Outsiders

“So… The whore decided to montrer up.” Sylvia snickered from behind you, over the noise of the party at Buck’s.

“And so did the bitch.” toi thought to yourself, clenching your fist.

“Whaddya doing here, whore?” She says, taking a swig of her beer.

You turn to her, trying to remain calm. “I came here with my boyfriend.” toi say cooly.

“You’re still forgetting he’s mine.”

“He dumped your sorry cul, ass five months ago.” toi snort.

“At least my cul, ass is better looking than yours.” She huffs.

You stand up. “What was that.”

“My ass,” she smiles. “Is better looking than...

toi see the huddled body in the corner.

“Johnny?” toi whisper, before breaking out into a sprint.

A million thoughts raced through your mind as toi ran into the alley.

“Not again, not again.” toi think.

He would break for sure this time.

You crouched suivant to the huddled body.

“Johnny?” toi ask, trying not to let the tears fall as toi shake him gently.

No response at first, but he slowly turns his head toward you.

You gasp at the sight of him.

His was eye black, swollen shut. A giant gash was on his cheek.

“Johnny… ” toi whisper, bringing a hand to his face.

“Hey…” He mutters.

“We...

“Ok, Joey, this is what toi gotta do. toi déplacer the gear into drive right? Because that’s what toi gotta do; drive. And toi lightly put your feet on the gas. Lightly. Unless you’re racing but toi shouldn’t do that… But if toi do I won’t tell your mother. Anyways , feet lightly on the gas, and toi see, toi déplacer forward. I’m not even touching the wheel. toi don’t want to have a death grip on the wheel, that’s bad. So when toi want to turn, toi gotta line up your mirrors with the corner you’re turning at, like this. And then toi turn the wheel, and straighten it back out…...