~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~You were lying on the cozinha floor, shaking, breathing heavily.

Steve had come in, alcohol on his breath, swaying back and forth, not able to walk in a straight line.

“Steve, are you…” You start, but are cut off with a slap.

“Shut up, bitch.”

You sank to the floor in disbelief as he staggered into your bedroom.

And the tears ran down your face, and the hyperventilating began.

So here you were, lying on the cozinha floor.

My world went black.

I thought for sure I was dead.

But I heard myself breathing. I heard the voices of people around me. I heard the word “coma” repeatedly por the doctors and nurses. I heard Ponyboy and Two-Bit’s voice.

And then I heard her voice. (Y/N)’s voice. I heard her crying, talking to me. About the gang, her day, reading, whatever. Sometimes softly cantar to herself.

One dia I squeezed her hand, and she was laughing and crying all at the same time.

“I amor you Johnny.” She whispered. “Just wake up.”

I tried so hard to answer her, but no words came out. I wanted to tell her I was ok, I would make it out of this, even though I would be paralyzed, I’d be fine. We’d be fine.

But all I can do now is squeeze her hand.

“Steve… Give me the beer.”

“No you’re too young.” He says, munching on some chips.

“You’re too young too.” Ponyboy says, annoyed.

“But I gotta look after you, kiddo. You don’t want to end up like me. Well actually I take that back. You do kinda wanna end up like me; a successful sex god.”

“You are not a sex god.”

“Yes I am. Are you blind?”

“I obviously have better vision than you.”

Steve tackles Ponyboy, pinning him the ground.

“Take it back, Horseman.”

“Nope.” Ponyboy laughs.

“You better, or I will fucking beat your ass.”

“Ok, ok, you have ok vision.”

“Thank you.” Steve says, getting off of Ponyboy.

“Welcome.” Ponyboy mutters.

“You’re alright kid.”

“I’m pregnant.” You blurt out.

Darry looks at you in complete shock. “What?”

“I’m pregnant, and I think we should put the baby up for adoption.” You say in rushed words.

He just gives you a funny look.

“Money’s tight…” You continue. “It wouldn’t be fair to bring up a child like this… And I don’t know if you even want it… I’d think it’d be best for him or her.”

“What’s best for our baby is living with it’s parents who will work hard to make a good life for them.” He smiles at you.

Two-Bit kissed your lips lightly and smiled. You smiled back at him. "Why are you so happy?" You asked. "I'm so happy because I have the most beautiful girl in the world laying right seguinte to me." He said as he wrapped his arms around you. You felt your cheeks heat up. Two-Bit chuckled and you laughed along with him. "I amor you." He whispered. "I amor you to." You answered. Two-Bit rested his head on your shoulder. He whispered about how beautiful you were and how much he loved you, up until you both fell asleep.