The Outsiders

wewe see the huddled body in the corner.

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

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

“Not again, not again.” wewe think.

He would break for sure this time.

You crouched inayofuata to the huddled body.

“Johnny?” wewe ask, trying not to let the tears fall as wewe 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… ” wewe whisper, bringing a hand to his face.

“Hey…” He mutters.

“We...

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