Cassidy Cade

Chapter 8

Ponyboy Pov (YASSS!)

Cassie followed Angela to where she wanted to speak and I looked at Johnny my expression being nothing but worry.

"Johnny?" I asked.

"Yeah?" He said, I could tell he was also worried. He had that look. . . that look when he got jumped. . . that look when he's worried about his sister, fright and on edge.

"Do you know what happened between them? Why was she so- so. . ."

"Tormented?" Johnny guessed.

I nodded, we sat there not even for a minute then Johnny huffed and stood up,"I'm going to see if she's alright." 

I stood up,"I'll go too." He nodded and we went off to find where the girls went.

We were looking for them for a minute or two but quickly found them when we heard Cassie's voice,"Why do you care?"

Johnny and I looked at each other mentally telling each other "That was Cassie." We found them behind the concession stand, and once we did we hid around the corner watching them and listening to their conversation.

"Just wonderin'.  And I have something else to say" Angela added," stay away from Bryan." Bryan? Who's Bryan? 

Looking over at Johnny I asked,"Who's Bryan?"

"A friend of her's" Johnny whispered still paying close attention to the conversation. A friend? Yeah I hope so.

She scoffed,"Why?" Cassidy sounded displeased and heated, this won't turn out well.

"He's my boyfriend" Angela emphasized the 'my' sassily to tell C that he is hers, I hate when girls do that.

I hate when a person in a relationship gets possessive over their girl or guy and try to control them.

"Okay? So?" Cassie wasn't getting her point nor did she care.

"SO" Angela said brashly," I know you like Bryan and I want you to stay away, he's mine."

My heart sank, she likes him?  That doesn't make sense. Why? Bryan? Who's Bryan? She likes him? What? Why?

She skipped a grade for me, or. . well, that's what people say. This doesn't make any sense!

Cassie's scoff caught me out of my daze,"There is a big difference between us Angela." I sighed, she didn't deny it.

"You lie, cheat, and take a advantage of people." She gave a light laugh,"I don't."

She scoffed towards herself,"I can't believe I thought you were my friend, no, my best friend. I would never do that, but you would, that is why you're worried" She informed her,"And I don't care if you tell me too stay away from Bryan because you don't control him and you CERTAINLY don't control a fraction of me!" She yelled.

Hearing her start to walk away Johnny and I were about to scurry back to our seats and pretend it never happened but we heard something else that ment the conversation was not yet over,". . .Do you still have cuts Cassie? Are they from you or your dad?"

I cleached my fists and my jaw dropped in disbelief, who in their right would do that? Angela Shepard that's who.

Johnny growled and emerged from our hiding place, his angered expression turned to a saddened one when he saw what we saw only a day ago, Cassie was passed out in the grass face up.

My furous rage didn't go away unlike Johnny's,"Why the hell would you do that?!" I yelled. I looked up at Angela she was terrified, stiff, and not knowing what to do, she just staired at Cassie with a blank daze.

"Angela!" I yelled.

She snapped out of it and looked at me tensely," Is she okay?" She was bland, she didn't know how to feel.

"Why should you care?!" Johnny snapped, he quickly picked up Cassidy bridal style and got in Angela's face,"I swear if you ever come near Cassidy again I will make it my personal mission to make sure that you will be taken care of!"

"I didn't think- wait, taken care of?" She scoffed turning back to her robust personality,"I can do whatever I wa-"

"You believe that." I cut in. Johnny nodded we turned and walked away.

We left without consulting Dally, right now we want to get Cassie to my house to get a few asprins. We were almost to my house and Johnny looked tired,"You want me to hold 'er?"

He looked down at Cassie's unconious body in his arms,"Just for a little." He passed her to me and we began to walk again, she was lighter than expected.

Cass is like Johnny. She's smaller than girls her age, if you didn't know her you probably woulda thought she was twelve or just turned thirteen when she actually turns fourteen in about two weeks.

"Johnny, you think she'll be okay?" I asked.

He stuffed his hands in his blue jean jacket pockets,"I think so. When she got hit by that mustange it probably knocked her head a bit loose, she just needs some rest. Man, Angela better watch it" he glowered at the sidewalk.

I've never seen Johnny like this. Around the gang he's the pet, he's always nerous and ill at ease but around Cassie he's dominant, in control, and glares at guys who even look at Cassie. He would give an arm and a leg for her and she would do the same.

That's why it was so hard for her when he was gone. . .

I nodded to his response, we're passing the lot and almost to my house. We walked the rest of the way in silence. I kept glancing down at the pretty, no, beautiful, no, alluring girl in my arms but I kept having to remind myself that she doesn't like me. . . she likes Bryan.