The Outsider

Dammit, the fucking bastards where back. in less then two days the bastards has striked 3 times. aint they gotta life? aint they got better things to do then hunt down greasers? amillion questions stormed my mind. a fight was brewing and i could feel it in my bones. no more running, no more close calls, no more living in fear of gettign jumped. if something was gonna happen it would happen today. on the inside im in seething turmoil. but outside i sit calm taking long puffs on my smoke. my heart rate blastes, and my mind is mush. but i still manage to look cool calm and colective. aint that a trip, cool calm and collective infront of 200 pounds of pure rich muscel. me johnny and pony together was probably one and a half of soc. and there where 6 of em. no way we could win, in a matter of minuets we would all be bloody pulps. then it hit me, i wonderd if they would hit a girl. i am a female. would they have enough self respect to leave me be, to let me escape with maye a shove and a slap. i doubted it. and even if they did theyd need to get revenge on me, the beaner greaser. the car door pulls open. and the last one staggers out, its robert. the leader, the big soc that owned that cherry charcter. hes drunk off his ass. droopy red eyes. the smell of old spice and liquor chokes me. but i keep in the gag i oh so wantingly want to take. i galcne at pony, he wants to run i know it. but johnny looks cold as ice. his eyes full of hate. "y-you filth couldnt keep to your own women?" he growls coming closer "cherrys a slut" i find myself blurting. i didnt belive the girl was a slut, but i knew it would anger robert. "a dirty fucking tramp" i say taking my cig out my mouth "she is filth. you stupid son of a bitch" i put my cig back in my mouth. johhny is smirking and a small laugh excapes his lips. pony looks somewhat annoyed. "why i ought to...." "what? you ought to what, beat the living hell outta me" i snort "hitting women? fuckin puss" johnnys laughing by now. "your all fuckin white trash with fancy cars and big houses" pony says. "shut your trap, runt" a soc lunges forward "im gunna give greasey here alittle bath" my eyes flicker to the fountian. robert snatches pony and drags him over "take care of the greaser and save the girl for me" robert orders. i immediatly get out my switch bladeand jump to my feet. a big brave soc snatches at my blade, i cut into his arm but he gets the best of me. wrapping huge arms around me, pulling me into his chest my blade falls to the ground with a ping. i wriggle "fucking bastard, let me the fuck go" im worred whatll they do to me? what does robert mean save me for him. i here chokeing i look over to see pony being drownded. i become frantic i bite the arm of the soc, right where i cut him, he yelps and lets go. i sprint for robert, colliding into his huge body, he lets go of pony, and pony gets up for a big log breath. i fall to the ground and gasp as i loose my breath. "bitch" robert mumbles a he grabs me and throws me into the fountian. pressing down on my body, the waters freezing and im underwater thrashing around wildly. my boyd goes numb and my vision blurrs. AIR....AIR.....AIR....AIR....OH GOD PLEASE.... i think as i begin to drift. i am going to die...i am going to die.... who woulda thought, glorious marlene, would go out not in a blaze of glory, but in a dirrty public fountian by some wannabe thug rich boy. HAIL MARY FULL OF GRACE.... MADRE DE DIOS PARA JUGAR.....RUEGA POR MI AHORA....suddenly im back up on the cold cement coughing u water and gasping for glourious air. i sit up, and see a bloody war ground. ponys gasping for air, and jonnhys wide eyed. "what did you do" is all i manage to say, but one look at the bloody blade...and i knew. "whod you..." i say "i-i stabbed r-robert a-and i-i t-think i-i uh...i killed someother ginger soc...." pony gets up and is in hysterics "i had to! i had to or they wooda killed you pony, they wooda kept marlene barly alive....and...and they woulda kidnapped her! raped her or somthing" was johhnys defence "stop fucking fighting" i growl "we dont have long to leave.....the cops be here soon" i say staggering to my feet. "dallas.....will help us" johnny says. and where back to running. we get to a bar. "i needa talk to dallas im here with pony boy" i say my dogs standing next to me, hes cut here and there but no real injurys. said dog was a hero, that he bit one of the socs. "dallas,,,,,some pretty little thangs here fo ya, says shes here wiith pony boy" dallas comes staggering, drunk. he takes us in and johnny explains what he did "cool" dallas says grinning, he gives us a change of clothes. put me in a stupid little tank top and jeans that are for a little kid but i squeese. pony gets and oversized sweat shirt. gives us money and a gun,and then tells s hell drop us off at a hide out,when we get there in sun rise "luck" he says as he speeds off into the orangey sun