The Outsiders Imagines

Johnny • Baby

*Johnny's P.O.V

It was an accident. It wasn't meant to happen, but it did. One moment we were fooling around in her bedroom, and six weeks later she's kicked out of her house because she's pregnant with our baby.

Dally had told us not to keep it, he said that we're too young to know what we're getting ourselves into. I felt like he had no faith in us.

"Your parents had you when they was too young to handle it, didn't they? And look how that turned out." He'd sighed deeply and lectured me when I told him that we had for sure decided to keep it.

"My mom had me at sixteen and she never let me forget, its hard Johnnycake...I just don't want you to do something you'll regret."

I wasn't going to regret it though, and I sure as hell wasn't going to treat my baby the way my parents treated me.

"I ain't a thing like them Dally..." I had argued back with him. I'm no good at arguing, but I felt like I had to make my point, especially to Dally; I'd hate for him to think I'm a 'kid'.

He had sighed. Again.

"Gee Johnny...I know man...But do you think your folks really planned to treat you like shit? Hell, I bet they thought the same thing as you, that they could handle it, see it through...then when it got tough, look what happened."

I remembered the way he'd pinched the bridge of his nose before dropping that on me. I'd never heard Dallas Winston speak with such seriousness and especially not about my folks. I hated talking about them, and if I had it my way, they would have never have found out about the baby.

*

A couple months later now, and we live with the Curtis boys. Darry treats us like family, and I never knew what unconditional love felt like until now. I'm working all the time when I'm not at school, usually doing odd jobs like mowing lawns out in the sun all day.

Dally thinks I'm crazy but I'm hoping if I work hard enough now, me and my girl might be able to rent a small place in time for when the baby gets here. Its due very soon.

"You could give it up for adoption even." Dally was still trying to reason with me months on. I just couldn't believe it, everyone else was happy for us- not him though.

*

"I just can't believe it, you know?" I sigh, ranting to my girl about Dally's lack of support as we ate breakfast in the quiet of the morning. I had to graduate early so I could be at home to help out with the baby. Everyone else though, had left for work or school and unless one of the guys popped around we'd be on our own.

"The baby could be here any day now and Dally still thinks we should give it up for adoption, I know we're kids ourselves but we can do this." I mutter.

It was really bugging me.

"You know how Dally is." She sighed, rubbing that baby bump - it was really big now. I scratched the back of my ear, a nervous habit.

"Yeah...I know, but still... its just bothering me." I muttered, getting up to dump my dishes in the sink, and stopping her before she tried to get up and wash them. "Uh uh, you need to take it easy." I told her as I escorted her to the sofa. She just did her soft little laugh, sitting down with a bit of difficulty.

She was scared about giving birth and all, which I understood. I was worried about how we'd get money for our own place; odd jobs just wasn't cutting it. Darry had told us that we were more than welcome to live here until we had enough money of our own, and I reckoned we'd have to do that for a little while.