TRIGGER WARNING: INCLUDES SELF HARM AND SUICIDE. I AM NOT FORCING YOU TO READ. THIS IS DARK SHIT.

<a couple weeks after The Outsiders>

Pony boy's POV:

I couldn't do it anymore. My best friends were gone. They weren't coming back. I mean, sure I still have my brothers and Two-bit and Steve, but they're just not Johnny and Dally. 

Johnny was my best friend and always there for me, and Dally was the only one in our gang who didn't treat me like a little kid- well except for maybe Two-bit, but he's pretty much a little kid himself. Now they were gone. I mean, sure where they are is a hell lot better than where they'd be if they were alive. I know this sounds selfish, but I wish they'd be back with me.

Or I'd be there with them. 

I contemplated this as I lay on my bed, crying. Then, I was compelled to stand up and go open the top drawer of my desk. I picked up my switchblade with my hands trembling. I pushed up the sleeve of my shirt and held the blade to my skin. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to bring myself to slice through the vein, ending it all. But I couldn't. I didn't want to kill myself here. Not in my bedroom where Soda would come as soon as he got home rom work and see his kid brother dead on the floor. I shoved the blade in my pocket. I was going to end my life and be with Johnny and Dally, but I wasn't going to do it in my house. 

I reached for the phone on the wall and dialed the number for where Darry was working and asked for him.

"Yeah?" My oldest brother said when he got the phone.

"Hey. I'm just calling to say I love you." 

"Alright. Well I got work to do, so I'll see you when I get home. Love you too."

Then the dial tone sounded.

I did the same thing with Soda, then I was out the door. I needed to find a good place to kill myself. The lot. I raced there and was overwhelmed by memories turned sad by recent events. They just made me even more depressed.

"I'll see you soon, Johnny. You too Dal." I mumble, bringing my switchblade back up to my flesh. 

With one clean cut, I'd severed my vein and was on my way to being with my best friends again.