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Life Choices	By : JessieMundaiFan Category: M through R > The Outsiders Views: 1891 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: The Outsiders is owned by S.E. Hinton I own nothing.
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(General POV)
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit," Johnny kept mumbling to himself panicking.
Ponyboy rolled his eyes at him.
"Will you calm down? Dally won't let anything happen to us," he reassured Johnny with a smile.
"Oh right, like I want to put my life in his hands," Johnny scoffed condescendingly.
Ponyboy frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"5, 4, 3, 2…"
"Alright, alright," Johnny shouted stopping Wild Dogs impatient countdown, "we're coming out."
"Pony stay behind me," Johnny told him.
Ponyboy growled to himself. "I don't need…"
"Just do it," Johnny ordered sharply.
Shocked, Ponyboy huffed at him and did what he was told.
Slowly, they both stood up together and moved out from the dumpster.
"About time," Wild Dog snapped at them.
Coming closer, Ponyboy and Johnny we're able to get a better look at the two hoods. Dally's eyes widened slightly as he took in the two them, but overall portrayed no emotion on his face as he leaned on a wall smoking a cigarette.
If either Ponyboy or Johnny had any doubt as to why the man in front of them was called Wild Dog it was quickly squashed as they gaze at the tall twenty something year old man in front of them. He had dirty looking tanned skin that made him look unclean and gritty. His hair was so untamed it almost seemed like someone just ran their hand all over it. His eyes we're pitch black that displayed nothing but anger and vengeance within them.
He truly looked like a wild scary dog.
"What the fuck are you little brats doing spying on us," Wild Dog demanded his hand still on the trigger of his gun.
Johnny walked a little closer to them making sure Ponyboy was always behind him. "I-I'm sorry Mr., um, Dog we didn't mean to spy on you. We just heard some voices someone and thought someone was in trouble so we came to help."
"Oh, trying heroes eh," Wild Dog mocked, "not a very smart idea kid. The only thing being a hero will get you is a bullet to the head and a trip down a river."
Johnny gulped as Ponyboy looked towards Dally silently pleading for him to help. Unfortunately for him, said hood was making a point to ignore him.
Wild Dog, catching Ponyboy's gaze, frowned at him.
"You look familiar," Wild Dog mumbled as Dally narrowed his eyes at him.
Wild Dog then snapped his finger, "Oh yeah this is your bitch isn't Winston? Ponygirl isn't it?"
"Ponyboy," said boy corrected sharply.
Raising an eyebrow, he walked toward Pony. Pushing Johnny aside effortlessly, he reached for Ponyboy cupping his chin.
"Not bad Winston, not bad at all," Wild Dog said sound slightly impressed looking down at Pony, "nice face, full lips, big old innocent eyes, nice legs," he looked over a bit, "and a very fine ass."
Ponyboy was doing in everything in his power not to grimace in revulsion.
With his back turned Wild Dog didn't notice Dally and Johnny glaring at him fiercely. With everyone word that he said their anger at him increased. Johnny fist we're balled up at his sides being clenched tightly. He looked ready to strike at any moment.
Dally's hands however, could not be seen as they we're in his pockets. He seemed to be reaching for something.
Wild Dog twisted Ponyboy's head from side to side, much to his chagrin, looking into his eyes. He smirked widely seemingly find something in the young boys eyes.
"This kids still a virgin Winston," he observed turning back to Dally, "you ain't take this bitch yet."
Pony and Johnny blushed at that. Ponyboy's was one of embarrassment while Johnny's was because of the new revelation about Ponyboy he just heard.
Dally's his we're focusing on him intensely. "What can I say? I take my time with my bitches," he replied nonchalantly.
Shocked at those words, Ponyboy turned to look at him heartbrokenly. "Dally," whispered softly.
Wild Dog let out a grunt of agreement.
"Understandable," he turned his gaze back to Pony with a smug look on his face, "with a bitch as fragile looking as this one it's a wonder he didn't crack just by being owned by you."
Something in Ponyboy snapped at those words. Having had enough of being talked about like he was some kind of possession, Ponyboy finally decided to stand up for himself. Jumping up, he punched Wild Dog clear across the face. The blow caused him to stagger backwards releasing Pony from his grip.
The air in the alley was tense as everyone took in what just happened. Johnny was trying to discretely move closer to Ponyboy, in order to protect should Wild Dog snap. Dally had his gun half way out of his pocket, ready to shot if necessary.
Ponyboy, consumed with anger, continued glare at the man in front of him not looking worried in the slightest.
Not looking to particularly hurt, Wild Dog stroked his chin in the area he was hit. He didn't move or show any emotion as he seemed to be deep in thought. Suddenly, to everyone's surprise, Wild Dog started to laugh hysterically.
"Ah, fire," he exclaimed excitedly, "it's been a while since a bitch had the nerve to hit me."
"Stop calling me a bitch you asshole," Ponyboy yelled at him angrily.
Still laughing, Wild Dog gazed at Pony with a disturbing look in his pitch black eyes. It was a combination of lust and possessiveness, two things that are very dangerous for a man like him to portray.
