Monyboy
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- Parts 17
MatureComplete Sat, Sep 17, 201628m
The shoved me against the wall.
"Stay here." He looked me in the eyes and I knew that this was serious.
"Hey greasers!" A Soc yelled, "Come on out to play!" Ponyboy was about to leave the shack when I grabbed his wrist.
"Don't go," I begged. Something unexpected happened.
"I love you." His voice was like the patter of soft rain on the widow sill. His eyes were like the small glow of the kitchen stove light. But he- he was gone now.
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