Ruthie came out with a smile. She saw Ты were upset about something. "Y/N what's the matter?" "I'm moving Ruthie. I'm a soc. now and forever" Ты сказал(-а) as she came closer to you. She made Ты sit on the диван, мягкий уголок as she did to. "What do ya mean?" "I'm a Soc. I'm moving to a richer neiborhood" Ты said. "Y/N I'm real sorry" she сказал(-а) with her southern accent. "It's fine" Ты said. "Why did Ты even become a greaser in the first place?" "My died in a car crash" Ты said. "Really my dad did to" she said. "Really when?" "A couple years назад I was about 12 when it happened" she said. "Really I was to it was just down the улица, уличный from here is where my dad died" Ты said. "Oh yeah my mom сказал(-а) he was with his best friend. Me and his daughter were really good friends" she said. "Really what was his name?" "Like Ray" she said. "That was my dads name" Ты сказал(-а) as she looked at Ты funny. "Really?" "Yeah was your dads name Bill?" "Yeah" she said. "Oh. That's kind of sad we forgot who was our best friend when we were younger" Ты сказал(-а) and laughed a little. "Yeah" she did and laughed too. Her mom walked in the room as she smiled when she saw you. Ruthies mom loved Ты so much. Probably cause she didn't care Ты were a greaser. "What's going on?" "Mom did Ты know that mine and her dad were in the same car crash?" "Yeah" she said. "Really why didn't Ты tell me?" "We'll I thought Ты knew already? It's been like 5 years" she said.
this is Ponyboy, Dally, and Johnny (in order from left to right) i accidentaly meet them at Dairy Hut when i go and get an ice cream!
Steve had come in, alcohol on his breath, swaying back and forth, not able to walk in a straight line.
“Steve, are you…” Ты start, but are cut off with a slap.
“Shut up, bitch.”
Ты 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 Ты were, lying on the кухня floor.
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 by 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 Пение to herself.
One день I squeezed her hand, and she was laughing and crying all at the same time.
“I Любовь Ты 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.
Ponyboy!
Ponyboy Curtis, the guy who's in my room. i thought that would only happen in my dreams! :)
this is Ponyboy. aint he cute? i know he is. this is him when we stop by that trash heap on our way back to Dairy Hut and he sits on a tire on top of a tall basket
this is my copy of The Outsiders, the one i show Ponyboy
