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𝒋 𝒐 𝒉 𝒏 𝒏 𝒚 𝒄 𝒂 𝒌 𝒆

"They think they can muscle me out a rumble?" you panted, running through the streets of your neighborhood like a mad-woman, "They musta forgot who I was

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"They think they can muscle me out a rumble?" you panted, running through the streets of your neighborhood like a mad-woman, "They musta forgot who I was."

Breaking out of the hospital, you felt like you were something out of a Bond movie, all you needed was the bow tie.

You changed into a tank top and some jean shorts right before the nurses switched their shift, and then you made your move.

You grabbed Johnny's jacket and quickly ran next door, waiting a few seconds before walking out as if you were a visitor.

One of the new nurses reprimanded you, telling you that visiting hours were over, so you nodded and walked out the joint a free woman.

So now here you were, sprinting towards the vacant lot through the pouring rain, the divide of Greasers and Socs in sight.

And your favorite greased mop of hair standing front and center, right next to Ponyboy.

"Don't you know a rumble ain't a rumble without me!" you smiled, jumping on top of a car and jumping down, a Soc throwing the first punch at Pony.

Both sides went wild.

"(y/n/n)?!" Johnny exclaimed, turning around and running towards you.

A random blonde ran towards you, thinking you were easy pickings, but you planted your foot and high kicked him in the face with the heel of your boot, knocking him out cold.

Johnny'd be a liar if he said he didn't find that impossibly hot.

"Hey, Johnnycake," you smiled, still panting, "Didn't miss me too much, didya?"

"Ain't chu supposed to be at the hospital? They let you out early?" he asked, the two of you going back to back and socking these two twins in the face.

"Nah," you shook your head, grabbing the guy by his collar and throwing him to the ground, kicking him in the face, "I staged a prison break. Tricked a nurse into thinkin' I was a visitor."

"Of course ya did," he sighed with a smile, punching another oncoming guy.

Just then, it started raining cats and dogs, and a Soc slipped and fell in front of you, a smirk growing on your face as you crouched down and landed a punch on his jaw, knocking him out.

But another Soc took the opportunity to grab you by your hair, yoking you up from behind.

So you threw your head back as hard as you could, dazing him enough for him to loosen his grip and let you to squirm out.

You whipped around and punched him in the face, him doing the same, but you ate it and landed a two piece on him, knocking him down.

You grabbed him by the collar of his sweater, landing two more punches, before he decided to scramble away.

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