Now, how in the hell you managed to wind up at Bucks, you'll never know. You just wanted to take some time and forget, and if that meant getting drunk, you were all for it. You had just decided to end things with Johnny, you just wanted to clear your head to figure out what you wanted. To hell if you even knew, you wanted freedom, but you wanted him.
You spin yourself around from the bar to face the door, noticing the whole gang coming in.
How is Pony even allowed in here, more importantly how did he convince Darry to let him come here.
You kept your eyes on them as you laughed to yourself, when you noticed some redheaded broad walk up to Johnny. You could tell she was trying to flirt and that he was uncomfortable. He looked towards Dal for help, he just slapped a hand on his back as if to say go for it, then he turned his gaze to the ground. She was trying to get him to dance and he wasn't having it. Johnny just kept shaking his head, telling her no.
The grip on your beer bottled tightened until your knuckles were turning white. When she kissed his cheek, you lost your restrain. The bottle shattered in your hand, making beer and glass go everywhere, including in your hand.
"Son of a bitch," you yelled while shaking you hand, trying to get the glass out. Your yelling caused a few to look over at you, including Johnny and Ponyboy. You walk back over to the counter to find Buck.
"Buck, I need a towel," you say pointing to the mess on the floor.
"Looks like you need more than that," he laughed pointing to your hand. "I'll worry about the floor, you worry about your hand. There's some bandages in back over there.
When you got done wrapping your hand, you walk back out wanting to find the bartender for another drink. He gave you one, telling you that it was on the house from Buck.
"Thanks, man," you tell him, as you walk up, slightly raising your beer bottle.
"You know he still loves you right? And seeing as how you broke that bottle, I'd say you feel the same. Just go on and tell him."
"Eh, you know I ain't one for talking, but you may end up cleaning up more beer if she don't leave him alone."
"You ain't gonna pour it on her are you."
"Hell no! But I might end up busting the bottle across her head," you looked at Buck and smiled.
You and Buck looked back over towards the gang, the redhead still not giving up on Johnny, you could see she was pleading. All Johnny did was shake his head and try and shove his hands deeper in his pockets. All the anger built in you, beer in hand, you walked over to the girl.
"Look! He said he's not interested, so unless you want a beer bottle busted across your face I suggest you leave my man alone and go find your own!" You were livid and made sure to put extra emphasis on the word my.
The guys all turned to you, wide eyed and shocked. Especially Johnny, he had never seen that side of you, but it still didn't surprise him enough to lose his train of thought.
"Y-your man huh? You broke up with me, remember? So how-how am I still your man? And I ain't property either, I'm not anybodys unless I want to be."
You looked down, trying to concentrate on some speck of dirt on the floor. "I know I messed up by leaving, I should have listened to my heart more. Then it wouldn't have taken me so long to come to my senses. I..I still love you...I want you to know that." You didn't look him in the eyes, you couldn't, you knew you'd cry if you did.
"I still love you too... but now where does that leave us now," Johnny question.
You just shrugged. You knew what you wanted now, but feared it was too late.
"Well, then, what do ya say, be my girl again?" His question was timid, fearing you'd say no.
You smiled so big and ran up to hug him, tight, almost taking the breath out of him. You leaned up to give him a soft kiss, and even though that was a good enough answer for Johnny, you wanted to make it even more clear.
"I was always yours."
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