Johnny From The Outsiders Novels & Stories

“Then am I not evil?” Maisie rested her chin on his shoulder, looked up at him, and chuckled knowing that he was coaxing her. “Then how much do you think I’ve learned from you?” Nolan kissed her and rubbed her cheek with his palm. “You’ve given him a taste of his own medicine. You’ve done well.” After that, Johnny was sent to the hospital. He got what he deserved as he became extremely disgusted by anything that was related to sex—he could not even have a hard-on ever since.

And now, here they were. “Shit.” “Johnny. Watch your mouth.” She glanced over her shoulder into the backseat. “What’s wrong?” The old Gameboy she’d bought for him at a thrift store in Clifton Heights warbled. Arcs of light from the tiny screen played across Johnny’s forehead, accentuating the angles of his nose and cheeks, flaring in the hollows under his eyes. “Only two lives left. Thing’s fuckin’ hard.” She faced forward and squinted at the rain-blurred road. “Don’t swear, honey. It’s crude.”

Johnny asks with a sneer. “Don’t you dare talk about my brother like that! He was captured. We need to find him” Lilliana says, the tears pooling in her eyes from worry. “Oh, no. Stefano Moretti is not my problem. He got what he deserves” Johnny says coldly. This is not the Johnny I know. What happened to make him so cold? Does he hate Stefano that much? “Please Johnny” I ask, giving him the sweetest smile. Johnny looks away first before he turns to face me. He places his hand against my cheek, cupping my face.

Jenny didn’t need to pretend to be polite, especially in front of Brian. “All right, I can take a hint.” Johnny said as he moved his chair from the table. “Besides, I have to get up early tomorrow anyway. See ya on the air, Ms. Reed.” Johnny left the bar, not bothering to look back. He’d long ago learned how to read signals, and the message was coming through loud and clear from Brian and Jenny. It was really too bad. Under different circumstances... but Johnny wouldn’t even consider the possibility. He was Denise’s big brother, and he was going to do whatever he could to discredit the woman his brother-in-law was screwing.

Justin answered without hesitation, "That's impossible. He was out of place in our family's previous dealings and those assassinations because he didn't like them. It's because I knew his character that I was comfortable leaving you in his care." After hanging up, I called Ned. I asked, "Ned, you've been training and protecting Justin in New York. Have you heard of Johnny? What do you think of him?" Ned thought for a moment and said, "I've heard from many people that he was generous in community charity events, bringing warmth and hope to those children in need." Hanging up the phone, I lay on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. Yes, both from others and in my memory, Johnny was an una

“Johnny said he would buy me a new one. I think he’s a bit embarrassed about it. Doesn’t do anything for his street cred.” “Is he about?” “Nope.” “Any idea when he’ll be back?” “Nope.” “You don’t seem very concerned,” I informed him. “I’m not.” He laughed and began turning the soil in the vegetable garden, swinging the hoe over his shoulder and driving the blade into the compacted earth. “Johnny’s always got one scheme or another going. He disappears for days. Normally shacks up with some girl for a little while and then when he’s had enough of her he comes home.”

That Johnny had never been far from the truth, and he had actually killed their parents, and he had originally come here intending to kill him too, but now here the boy was in his arms. “You are a man, Johnny. That is what draws the line between men and boys. Boys sit and cry about the situation. Men stand to challenge it and take control. Be a little man for Alisa, will you?” Jayden said, still locked in the embrace and rolling his eyes, trying to stop his tears from falling. Johnny drew in one last sniff and slowly went quiet. Outside, a few clouds were gathering and it made the darkness come a little quicker, the first rain of the year about to fall. Jayden tucked Johnny in the bed, asked

He observed. “What do you want?” Billy grip the edge of the table in conflict about either leaving or attacking the man. “What you were looking for down in the alley, wrong weapon.” Johnny carefully said. “What are you talking about?” Billy instantly on edge. “You know when people think you are a nobody, that’s the moments when you hear and see so much more. Why do you need a gun? Aren’t you out of jail recently?” “What do you know about me?” “Plenty…” Johnny said straightforward. “Something changed somehow.”

“You didn't hear my advice to leave the grounds. Instead, you decided to get yourself caught. Why are you here? Why were you watching me? What do you want?” “You don't remember me, do you? I'm Johnny, I am the mate of your daughter Jonnie. Do you remember her, right? She is your daughter from your second mate, but you killed him when he beat you to hell and back. She walked away from me. She didn't say one word to me. One day, I went to work, and when I came home, she was gone. I've been looking for her for years. I came looking for you to see if you knew where she was.”

Stepping out of the shower, my heart leaped into my throat as I saw Johnny standing outside the bathroom door. He held my towel, his face expressionless, but a hint of amusement danced in his eyes. I was shocked and panicked, "Oh my god, Johnny! What are you doing here? How did you even get in?" I exclaimed, desperately covering my exposed body. Johnny's expression remained stoic, but his voice was low and even, "You shouldn't leave your door unlocked, Anna. Anyone could walk in." His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt a mix of fear and vulnerability.