Title: Leave Me Where I Am
Author: Acoustic Heart
Disclaimer: I do not own the Outsiders and I do not claim to. No profit is being made from this story.

Warnings: This story does contain rape. There may be a possible slash relationship in the future.

(Told in Ponyboys point of view)

Prologue

It was a Friday night when it all started. You know, it started out as one of my usual Friday nights.

I was hanging out in the living room with the gang, sitting next to Johnny on the couch and watching as Steve, two-bit and Soda played poker and continuously argued. Every once in a while Darry would yell at them to "shut the hell up" from where he was sitting, and they would, for about two minutes before their voices would grow louder and louder until they were at the same height that they were before. It was a cycle that I knew would continue well until one in the morning and it tends to grow boring. Soon, I was exchanging board glances with Johnny, but we both knew there really wasn't anything else better to do.

I was about to get up and go to my room with Johnny to actually do homework even if it didn't have to be done until Monday when Dally walked in and regarded us coolly before turning to Darry and calling out over the other voices, "I'm going to take Pony and Johnny out to catch a movie or something, alright?" Darry glanced up from his paper, first at Dally then at me before nodding and saying "Not too late."

We pulled our shoes on and I slipped on a jacket before following out behind the older two, no one else really even noticed we left.

As we walked out of the house I was glad I put on a jacket, it was a cold September night and I could see my breath. Me and Johnny followed Dally like lost puppies until Johnny actually spoke up and asked him where the hell we were going.

Dally looked back at us with a smirk on his face, "I'm taking you two kiddies to your first party." He said simply.

Wait, what?

"Wait, what? What do you mean you're taking us to a party, Darry will kill me, Dally, and you know that!" I protested. Johnny looked a bit worried, too.

"Don't worry, either of you, we're just going to some house party, not even that far from here, and I'll have you back before Darry will even worry. Or, I can always call him and tell him you two are staying with me. Despite what many people believe he does trust me. Don't worry, nothing will happened to either of you, I promise."He reassured us.

And I should trust him; he really never gave me a reason not to.

I was excited at first, I had never been to a party before, and in fact I've never even been to a birthday party before. I could tell Johnny was excited to from where he was standing beside me.

So we continued to walk in silence. I tried to memorize where we were going, we passed a Dairy Queen, then some nicer house before walking back into streets filled with ones looking worse than ours. The last street we came to was a cul-de-sac and right at the very end was a larger house, it looked more like something from a horror movie, It was dark green and two stories with broken and boarded up windows. I looked like it had been abandoned like all the other houses around it.

And there were people everywhere, the music was loud and there were people making out and drinking on the lawn, I was afraid to see what was on the inside.

Everything seems to kind of be a blur from the time we entered the house to the time I finally stumbled out past everyone to the time when it actually happened.

-Break-

The party started out normal at first, well as normal as an out of control random house party can get I suppose. But, like I said before, it's hard to specifically remember everything that happened.

I remember someone handing me a plastic cup filed to the brim with alcohol as me and Johnny squeezed through the door way behind Dally. I remember watching them down their drinks easily and I tried to do the same, it tasted sweet but there was the undeniable kick of alcohol behind it, I quickly finished it.

I tried to stay near them but I was lost in a sea of moving bodies, the alcohol already making my brain fuzzy.

I remember feeling suffocated and hot and somewhere along the line I lost my jacket, leaving me in jeans and a rather tight black tank top.

I had two more drinks before I located Dally and Johnny again. Dally was with a group of girls and Johnny was, to my shock, drunk and flirting shamelessly with a girl. I had never even thought Johnny would be one to drink and act the way he did, Dally, Steve, two-bit and even Soda, yes, but Johnny?

So I went back up stairs and I remember some big, drunk guy hitting on me, if I was to tell you that I liked girls, I would be half lying, but this? I remember him squeezing me against a wall, causing me to drop my drink and his hands coming to grab my hips.

But he was more inebriated then I and I managed to squeeze out from between his body and the wall and stumble down the stairs. I had to leave, I had to find Johnny and maybe Dally and I had to go.

I pushed my way through the bodies, it seemed like hours before I caught site of Johnny, I reached out to grab him, at first my fingers just brushed against him, closing around air, before I finally managed to fully grab his arm and pull him away from whoever the hell it was he was talking to.

"Johnny." I gasped out, pulling his attention to me, "We have to go, now, please Johnny, we have to go." I pleaded breathlessly.

He shot me a look and pulled his arm from my grasp. I dropped my hand to the side, why was he acting like this?

"For gods sake Pony, would you just grow up and try to enjoy yourself? I knew Dally shouldn't have taken you to a party, I knew a baby like you wouldn't be able to handle it!" He shot out.

My mouth dropped open, I couldn't believe he just said that.

It's only the alcohol talking. My mind tried to convince me.

"Johnny, there was, I…" I couldn't finish my sentence, I tried to explain to him what happened, that I needed to leave, that this really wasn't a good place to be.

"No, Pony, I don't care, stop being such a baby and try to have some fun!" He yelled at me. I was thankful for the loud music so no one could actually hear what was going on. I didn't miss the slur in his words.

It's only the alcohol talking.