Author's Note: So for those Who don't know me my name is Daisha , I was up at 1 am writing this. I immediately thought of my very good friend Cameron and messaged him to come over my house the next day and help developed this story. So he did and here it is. Hope you enjoy. Reviews make my day. Please NO FLAMES.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE OUTSIDERS. All rights go to the lovely S.E Hinton.

Chapter 1:

Masquerade at Midnight

I approached the park with the weight of the world, Venus and Saturn on my shoulders. Dallas always had this affect on me, making me feel worthless. I could smell the metallic coming form the blood stains on my shirt . Blood that was shed by him. His beautiful blue eyes getting the live drained out of them were forever tattooed on the inside of my eye lids. Despair climbed my throat and crawled out of my eyes. What the fuck was love anyway? My feet burned like hotplates. I've been walking for hours. I couldn't understand why he had done what he did. The gun shots rang in my ears like the bells I used to hear in church on Sundays.

*FlashBack*

My lungs sang a desperate tune to me at midnight. The serenity of the night manifested a bittersweet feeling inside me. The evening dew stained my knees. I looked into the sky, and laughed bitterly. How can this night feel so perfect when life was such a bitch. I wasn't always the girl that was loud, wore skirts that were too short,had a body that no man could resist, or drank a little too much every now and them. I had a life. I had friends. I had a mother and father that loved me. But my mother had failed me. She up and left for no good reason. Daddy began to work himself to death, and ignore me. Tonight was one of those rare occasions that we actually talked. He told me I reminded him too much of my mother. It didn't help that he was boozed up. Things escalated quickly. The next thing I knew, I had blood trickling from my lip. He had gone too far this time. I was slowly suffocating, drowning even. I wanted out, and I now found myself in this run down park on the wrong side of the tracks. A slow breeze began to stir. I sat up and leaned against the fountain in the park. I pulled my knees to my chest. I had stopped crying, but loud sobs escaped my throat now and then. I had no one to turn to. Footsteps broke my chain of thought. They sounded heavy on the parks concrete. He had boots on. I buried my head in my knees, and let my hair brush my legs. The footsteps stopped right in front of me. I looked in front of me, and I saw the most shocking eyes I've ever seen. They were an icy blue. I could feel the temperature of the ice touch my face as the eyes stared at me.

"What's a broad like you doing in a park at this time of night?"

He asked with a smug smirk on his face. He must have observed that I wasn't going to answer, so he sat next to me. He pulled out a Kool as he stared into the emptiness. He motioned toward me to offer me one, I turned it down.

"Suit yourself" he mumbled.

I looked at him with a nervous curiosity.

"What do you want?"

I was surprised by the hoarseness of my own voice. He blew a cloud of smoke out from his mouth and I watched it disappear. "Can't leave you out here by yourself. Dangerous" Our eyes met for the second time, and I swore I saw fireworks behind him.

" The names Dallas, Dallas Winston"

I wanted to not be able to trust this Dallas character, but I could. He took me home that night, but not in the traditional sense of the term.

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