𝕀𝕕𝕗𝕔 (𝕁𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪)

Oᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 20ᴛʜ 2004

Johnny felt nothing.
And to him that was better than feeling anything. Ponyboy tried to get him to write his emotions out claiming it would "Make him feel better" but all he could write for two pages was "I feel nothing. I feel empty" over and over again. After that he smoked about a whole pack just for the sake of smoking a whole pack.
Johnny felt nothing.
"—He doesn't want to get up, doesn't want to eat or drink, he just sits there smoking and staring at a wall.."The voice stopped for a second, "What the soonest you can come?" He heard the voice mumble a "Thanks, bye." Before hanging up. But at this point he didn't care, but that was better than actually caring.

As Johnny worked on smoking his second pack he heard a knock, he didn't bother counting or saying "come in" but the person came in anyways. It was Dally. Just lovely.
Johnny ignored him and continued smoking as he stared at the wall. "So I heard you've just been sitting here all day." Johnny didn't answer, he didn't know if he couldn't or if he just didn't want to. "Hey. Come on give me that—" Dally snatched the cigarette from his hand and put it out. Johnny just stared at the wall, not talking. "So you're just not talking?" Johnny stayed silent.

Suddenly he felt himself being pushed against the wall, two hands on both side of him and Dally whispered into his ear, "Hey, I'm talking to you Doll." He felt his breath hitch. He began trying to push Dally away, failing, "S-Stop" he finally got out. His voice was scratchy from not talking for a whole day. "Stop What?"
"St-stop do-oing that."
"You've gotta be more specific, Doll."
"St-stop p-pretending you ca-care"
"Who's pretending?"
"Y-you. S-Stop lying." Johnny was tired of everybody, he just wanted to sleep. "Come on you gotta do something except for staring at this wall and smoking before going to sleep." Dally said almost reading his mind. Dally stood him up and realized he hadn't changed since the party, "First you're gonna get in the shower change, sleep, get up and go something productive. Got it?" Johnny only nodded as he got into the Curtis bathroom, hurry for more crying.

Once he got out, wearing apparently Dally shirt and some shorts, he immediately feel on the bed. His eyes were puffy and red again and he was tired. He felt someone pull him on their lap, at this point it could've been a serial killer and Johnny wouldn't care. "Hey, come on snap out of it." He looked up and met eyes with Dally. Oh he's still here, he thought. "Come on, Dally laid next to him and wrapped his arms around Johnnys waist.

Once Johnny was asleep, Dally began to think what was holding him back? He knew Johnny felt the same so why couldn't he just tell Johnny how he felt? Oh right because he was too proud and a complete idiot. Oh and he was still with his girlfriend—
Dallys eyes widened,Wait. My girlfriend..Shit.