I walked into the Curtis's house to see Pony sitting on Dally's lap on the couch.
I froze.
Pony wouldn't meet my eyes, while Dally glared at me with his dangerous icy eyes.
"P-Pony can I talk to ya,"
"No ya may not talk to him." Dally answered for Pony.
That made me mad. I glared at Dally.
"Why not, he is my boyfriend, I made a mistake, and I need to fix it, fix our relationship."
Dally let out a bitter laugh, he gently pushed Pony off his lap, and stood up, coming over in front of me.
"Ya don't have to fix anythin', ya blew it, ya don't have a relationship with Pony anymore. He's mine now."
Before, I could say anything, Dally punched me hard in my face.
"Dally," Pony warned quietly.
Dally looked at Pony.
"No Pony, he deserved it, he had no right hittin' and talkin' to ya like that, shoot kid, I won't let anyone do that to ya, ya don't deserve that shit."
Dally's right, I had no right to do what I did to Pony, I did deserved that.
I felt somethin' wet trickle down my nose. I brought my hand up to my nose and winced, pulling my hand away quickly to see blood.
'I think he fuckin' broke my nose!'
I was about ready to yell that out to him and curse him out, but he turned his gaze from Pony to me, eyes burning with a very dangerous fire that told me that I had really pissed him off.
It was then and there that I realized how much Dally really cared about Pony, he really did love him. That realization brought tears to my eyes.
"I'm not letting ya anywhere near, Pony. He doesn't need your fuckin' abuse, ya fuckin' asshole." Dally spat out.
"Dally!" Pony cried out in protest, but Dally ignored him.
"He's not just a good fuck to me, Steve; I actually love and care for him a lot, Goddammit! And, HE ain't the whore, you're the one who had all those one night stands, before ya started dating that skunk bag, Evie, Pony only fucks people he loves, he loved ya, and now he's loving me."
"He was loving ya, when he was loving me." I snapped, clutching my broken nose with both hands.
Dally rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Get over it," He growled.
"It's not even the kids fault; I am the one who started it."
My eyes widened in shock, I looked at him sadly.
"Why?"
He shrugged.
"I told ya, I wanted, Ponyboy, and I always get what I want."
'Cause she spread,
Her love,
And burned me up.
I can't,
Let go;
I can't get out.
I've said,
Enough,
Enough by now.
I can't let go;
I can't get out.
Ok, I don't really like how I ended it, but I tried. It took me a couple months to write this and I worked really hard on it, so please no flames. Even though it was hard to write, I had fun writing this. I wrote this for a challenge I started, the challenge is : Write a Ponyboy slash story that's based off a song (It can be a songfic) It could be as long as you want and you can do whatever you want with it, just be creative.