DISCLAIMER: I do not in any way own The Outsiders; they belong to S. E. Hinton. I do, however, own Dell/Delilah...maybe there will be some more new characters in the later chapters. Skin and Bones is a song written by the Foo Fighters and I don't own that either.
A/N at the end.
2. That Ruined the Gangs
Where the fuck am I now? Dell thought to herself. She knew where this was. It was the Dingo. She'd been there with Tim once and she knew that it was closed during the day. Dell was lying on the gravel, beside the same cobalt blue Mustang as the night before. An idea propped up in her head. She ignored the fact that the noise would wake the socs up and went for it.
Bang!
Dell shot the tire and stood there, watching it deflate before she realised that the socs woke up and were just about to get out of the car. She brushed her knuckles, a habit she picked up from the many rumbles she'd attended, and waited for the three socials to get out. Instead, they turned the engine on and the Mustang began to purr, like a lion before its attack. Dell made a run for it and sprinted onto the main road. No-one even batted and eye, but she didn't care. The Mustang was catching up quick, before it slowed down to a stop after the tire had fully deflated. She laughed to herself, but kept running. Nothing could stop her now.
Until she ran into another person.
"Woah!" A voice said, out of sudden shock. Dell looked up to see a blonde greaser staring back.
"Get outta my way." She said hastily. Then she felt a tight grasp on her arm.
"Now hold up, you little shit. What are you doing, running around like some maniac?"
"Socs are after me."
"Why?"
"I blew up one of their tires. Well, I shot one."
He laughed and shook his head in disbelief. "Girly, what are you doing with guns?"
"None of your business. Now I gotta get back to Tim's."
"Yeah just run- wait, you're going to Tim Shepard's?"
"Yeah, what's it to ya?"
"He ain't exactly a good influence; he's 22 now. How old are you?"
"Sixteen. And what the fuck is with all these questions? What's your name?"
"Dallas Winston." He said, taking his hand out of his pocket and reaching out, expecting Dell to shake it. She just put her hands back into her pockets and began walking at a faster pace. Dallas caught up easily. She was obviously walking towards Tim's, yet again, to await her fate. Another night of cocaine, drinking and waking up in the middle of the night.
"You shouldn't be staying at his place." He said, it even sounded like he was pleading or something.
"Come with me." Dell knew that Tim, her brother's old friend, would not be very pleased with her running off with another greaser.
Dell brushed off her worried thoughts, like she always did and pulled out another joint. She felt like some meth, though. Something to give her a sense of excitement, a temporary high.
"That green shit ruined the gangs, you know? Your mind gets all messed up and I'll never go near that junk."
"It's not like I belong anywhere." She muttered. Her comment didn't go unnoticed and Dally decided to walk her somewhere else.
"I was goin' to get you a place to stay at Buck's...but there are a few people I want you to meet."
"Don't waste my time." She said harshly.
"Or what? You and Tim won't be able to fit your 'extra activities' into your addict-schedule?"
"You think I like fucking Tim? You think I get a real kick outta it?! The only reason I go along with it is because I know I'll get beaten to death if I don't!" Dell snapped.
"Woah, chill." Dallas said; his hands up in the air in surrender.
"I'll chill once I get more hash." She responded, throwing out the remainder of the joint.
"Well, this is it." He said, after a minute of silence. She looked at him quizzically with her blue-green eyes but Dallas just shrugged, took her hand and led her inside.
A/N: Hope you didn't find this chapter too bad! More descriptions of what Dell actually looks like in a couple more chapters...
'That ruined the gangs' was kinda taken from Rumble Fish and Matt Dillon plays the person who said that in the movie so I could already imagine what Dallas would've sounded like. I'm trying to stick closer to the book by saying Dally is blonde but I'm totally thinking of Matt Dillon when I'm writing about him. :D
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