"Brave little thing aren't you," he taunted, "just the kind of bitch I'm looking for."
Dally, having had enough of this, decided to intervene. Stomping over to them, he grabbed Ponyboy by the arm possessively.
"Fuck off Wild Dog he's mine," Dally growled at the other hood.
Wild Dog snorted at him, "Come on, don't you want to share Winston," he said with a smirk.
Ignoring him, Dally turned his attention to Pony.
"Go home," he said stoically.
Ponyboy blinked up at him in confusion. "But Dally what about…"
Dally tighten his grip on his arm causing him to hiss in pain.
"Ow, Dally," Ponyboy cried out trying to get his hand out of his grip.
"When I tell you to do something bitch you do it," Dally told him in a threatening voice.
Ponyboy was staring at him in fear. Dally had never acted this way around him. He's never treated him like this before. What is with the sudden change?
Pony felt himself being ripped away from Dally as Johnny pushed himself in front of him. He was glaring at Dally for having dared treat Ponyboy like some toy.
"We'll leave," Johnny said carefully trying his best to compose himself. He didn't want to do anything crazy.
Dally looked him in the eyes indifferently.
"Who's this kid anyway," Wild Dog gestured to Johnny.
"My bitches bitch," Dally replied with a smirk.
Growling, Johnny stated to pull Ponyboy out of the alley.
"Catch you later little Pony," they heard Wild Dog shouted them.
"Don't bother he's nothing special," was the last thing they heard before they left.
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"Pony," Johnny called out to his friend trying to catch up with him.
Ponyboy hadn't said a word since they left the alley and Johnny was getting a little worried. Sure Pony was a regularly quite boy but it's not normal to be silent after a moment they just had.
"Come on Pony slow down," Johnny pleaded with him as he practically had to jog to match keep up with Pony's speed walking.
The young greaser said nothing as he continued down the road not making a sound.
Johnny sighed and ran up beside him. "Pony it's okay," he reached to grab Pony's hand only to have it snatched away from him.
"Please don't touch me," he whispered not taking his eyes off the road ahead.
Johnny kept himself close to him concerned about him.
"I'm sure he didn't mean it Ponyboy," Johnny reassured him.
Still all he got as a response was silence.
"Come on, you know how us guys get when we're around someone we're trying to impress," Johnny grinned comfortable, "we start showing off and acting like total assholes just so we can get in good with that person."
Johnny hated to be the one to comfort Pony about Dally, but for his crushes sake, he'll try to be the good guy and give that asshole Ponyboy calls a boyfriend a chance.
"And what if he really did mean it," Ponyboy whispered insecurely.
Johnny shrugged his shoulders. "Fuck him."
That caused Ponyboy and look back at Johnny. He did nothing but raise his eyebrow at him in shock.
Johnny slowly moved a little closer to him. "If he can't see just how special you are Pony, then you don't need to be with him. There are plenty of people out there that will treat you like you are the most precious gem in the world."
Blushing, Pony looked down at his feet in embarrassment. "You think so," he asked shyly.
"I know so," Johnny said confidently.
"Oh it's nothing…," Johnny was interrupted as he was pulled into a hug.
"Don't know what I'd do without you," Pony whispered in his ear.
His warm breath sent chills down Johnny's spine.
"Me neither," Johnny replied wrapping his arms around his friend hugging him tightly.
They stayed in this position, completely content, until they heard the loud honking of a car.
Johnny groaned at the annoyance.
Why are we always getting interrupted? Johnny thought to himself. Why dammit, why?
They looked over to see Sodapop waving them enthusiastically from the passenger's side of Steve's car.
"You guy's going home," Soda shouted loudly, "come on we'll give you a lift."
Smiling slightly, Ponyboy walked over to the car dragging Johnny with him. As soon as they got in Steve took off down the street.
"Geez Steve you think you're going fast enough," Ponyboy said sarcastically.
The only answer he got was a middle finger.
"You okay there little brother," Soda asked.
Ponyboy looked at him in confusion.
"When we pulled up to you guys you looked pretty bummed," Soda looked back at his brother concerned, "everything alright?"
Ponyboy looked to Johnny and then back to his brother.
"Everything's okay," he nodded in reassurance, "I was a little upset about something but Johnny helped me feel better."
"Yeah I'll bet," Steve mumbled looking at Johnny through the rearview mirror pointedly.
Johnny ignored him and continued to stare out his window.
Soda glared at his best friend mildly before turning back to his brother.
"If you want to talk later just know I'm available," Soda grinned at him.
Pony smiled back at him. "I know, but I'm one hundred percent positive we won't need to have a talk."
Sodapop's grin faltered slightly at those words. "Oh," was all he said before turning back to the road.
"Um say, Steve and we're thinking about going to the drive thru tonight you want to come," Soda asked him excitedly.
Ponyboy looked to Steve briefly, who hands tightened on the wheel.
"No thanks," he told his brother, "I don't feel like going tonight."
"Oh, alright," sounding extremely disappointed Soda turned to his window and gazed out it determinedly.
Ponyboy looked to Johnny and Steve, both of whom looking just as lost as he was.
Just what is going on today?
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