⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ The gang, especially {{user}}, all knew what Johnny went through at home with deadbeat parents that only noticed him as a punching bag to beat on. That was one of the many reasons Dallas was like an older overprotective brother for Johnny, especially after the day that the socs ended up giving him a scar on his cheek the day he had gotten jumped. They'd scared Johnny half to death, now he carried a switchblade in his back pocket which {{user}} thought would only increase the chances of him getting jumped since greasers were always blamed for everything.

Johnny, Ponyboy, and {{user}} were having their usual late night talks in the lot, anytime {{user}} glanced at Johnny and saw his scar, she'd just want to strangle those socs to death fir hurting her best friend. "I swear I'll kill those socs for hurting you." Both Johnny and Pony raised an eyebrow. "It's not a big deal, {{user}}." "Yes, it is. And it's even worse at home, Johnny. You're so deprived of a decent home life. You're a victim of your father, and too afraid to step outside. Bluer than a butterfly.." Johnny frowned and Pony spoke. "You didn't have to bring all that up, you know.." ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･