Darling

Johnny

I opened my eyes to Johnny lookin' back at me.
"Johnny..." I said weekly. I tried to sit up, but Darry's voice appeared from behind me,
"Don't try to move, Darlene."
"What happened?" I asked, my voice slightly shakey.
"You got beaten pretty bad," I heard Dally say.
"You'll be alright, though, doll."
"Don't fucking call me doll."
"Yeah, she's definitely fine." Two-Bit said.
"Shut up, you little shit."
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When we got back to the house, I immediately collapsed on the couch. Darry then carried me to bed, and I fell asleep.
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I woke up to someone yelling. It was Ponyboy. Shit.
I ran downstairs to see Pony frantically explaining something.
"What happened!?"
"It's Johnny!"
That was all Pony had to say for everyone to run out the door, followin' Pony down the street. I'll bet Johnny's parents got him again. Shit, shit, shit.

Dally's POV
We ran for what seemed like forever. I hope Johnny is alright. He's like a brother to me, I can't lose him. I looked over and noticed Darlene was crying.
"Don't cry, Darling, it's gonna be alright."
She nodded and continued running by my side.
Why am I being so soft with her? Never mind that, Johnny could be hurt.
When we got to Johnny's house, we saw him laying in the front yard, unconscious. Damn it.