1. Chapter 1 (1/2)

hey guys. i got this idea and decided to write it. i own nothing. hopeyou like and review. darry and dally based.. . .darry and dally walked down the road slowly in silence. dally hadgotten out of the hospital almost a week ago, and they said that hewould heal well. darry knew they were only talking about the physicalwounds.

ever since dally had woke up, he wasn't himself. he was as quiet asjohnny was but twice as fierce and mean than before. that was why,although darry had bills to pay and work to do, he decided to joindally on when he announced he was going for a walk. he was worriedthat dally would snap again, like he did the night johnny died, and hewas scared that it would kill him. he was lucky before.

darry felt protective of all of the gang, especially his

others, andthe night dally got shot he couldn't help but feel guilty. dally hadphoned him, but he was too late. he wasnt there for him. so he wasgoing to make sure he would always be there for him now.

looking around darry reconized they were near johnnys house. he lookedat dally who seemed determined to go there. darry tensed. he didn'twant to go near there, but he reluctantly followed dally as he pickedup his pace.

just then the door of the house they were walking by was flung open.johnnys house.

out walked a frail, petite looking women and a

urly man. you couldprobably hear them down the street by how loud they were talking.dally and darry took cover by a tree.

"well what the hell do you want me to do with all of his shit!" thewoman yelled.

"just fuckin get rid of it."

"thats it, huh? you want me to just throw it all out, like we never had ason!"

"yes! i don't want his shit in my house! god dammit women do younever listen!"

"fine! i'll just throw it out! like we never made that mistake! willthat make you-" her sentance was cut off a

uptly by the slam of acar door.

beside him dallys entire body was tense. the minute the car was out ofthe driveway he stood. "we gotta get his stuff."

darry looked at him. he wasn't too happy about johnnys parentsdesicion either but he wasn't going to rob them over it, and if thefuzz caught them, pony and soda would be tooken away. "i can't dal."

he looked at me sincerly. "i know. i'll be out in a bit. if somethinghappens you were never here. pony and soda need you." darry nodded andwatched as dally jogged across the lawn and pushed open a window andhoist his body through it.

pony and soda need you.pony and soda need you.pony and soda need you.dallys words echoed through his head. so does he.

reaching a desicion he ran after dally. as he was pulling himself thewindow he thought if pony saw him doing this. he would probably diefrom shock. he knew if he saw pony doing this he'd kill him.

as he looked around the room he studied it. dally was alreadyshuffling through a small dresser on one side. on the other side adirty matress laid on the ground. darry frowned. he didn't even have abed. the walls were cracked and chipped, stains covered them alongwith the floor. a single picture was pinned on the wall, it was theone of the gang, all of them laughing, that mrs curtis took after afootball game. it was silent, other then the sounds of dally movingthings in the dresser. darry walked over to join him.

the dresser was small, only four drawers, two on each side. dallystarted with the top right. it contained a pair of jeans and a coupleof shirts along with socks an underwear. after making sure that was athat was in there he opened the bottom one.

this one was even more empty. as he pulled things out and pushedthings he saw some grease, a tooth

ush, a condom for only god knowswhy (he was scared of girls) and a piece of coal most likely from two-bit when he got everyone one for a christamas present. just as he wasgetting ready to close it he saw it, a little notebook that waspressed against the wall closest to him making it invisible unless youlook at it from above, like dally was.

he flipped through the pages and saw they were all covered in words.after scanning the first page he realized that it was a journal.johnnys journal.

the first few pages were filled with life stories, his parents, socs,his dreams, nothing dally hadn't already knew. but then he saw onethat made his heart stop.

. . .

dear journal,. . .