A/N Sorry if Dallas is out of character? Or it doesn't sound much like the way they'd talk in the 60s. It's kind of hard for me to write like that lol X3 umm…reviews are accepted? :D

Instead I walked to Buck's and waited for Dally to come. I must've waited hours for Dallas to show up, because when he did, it was the late hours of the night.

"Dallas…please see me…please tell me you care…at least a happy birthday…please give me another sign than yelling to let you know I'm alive." I said softly. Dally clenched his fists. "Why don't you just LEAVE ME ALONE?" Dallas shouted. Tears swelled into my eyes. "I already told you why…" I said softly. "…" Dally stayed quiet.

"My birthday wish was to see you. Something Mom and Dad can never give me. They didn't love you the way I did. Dally…I missed you…" I said softly, walking a bit closer to him. Its like he didn't listen to a word I said. "If you wont leave me alone you're better dead to me than you are right now…" Dallas said quietly. I picked up a sharp piece of glass and held it near my throat.

"If it's what you want, I'll make sure I'm as good as dead." I said. "No just…why can't you be like other kids and hate your big brother?" Dallas asked. Before I could reply, he stepped past me and walked inside. That's how my mornings and nights went…Dally not caring for me at all, and only greeted by the moon, sun, rain, wind, and clouds. I never went back home, and I don't think mom and dad cared if I was gone or not.

I still told Dally "hi and good morning," every morning and said "bye and goodnight," every night. No responses after that. Now he acted like I didn't exist. My mind started to adjust to it, tricking itself that I wasn't a human or existing.

I started questioning it. "Dally?" Replaced my usual greetings and farewells. I don't think even the wind went around me, just through me. One day I left a note for Dallas…I wonder if he ever read it…

I saw Johnny walking up to Buck's, probably going to see Dallas. He surprised me by sitting in front of me. "So I still do exist…" I thought. My jealousy had grown much more since I first admitted it. He pulled out a paper from his pocket.

"I liked the letter you wrote Dally. He never read it though. I tried to get him to read it but he just wouldn't." Johnny said. I felt silly, with the jealousy and all…it made me feel like a bad person. Out of nowhere it started pouring down rain.

I didn't reply…and things became awkward with the silence. "What's it like?" I accidentally scared Johnny with the question. "What do ya mean?" He asked. "Having Dally talk to you and laugh with you…smile or even know that you're with him…I wish he'd just stare at me in the eyes and say "I know you've been there with me." But Dally doesn't care about his younger sister…he cares about you…" I said softly. "Golly…I'm sorry…it's kind of like being around someone who can protect you. He can be chill when he wants too…" Johnny trailed off.

Dally came running up to us. My heart lightened up. Maybe he would finally acknowledge me after a few months of sitting outside the door.

"Johnny! What are you doing out here alone in the rain! You're going to catch a cold! Come on inside." Dallas said. Johnny got up and looked back at me one last time before heading inside Buck's.

"…Out here alone…" Dally's words had a way of sticking into my thoughts. "Maybe I can get through to Dallas by never leaving his side!" I thought happily. I waited in the rain for Dallas to step out of Buck's but he never did. Nor did Johnny.

Early the next morning Dally had made his first appearance with Johnny. I trailed them; following right behind Johnny, which still made me angry that Dallas cares about him more than me.

We went to Pony's house, where Johnny stayed and Dallas left, me still following at his heels. He beat up a few people along the way, taking their money and jewelry. Not once did he look at me.

There were times when he would run and chase kids away and other times he'd just lean back against the wall, smoking a cigarette.

Then a boy walked up to Dally. "Dallas." He said. "Tim." Dallas said. "Who's the kid?" Tim asked, pointing at me. "I don't know what you're talking 'bout." Dally replied. Nope. Not even someone asking about me will get Dallas to notice me. But I'm not going to give up!

They started talking about other stuff that I haven't heard before, and other things that made my face turn red.

Then they started to fight. I didn't exactly know why but I just stood on the side and watched. What was I going to do? Stop it? I'm so weak and small compared to them. It lasted for a few good minutes, and then when it was over, they started laughing about it.

I was confused about the whole situation. I thought when you fight with a person; you get mad at them and not talk to them. That's not what they were like I guess. I followed them around some more and ended up being left out into the cold because they walked into the bar.

I just sat on the dirty ground and waited outside. A bunch of drunken people came out. Then I heard shouting coming from inside. I peeked into the window and saw a crowd surrounding to people. "So this is what a bar fight is…" I thought.

I got a glimpse at one person who was fighting. "Dallas?" I whispered. The bar tender tried to get them to stop fighting, but nothing was going to work when you have two people drunk and angry.

It was only a few minutes after the fight started when the cops showed up. I don't know what they do to girls with no guardians, and I don't want to know. I snuck around into the back and saw Dally making a run for it. I chased after him, running as fast as my short legs could go.

It was surprising that the cops didn't see us when we ran all the way to Buck's. Then Dallas did the same thing he always did every night; slam the door in my face.

My new plan obviously wasn't working so I had another idea in mind. When I saw Dallas the next morning the first thing I said was, "Hey Dally, I'm dating a hood!" I got the same response I did everyday. Ignored. I tried again the next morning.

"Hey Dallas, I'm engaged!" Ignored. The next morning was the same. "Hey Dally, I'm pregnant!" Completely ignored. No expression came across his face when I said it.

Finally, one night, Dallas looked at me and said, "If I take you back home, will you leave me alone forever?"