I was not lookin' forward to the rumble tonight. Shoot, it was all skin, no weapons. I wasn't feelin' too hot either, but there was no way I was gonna sit out. I'd just take a couple Advil's and suck it up. We were already missin' two of our gang, and even though I was the smallest, I could still hold my own pretty well. But just the thought of the rumble made me worried. After all that's happened lately, it just seems so pointless. Even Randy, the dead soc boy's friend had approached me. He was sick and tired of all this, his best friend was dead now, and even though they had tried to jump us, as he talked to me I learned something about socs. They were real people too, and Randy here was taking it real hard, he wanted to run away and be done with all this for good. He was scared, I didn't know if he would go through with it, but I hope he would.
Dally was pretty dang disappointed he'd be missin' it, he made that real clear when we went to visit him 'n' Johnny at the hospital. Johnny was still in critical condition, we weren't aloud to see him. But Two bit wouldn't take no for an answer, and the doctor came over and told the nurse to let us go on in. It worried me though, Two bit didn't notice, but something 'bout the expression in his voice made me scared. My fears were confirmed when we walked over to his bed side, he wasn't lookin' to good, pale as a ghost, he could barely even speak. When his mom came by, he got real upset and I don't blame him. As far as I knew, Johnny's mom couldn't care less about him. I was real surprised to even see her there, and I guess so was Johnny, he passed out cold arguin' with the nurse about seeing her.
Johnny would never walk again, I was still trying to wrap my head around that, and here the doctor just told us he still might not even pull through. Johnny is too young to die, he doesn't want to die, he doesn't deserve to die. Anyone but Johnny, we could get by with out anyone but him, I felt my stomach drop just thinkin' about it.
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