(I'm tired, mad, and sad so y'all get this in return >:'( )
!.Slurs and abuse.!
Johnny was thrown to the floor. He had a deep cut under his eye that was bleeding a shit ton, his arms had pieces of glass sticking out of it and he was pretty sure he had a black eye. Nothing new right? Yeah but what was new was that his "dad" wasn't holding a switch blade against his neck. He could feel a liquid trickle down onto his no longer white shirt.
"Is that what you are you fucking brat? A fag!" He man screamed. So this is what had happened:
Johnny had left his phone back at home as he went to the pharmacy to fetch some pain killers for his mom.
Now this usually wasn't a problem since his notifications were turned off. But he forgot to turn them off.
So when Johnnys dad got tired of hearing it go off he went into his room and got his phone. But instead of turning off the notifications he went on both the group chat and Dally's number, and multiple thing interested the messed up fucker.
"I want you to stop talking to that boy, Johnny."
"w-what boy?"
"You know what boy I'm talking about! I want you to stop talking to him!"
"N-no." Dammit Johnny just say yes
"What was that?" Say that you will, he'll forget about you just close your damn mouth!
"I-I said no!" There it goes again.
And so that's how he get here, at the lot near Sutton street, smoking a pack of cigarettes while crying blood and trying to ignore he pain that came from his arm. (He wasn't actually crying blood but it looked like he was when the blood from his cut, under his eye, and his tears mixed)
He brought his phone with him so his dad didn't do anything stupid as always. Suddenly his phone rang
"Johnny where are you?" A worried but annoyed Ponyboy asked
"At the lot." Johnny responded in a hoarse voice
"How come? You were supposed to be at my house fifteen minutes ago!"
"W-was if your dad?" Ponyboy whispered
"Yeah. Is Darry or Soda there or something?"
"No, why? Oh yeah we're coming to get you."
"Well you were whispering. And you said "we're" no that you were."
"Oh yeah Dally is here."
"Don't come!"
"Johnny he has to-"
Johnny hung up before Pony finished, he didn't have the energy to move (and he had a twisted ankle which still hurt) but he couldn't let Dally see him. He laid down on the grass, groaning, as he waited for his doom to come.
"What the hell Johnny?" Dally asked, well more like shouted, at Johnny. "what the hell happened?"
"I told you, I tripped and fell on some glass."
"Yeah cause that's totally believable." Dally sassed. "Tell me what the hell happened, Johnny." Dally said stopping the car, Ponyboy got off saying he'd walk the rest of the way, Dally would normally say that he was crazy and that if he got out he'd beat the tar outta him. But right now all that was on his mind was Johnny. He didn't even notice Pony left until Johnny sat in the passenger seat. "Well?"
"My dad..My dad hits me alright!" He snapped, tears falling out of his eyes. Dally just looked at him, worried and mad "Johnny.." Soon he had Johnny in a tight hug, "Johnny..Why didn't you tell me.?"
"I-I didn't want you to know.."
"Your dads not going to lay another hand on you Alright?"
"I-I could stay a Pony's. But I don't want to bother them.."
"No, Sweetheart.You aren't a bother, your a blessing alright? You're staying at Pony's"
"Thank you.."
"Don't mention it."
