"I never meant to hurt anyone," Soda called. "What's done is done, Soda, and you can't change it," Darry said his voice angerier than I'd ever heard it. Soda had tears briming his eyes when he pulled out his switchblade. Darry wasn't paying attention but I noticed. I let out a small scream and all of a sudden, time stood still.
"i don't know, i guess i just... felt like it."
"felt like what?"
"i felt like holding your hand."
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two teens, considered outcasts, find home in each other in a world with an unfair social system.
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johnny cade x fem!filipino!reader
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violence
blood
blades
mentions of abuse
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