Epilogue

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Y/n's POV

Right now, I was in my room, sitting on my f/c bed. I just couldn't stop thinking about the time Johnny and Dally died. I miss them so much. Sometimes I feel that they're here, but not really.

I was looking at a picture of the whole gang, including me, smiling at the camera.

Just as I was about to get up, I felt cold all of a sudden. I looked at my window to see if I left it open, but it was closed shut. I was confused by then. What was causing me to feel this coldness?

But, to be honest, I liked this cold feeling. It was as if someone was holding me in their arms. I closed my eyes and just relaxed. I did not want to move from this spot. But, yet again, where was that coldness coming from.

I opened my eyes and looked to my side to see some figure sitting on the side of my bed, next to me. It was...




"Johnny?"

"Hey, Y/n," Johnny said. He was holding me in his arms as we sat on my bed. I knew he wasn't alive because of the way he looked like a spirit. Tears started to form in my eyes.

"I can't believe its you," I said.

"Of course it's me," Johnny said with a chuckle.

I then felt something ruffle my hair, so I turned to the side to see what did that. What I saw shocked me.

"How's it going, kid?"

"Dally?" I questioned.

"What's the matter. It looks like you've seen a ghost," Dally joked. This caused me to giggle.

"I miss you guys so much," I told them as a tear rolled down my cheek.

"We know you do. We miss you, too. Including the rest of the gang. Just know that we'll always be with you and to always 'stay gold,'" Johnny told me.

We all then did a group hug. I did not want to let go right now.

"Will you guys come and visit me some time again?" I asked them.

"Of course we will. We'll come and see you everyday, ok, kid?" Dally told me.

"Ok," I told them as we did one last group hug.

As I opened my eyes to look at them, they were already gone. I just couldn't believe what I saw. This actually makes me feel better now that I know that I can see them again. And I would always remember to do one thing.

Stay Gold

The End

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