Novel & Cerita What Happened To Johnny In The Outsiders Chapter 2

A sharp painful upthrust of pain in my chest stopped my observation. “It's good to see you've not lost your sense of humor,” Darius said. I turned to him once again. He was being sarcastic, how was this idiot my best friend? “Well since you forgot to ask, nobody was killed in the fight.” He offered. I kept a straight face but I felt a pang of guilt. How could I have forgotten about the others? I turned to him. “Nobody else?” I asked. “Yeah, but Johnny was thrown thirty feet in the air. Landed on his neck.” I winced at his words.

Her only way out now is death. Johnny and I are still prospecting. After the beat down I received from my twin, my dad came and spoke to me. Well, I say spoke. He yelled at me. He chewed my ass out and spat some nasty shit at me, and I took it because I deserved it for what I have done. So here I am manning the main gate in the rain whilst Johnny is in the bar, all warm and dry. But I won’t whine like a self entitled little bitch. I will stand here for as long as I am told too.

“He hurt you…” “You found me in time. I’m okay. It’s going to be okay.” She pulled his head to her muddied chest. John rolled them over, propping them against a bale of hay. They were both bleeding and soaked in dirt. Despite the terror, she smiled against his broad shoulder. She was where she belonged. This was home, burrowed into James “Johnny” Cane’s chest—in a barn—on a rainy Sunday morning. He stroked her hair as she stared at her brutal nemesis. Kris looked dead. Lizzy stretched out and nudged his foot. John pulled her back.

It must be that he has other enemies. After reaching this conclusion, Sonnet felt relieved. She touched her bag. Thinking that she would have nothing to do with the Coles from now on, she felt relieved. … A few days later, after Johnny was discharged from the hospital, he went to the detention center to complete the relevant procedures and was released. Jessie personally drove Martha to pick him up. Just as Johnny was about to get in the car, a van suddenly drove over and parked sideways in front of their car. With a crash, the car door opened, and several tall and burly men came down from inside. They surrounded Johnny.

The Chihuahua was on the receiving end of some intermittent meaty titbits, as she scrolled through her social feeds. Johnny turned the engine off. It was time for the talk. The one needed to tie up loose ends. The conversation he prayed would keep him centered in her world. Clammy hands were a new experience for him and he swiped them over his jeans. Suck it up, dickhead, and make this right. Johnny opened the door and paused.

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."

I never wanted to see that shameless family again, not for the rest of my life. As I left the restaurant and stood by the roadside waiting for a cab, I noticed a man rummaging through a garbage bin, his clothes ragged. I looked up and froze. It was Johnny. But no matter what he looked like, he was no longer part of my life. I had moved on. Now, I live only for myself, and for the people who love me.

Jane could steel feel the cracking of her ribs when she had been hit by one of these things, and she grew almost nauseous as she remembered ripping one apart down in the Den, then beating another into a fine paste. One of them handed a small back to a young black man they were talking to, who handed them some money and then walked away. Jane wanted to go after the young man, telling him what an idiot he was for throwing his life away. 'Who are you to judge?' she asked of herself. 'You spent just as much time hiding from the pain of living . . . you just didn't use narcotics.'

It is enough to show how surprised the pitiful man was after reading the contents of the invitation cover. Jhonny smothered his mouth in disbelief, his tears rushing without being able to bear it. Jhonny's steps inched back, accidentally stepping on the shards of the glass he dropped. But, the soreness of the shards stuck in the soles of his feet was nothing compared to the pain piercing his heart at this time. Jhonny's body hit the kitchen counter, then slumped to the floor. A trace of blood coming out of his feet littered the floor, adding to the gloomy impression.

On the way to the alliance, he attacked and snapped her neck with a crunch himself. In her final moments, Amy glared at him with hatred. "Johnny, you're just a useless piece of trash!" With that, she died. Johnny was arrested for deliberately inflicting harm and murder, then sent to the alliance to await trial. At last, this mess was over. When Zack and I heard the news from our subordinate, neither of us showed much reaction. Zack nuzzled my neck. "After everything that happened, I thought you'd be happy to hear this."