the outsiders

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

“And so did the bitch.” u 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.” u say cooly.

“You’re still forgetting he’s mine.”

“He dumped your sorry ezel five months ago.” u snort.

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

You stand up. “What was that.”

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

u see the huddled body in the corner.

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

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

“Not again, not again.” u think.

He would break for sure this time.

You crouched volgende to the huddled body.

“Johnny?” u ask, trying not to let the tears fall as u 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… ” u whisper, bringing a hand to his face.

“Hey…” He mutters.

“We...

“Ok, Joey, this is what u gotta do. u verplaats the gear into drive right? Because that’s what u gotta do; drive. And u lightly put your feet on the gas. Lightly. Unless you’re racing but u shouldn’t do that… But if u do I won’t tell your mother. Anyways , feet lightly on the gas, and u see, u verplaats forward. I’m not even touching the wheel. u don’t want to have a death grip on the wheel, that’s bad. So when u want to turn, u gotta line up your mirrors with the corner you’re turning at, like this. And then u turn the wheel, and straighten it back out…...