Chapter 3&4: Point of view piece

Chapter 3&4: Point of view piece

Johnny's Point of View

"Come on, Johnny, we're running away." I hear the desperation in Ponyboy's voice so I think of nothing, I asks no questions and just run. Run until we run out of breath. We run so far we end up in the park. The moon was bright tonight, it spilled some light on the fountain and pool but the pool was empty now in the fall. Nobody was around here at two-thirty in the morning. I snapped up my jeans jacket and flipped up the collar.
"Ain't you about to freeze to death, Pony?" I ask.
"You ain't a'woofin," he replied between drags of his cigarette. A car horn made us jump. I swear under my breath. The blue mustang was circling the park slowly. "What do they want? This is our territory. What are Socs doing this far east?"
"I don't know. But  bet they're looking for us. We picked up their girls." I say. I know I should be freaked out but I remained calm, I didn't want lil old Ponyboy here to start to worry.  I saw them before they even stepped foot on the grass, they're were five of them. A cool deadly bluff could shake them off but we were outnumbered. I was scared to death. My right hand automatically went to my back pocket as I discreetly touch my switchblade. You can never be too prepared.
I recognised the Socs. It was Randy and Bob with three other Socs. I watched the moonlight glint off Bob's rings as memories of the previous night filled my mind. I shivered. No. I need to be stronger this time, I wont let them have the satisfactory of knowing they scared me to death.
"Hey, whatta ya know?" Bob said a little unsteadily. He was all over the place, "here's the little greasers that picked up our girls. Hey, greasers."
"You're outa your territory." I warned in a low, steady voice. I was scared but i wouldn't let them know it. I just wanted them gone. "You'd better watch it." They stepped closer. Damn. I blanked, all I could think of was getting out of here.
"...Give the kid a bath, David." What? I must've missed a whole conversation. The next thing I know, Ponyboy ducks and tries to make a run for it but Bob catches his arm and twists it behind his back putting him under the flowing water of the fountain. I panic. All I could think of was getting Ponyboy out of the fountain. Shoot! Think Johnny, think! I ran towards Bob like my life depended on it. Actually a life did depend on it. I grabbed my switchblade out of my back pocket and aimed it at Bob's heart. Thump. He's dead, dying at least. I barely notice the other Socs running away.
"I killed him."I state out loud. "I killed that boy."
"Johnny?" Ponyboy whispered. At least i think he said something, I couldn't think. I closed my eyes and let blackness swallow me, even if it's just for a few seconds.