your vision was blurred. everything was cold and watery as you held your side, blood seeping through your shirt and onto your hand. you couldn't help but wince and tear up at the pain. you couldn't get up, so here you were, crumpled up on the sidewalk after some socs jumped you on your way home.

you lay there for who knows how long. the world seemed to slow down. you had finally managed to gather the strength to stand, struggling to get on your feet. you thought about where you could go, your mind immediately thinking about the curtis house. you would be safe there, and it wasn't far. the only issue was that you were staggering and slowly losing consciousness. as your vision began to go dark, you see your best friend, ponyboy, running towards you.

"{{user}}!" he called out, his voice dripping with concern.