~Johnny's P.O.V~

"I would love to" She replied, a small smile playing on her lips.

"It's about time! Although, you should try it out on the other girls" Steve said, "You know the ones that aren't Winston's little sister."

"And what's wrong with being my little sister?" Dally raised his eyebrows, standing next to his younger sister.

"Well besides having to listen to you all the time it's pretty decent" Ella teased, bumping her hip against Dally's.

"Bug I must say I'm a pretty nice brother" Dallas replied, ruffling her hair.

"Stop that!" She smacked at his hand, shooing it away, "And whatever you say Das"

"Are you saying I'm lyin'?" Dallas asked, turning to look at her.

"Well you aren't exactly telling the truth" She muttered.

He began to glare at her as she held her hands up, an innocent look on her face. Dallas chuckled, moving closer to the smaller girl.

"Oh no, Dally don't you even dare" She said wearily, taking a few steps away from him.

"What? Scared little Bug?" He teased. Ella rolled her eyes at the childish nickname, her fingers playing with the locket around her neck. I couldn't help but smile, remembering the day that I had given it to her.

Ella continued to move away from him, prepared to run if he tried anything. A smirk formed on his lips, moving even closer to her.

Watching them reminded me of a cat and mouse. Dallas was always picking on Ella and her shorter height gave her a disadvantage. Even though she was smaller than Dallas, she was able to move a whole lot quicker than he did.

"Alright children break it up" Darry said, stepping in between the two siblings.

"I am not a child" Dallas cried.

"You sure act like one though" Ella retorted, earning a glare from both, Dally and Darry.

Ella just shrugged her shoulders, walking over to me. She ran her fingers through her hair, brushing the tangled curls away from her face. Her cheeks were a bit flushed, the right one already bruising from the hit afflicted on the soft skin. Pink lips were stretched into a small, revealing her pearly whites. As my gaze moved slightly lower, I began to frown, catching sight of finger-shape bruises forming on her neck.

It angered me to think that someone would even dare to lay a finger on Ella. She was so innocent, almost like the complete opposite of Dallas. I'd understand holding her back or something like that but not tackling her to the ground, smacking her and then nearly choking her to death. It was just wrong, so so wrong.

"Your neck looks horribe El"

"Will you stop staring at it? She said, covering the bruised area.

"I'm sorry, I just wished I could've done something" Ella looked at me, disabelief in her eyes.

"Well now you know how I feel everyday" She muttered.

"El that's different"

"How? You have bruises and scars. I was even there for that one!" Ella exclaimed, her finger brushing against the scar on my left cheek. "And that one" She added, moving her finger to my lower lip

"Alright, but I'm used to it. You're just small and so innocent" I said, pulling her and away from my face.

"I am not small" Ella whined.

"Yes, yes you are" Dallas interupted "Anyway we gotta go I still have to feed you and make sure you take your meds"

"But-"

"No buts' you can talk to Johnny tomorrow"

"Fine" She grumbled, "Bye Jo"

"Bye El. Bye Dally"

"See ya tomorrow kid, the door will be unlocked for ya" He informed me. I nodded, waving them another goodbye.

I watched as they walked away, shoving each other back and forth. Dallas was careul though, not using all his force, as he didn't to hurt her. Now, the only person Dallas showed any emotion to was Ella. It was pretty odd though. You'd never think anyone like Dallas Winston would show any emotion to anyone, but in this case he did.

Although, when Dally was still getting arrested left and right they were never really close. Ella still hung out with us but it wasn't very often. I actually saw Ella more than he did and they lived together. That all changed when Ella had an anxiety attack, later being diagnosed with anxiety and depression. It actually wasn't until Dally had discovered Ella cutting herself that he began to fully supervise her.

We all helped watch over her, even though it drove her insane. I can still remember when Steve had watched her for the day and ended up leaving with chocolate cake all over his face. Over time we didn't need to watch over Ella anymore, her medicine helped her feel happy again. Dallas still takes care of her though. He still makes sure she eats all her meals, takes her medicine and goes to bed on time. Because of Ella, Dallas had finally learned to grow up and become responsible.

Suprised? So were we.