My world went black.
I thought for sure I was dead.
But I heard myself breathing. I heard the voices of people around me. I heard the word “coma” repeatedly sa pamamagitan ng the doctors and nurses. I heard Ponyboy and Two-Bit’s voice.
And then I heard her voice. (Y/N)’s voice. I heard her crying, talking to me. About the gang, her day, reading, whatever. Sometimes softly pag-awit to herself.
One araw I squeezed her hand, and she was laughing and crying all at the same time.
“I pag-ibig you Johnny.” She whispered. “Just wake up.”
I tried so hard to answer her, but no words came out. I wanted to tell her I was ok, I would make it out of this, even though I would be paralyzed, I’d be fine. We’d be fine.
But all I can do now is squeeze her hand.
I thought for sure I was dead.
But I heard myself breathing. I heard the voices of people around me. I heard the word “coma” repeatedly sa pamamagitan ng the doctors and nurses. I heard Ponyboy and Two-Bit’s voice.
And then I heard her voice. (Y/N)’s voice. I heard her crying, talking to me. About the gang, her day, reading, whatever. Sometimes softly pag-awit to herself.
One araw I squeezed her hand, and she was laughing and crying all at the same time.
“I pag-ibig you Johnny.” She whispered. “Just wake up.”
I tried so hard to answer her, but no words came out. I wanted to tell her I was ok, I would make it out of this, even though I would be paralyzed, I’d be fine. We’d be fine.
But all I can do now is squeeze her hand.
“Johnny.” You shake him. “Johnny.
He mumbles, half asleep. “What? It’s 2 in the morning.”
“I want some tacos. With bacon. And maybe some tsokolate sauce.”
“What the hell.” He laughs. “What does this baby like to eat?”
“Apparently tacos with tusino and tsokolate sauce.” You say.
“Well, I’ll go make the baby some tacos.” He says, getting out of the kama in his boxers.
“Don’t forget the tsokolate sauce!” You yell after him as you rub your belly.
You complain to your best friend as she literally drags you towards the Dingo.
“C’mon (Y/N), it’ll be fun! Two-Bit’s got a friend for you!” Cathy raises her eyebrows.
“Maybe I don’t want a friend,” you mutter, then stop.
Standing susunod to Two-Bit was the hottest guy you had ever seen.
Maybe you did want a friend.
Cathy goes over and hugs Two-Bit, where you just stare at the boy and he stares back at you.
“I’m Dally,” he says, sticking out his hand.
You take it. “(Y/N).” You smile.
“It’s pretty,” he smiles. But then he erases the expression off his face. “I mean, it’s tuff babe.”
“You don’t need to act all tough around me, I know your cool.” You grin.
“You really think so?” He asks.
“Yeah… You’re pretty cute too.” You smile.
“Well, I know that.” He smiles. “But you’re cuter.”
“Maybe we should ditch this movie.”