I had a crush, and it had to be one one of the toughest greasers in town...Tim Shepard. Fuck.
I flipped the egg I had been cooking, a golden spot here, one there. The sizzling preoccupied me for a while, then I put the egg onto a plate. There was a chip on the side, it cut my finger. I watched as a droplet of blood ran down. So crimson, beautiful. I loved this color, it was vibrant, and elegant. Another drop ran down, I brought it up to taste it, iron. I loved the taste, much to Soda's displease. I sighed, and turned off the stove. I heard the door, open then slam loudly.
"Heya Pony." Two-bit chimed.
"Oh hi Two-bit." I drawled, I wasn't feeling so hot today.
"What's wrong Pony?" He asked while sitting down, and stuffing his face.
"You wouldn't understand." I said.
"Hm really. Ya wanna bet on it?" He asked, and dragged me over to the living room.
He tackled me to the ground, and hooked an arm around my neck.
"Tell me." Two-bit said, as he tightend his grip.
"No." I tried to get away. He tightend his grip, my breath was slowly fading. My breaths became shorter, and shorter. My head felt drowsy, and lightheaded.
"Come on kid." Was all I heard before I blacked out.
"Dagnamit Keith you fucker." I heard from one of my brothers probably Darry.
"Sorry." Two-bit said.
"What the hell were you trying to do?" Darry asked.
"Get him to tell me his problems, somethings troubling him." Two-bit said, obviously amused.
"Fuck you Two-bit." I muttered.
"Language." Darry warned.
"Sorry." I murmured. I got up, and Darry carried me to my room. Stupid freakin' Keith.
I sighed, if he hadn't choked me out, he would've found out. He would tell Tim, and Tim would never come over for any reason. I layed in bed, my crush was eating me alive. My heart felt empty, as usual. Everyone thought that since I was the littlest ment I had no crushed, urges, or lust. I did, but only for Tim Shepard, and only for him. I sighed once more. He didn't go for boys, let alone a Curtis.
My love fantasy vanished quickly. It wasn't like in movies, I wish it was though. I knew barely anything about him anyway, and I didn't know anyone who did.
I layed down defeated.
Dallas. I thought quickly.
I walked over to Buck's, and tried to avoid socs. I knocked loudly, knowing there was a party going on. There was Buck who answered the door.
"What do you want kid?" He asked.
"I need to talk to Dallas, tell him its Ponyboy." I said quickly.
Buck closed the door. God its cold out here, a strong wind blew my hair.
I saw the door open once again.
"Pony what are you doing here?" He was shirtless.
"Advice." I said, trying to appear innocent.
"On what?" He spat.
"A crush." I said.
Dallas opened his mouth, and then dragged me inside.
"Come on kid." He pulled me up to his room.
"Who is it you have a crush on?" He asked once we sat down.
"We-well its p-personal." I looked down.
"Kid I know its a boy." He smirked.
"I-its Tim." I whispered.
"Tim? As in Tim Shepard?" Dally raised his voice.
"Y-yes." He kicked over a chair.
"I can't fuckin' belive this." He ran a hand through his hair.
"I-I'm s-sorry Dallas." I tried to apologise.
"Stop kid I'm just suprised. When did this start?" He sat back down.
"When I was twelve." I said, blushing.
"Fuck Tim." Dally said.
"I wish I could." I blurted out.
"Kid if theres some people you shouldn't get invloved with. Its the Shepards." Dally said.
"B-but-" He cut me off.
"But nothing Pony. I know I'm tough, but I can understand what happining." He said.
"I love him." I yelled.
"Don't ever say that again." He warned.
"I do." I expected a hit.
But all that came was a hug.
"I'm jelous, why does Tim get this attention from you? Ain't I important to you too? You don't love me?" He was trying to quilt trick me.
"W-well your my friend." I said.
"Thats not good enough Pone." He gripped me tighter, he pushed our hips together, I gasped loudly.
"Like that Pony?" He grinded harder.
"N-no pl-please stop it." I tried to pull away.
"Dun wanna." He pushed me into the bed.
"Stop." I screamed, but no one could hear me over the music.
I cried, and cried. Dally was going to rape me, he took off my pants.
"I love you Pony." He pulled me toward him, and planted a kiss on me. I just tried to reject it.
"Don't be like that baby." He said. All I could smell was alcohol, I didn't see him drink.
He pulled his pants and underwear down. I saw his lengh.
"Yeah that's gonna go inside you." He rubbed it against my thigh.
"S-stop." I sobbed, but it took no toll on Dally.
He pushed my legs up, and moved between them.
"Ready babe?" He smirked.
He pushed in roughly, I sobbed in pain. It ripped apart my insides, I felt blood slick him up. He moved harder. My body became more and more used.
"Fuck Pony I love your tight hole." He yelled.
I looked over to the side, I tried to pretend it was Tim. There was no avail to my thought.
"Oh Tim." I whispered, as Dally slammed in.
My tears poured out. I heard the door open.
"Dally Sylvia is lookin' for ya she-" I saw Tim.
"What the fuck are you doing Dally?" He yelled, he threw him off. I whimpered, Tim wrapped me in a blanket, and carried me out.
"Its gonna be alright Pony." He tried to comfort me, my heart felt a little better.
He reached the outside, he put me in the back of his car.
He took off in a decent speed toward his house.
I was put into a warm bed, and covered with atleast two blankets.
"You look so.. delicate." I heard Tim say.
"W-why?" My voice was very soft, and hard to hear.
"Cause you look so small with the blankets covering you." He took my hand, as one in a hospital would do.
"I'm not small." I whispered.
"Just rest okay. Don't strain yourself." He was about to get up.
"Lay with me. Please its my only thing I ever wanted." I whinned. He turned and took off his leather jacket and shirt.
"Okay." He gently got in bed with me.
"Am I hurting you?" He put an arm around me.
"No I'm fine." I rested my eyes.
"Sleep well." He said, and we both dozed into a deep sleep.
A/N: Why Dally why? Not Pony. But it did help Tim get Pony.