I placed my hand on Dally's shoulder as he turned around sobbing on mine.

He actually for once cried and hugged me at the same time.

I wasn't close to any of the gang members except Pony, Johnny, and Soda.

I grabbed the back of his head and began to cry to.

Pony was basically struck-dumb as if he did not want to believe he was dead.

Darry, Steve, and Soda both just looked in despair at the decayed body.

Dally...well he's basically a mess on my shoulder.

And Two-bit, I looked around but he was beside Johnny caressing his cheek.

I lost my best friend that night and all of my happiness.