Monday, May 31, 2010

Hero's or hood's ?

I never imagined I coulda ever felt this happy to be embraced by Darry. But when him and Sodapop arrived at the hospital, I finally understood what soda was saying all along. I would never again be callin' Darry hard and unfeeling, he had been forced to grow up much to fast, but I could see now as he held back tears that he couldn't bare the thought of losin' another person he loved.



I reckon I'm pretty lucky I got out with only am few burns, it coulda been worse, a lot worse. I still don't know about Johnny, last I saw him he was being wheeled away on a stretcher along with Dally. Johnny was hurt bad, real bad. Dally had a few burns, but that's as much as I was told.

We're supposed to be greasers, hoods, not heroes. Johnny may have gave up his life to save these kids, but he also committed a murder just days ago. My head is still spinnin'. So much has happened in these last couple of days, I just hope Johnny is alright. We've been through it all together, and yet some how I'm going home to a familiar bed, and Johnny's stuck here, alone and hurtin'.

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