PONYBOY, STEVE, AND TWO-BIT

“So… The whore decided to show up.” Sylvia snickered from behind you, over the noise of the party at Buck’s.

“And so did the bitch.” You thought to yourself, clenching your fist.

“Whaddya doing here, whore?” She says, taking a swig of her beer.

You turn to her, trying to remain calm. “I came here with my boyfriend.” You say cooly.

“You’re still forgetting he’s mine.”

“He dumped your sorry bunda five months ago.” You snort.

“At least my bunda is better looking than yours.” She huffs.

You stand up. “What was that.”

“My ass,” she smiles. “Is better looking than...

You see the huddled body in the corner.

“Johnny?” You whisper, before breaking out into a sprint.

A million thoughts raced through your mind as you ran into the alley.

“Not again, not again.” You think.

He would break for sure this time.

You crouched seguinte to the huddled body.

“Johnny?” You ask, trying not to let the tears fall as you shake him gently.

No response at first, but he slowly turns his head toward you.

You gasp at the sight of him.

His was eye black, swollen shut. A giant gash was on his cheek.

“Johnny… ” you whisper, bringing a hand to his face.

“Hey…” He mutters.

“We...