Johnny The Outsiders Novels & Stories

As soon as Dean waved his hand, several people came in and grabbed Johnny's body as if the man was just a goat. Johnny didn't even have a chance to ask for help from the two people who came with him. He was soon carried away with his mouth clogged with cloth and thrown out like dirt. Facing such an unexpected turn of events, Old Man Baker could not calm down at this time, and said, "Dean, you're doing too much. Johnny is also a member of the Baker Family. Who gives you the authority to throw him away at will."

Well, they were paid so they did what they usually do to their preys. Johnny's body was plastered all over, one of his legs hung up some instrument whatever it was. His eyes were closed and his face had several bruises, a little part of his head had a bandage. It's the first time I'm seeing him but he looks handsome even in his hospital bed. From the length of his bed, I could tell he was tall, his built was also visible. His small pink lips even with a slight bruise looks invit... What am I doing? I'm losing my senses I think.

He turned around again and walked towards the door and when he opened it ,he brought his head outside and looked out of the room before closing the door back . " What are you doing ? " Lisa questioned him for a second time , watching him act so weird . She stood up on her feet and followed behind him tailing his every movement. " Is everything alright? Or are you expecting someone? " She asked again while following behind him . He turned back at her making her almost bump him forcefully . " Shhhhhh " . Don't make a sound okay " Johnny whispered and walked back towards the window. This made Lisa quiet ,but she kept following him and soon he fully opened the door and walked outside.

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.”

The sky was the limit. Johnny would go on trial within the next few months, although he’d remained in jail because it was, ironically enough, safer for him there than it was in the outside world. His so-called buddies had turned on him when he’d ratted them out, and now they were out for his blood. Rose was glad that Johnny now got to experience the terror he’d instilled in so many people. It was a small price to pay for what he’d done to her, to Heath, and to countless others.

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.

I watched them beating my sister and my father raping her," he cleared his throat. "Anyway, long story short, they called the cops, telling them I raped and killed my sister. I don't know how I got out, but I ran away. Johnny helped me clear my name. I don't know how he managed to do it, but he did. He protected and sheltered me, and because of that, I owe him my life. He helped me become the man I am today. Johnny is not a bad person, and he does not treat people's lives like they are not valuable. Aosta is the best place for you. Johnny's house is safe and hidden. Only a few people know where it is. He's only trying to help."

They were currently at Odessa in Texas. Johnny was sitting on a chair beside Edward, looking down at his feet, dejected. He knew that the consequences will be grave when he first came to know about Edward and Clara but there was no way he could change Edward’s mind and hence he decided to rather help him. It is God’s great kindness and blessings and maybe Clara’s love for Edward that he was still alive. “Johnny?” Jonny was lost in his thoughts when he felt a hand on his shoulder and he looked up.

He felt his blood turn cold. He didn't rush forward. He hid in a corner and waited until they had gone inside a room upstairs, then quietly took the stairs to that floor. Faint laughter and suggestive whispers could be heard from within, shattering his last hope. Two hours later, the pair went downstairs. With arms wrapped around each other, they seemed reluctant to part at the entrance. Tommy stepped forward with his phone raised. "Olivia! Julius! You shameless adulterers!" Their faces drained of color. Olivia instinctively shielded Julius behind her. "Tommy, I can explain—"

I don’t want to be caught skipping class on my first day here. “Don’t worry, it’s just my brothers,” he said. I frowned. “How do you know that?” He hasn’t touched his phone once since we got here, so it’s not like he got a text or anything. He shrugged, and then—truly—his brothers appeared through the woods. Johnny and Mike froze. Mike didn’t seem very pleased to see me, while Johnny just glared at me like he wasn’t sure I was real. Johnny looked like an angel that escaped heaven just to be here. He did not look like the typical redheaded boys I’ve met. His hair was like silk—shiny even from a distance, perfectly styled—and his bright amber eyes glaring at me made me extremely flustered.