After sleeping in the church all night, I almost forgot where I was. It felt like I was at home with my brothers. Me and Sodapop playing Rocket League and Darry making breakfast. Finally, I got off the rock floor and noticed that Johnny was gone. I checked on my phone to see if he left me a message. Johnny had texted me saying, “Getin suples brb.”
I got up to wash my face. I started to think of how the future would happen. The police would get my fingerprint, then they would find me and Johnny. Johnny would get injected and I’d be sent to reformatory. We were going to surely get caught, and we would have this all on our records, and then …
I was going to far with my imagination again. I texted Johnny to get a pack of cigarettes while he was gone. I decided to pass the time by playing Fortnite on my phone. The battery was low. I guess I had nothing to do.…show more content… He bought some cards to pass time as well. I know he only bought those because his phone fell out of his pocket. When we were running from Bob’s dead body, I saw his phone fell out. I considered picking it up while we ran, but I feared that those few seconds would get us caught.
Then it hit me. The police could track us down using Johnny phone. I kept thinking about it while we were playing cards, but I didn’t tell Johnny. I didn’t want to scare him. We barely got comfortable in the position we’re in right now, and it’s terrible.
Johnny got a royal flush. By that point, I owed him $150. Johnny asked me, “Are you okay Ponyboy? It seems like something’s going on,” Johnny said as he took a sip of coke. He was right. I couldn’t keep holding on to the fact that we could easily be tracked
