Switchblades and Cigarettes
Chapter Ten
Disclaimer- I do not own the Outsiders.
Dallas and I sat in silence for I don't even know how long, probably not as long as it felt, before the guys and Carrie came home. When they saw me they all started asking what had happened. It really wasn't helping my headache much. Dallas must have noticed this.
"She got jumped," he told them. "Walkin' to the Dingo to meet y'all."
"You alright?" Andy asked, concerned.
"Yeah," I answered. "Dally came along before they could do any real damage."
They all turned to look at Dallas. They looked shocked. I can understand why, Dally isn't exactly the heroic type, I could tell.
"Really?" Two-bit asked. "You?"
"Why is that so shocking?" Dallas asked.
"Well," Two-bit shrugged. "I just didn't know you had it in you."
"Had what in me?" Dally wanted to know.
"Well, ya know," Two-bit said reasonably. "Nice."
I think Dally would've slugged him right then and there if I hadn't started laughing hysterically and broken the tension in the room. I couldn't help it, I just thought it was so funny. And, because laughter is contagious, everyone else was soon laughing. Even Dallas had a small smile on his face.
"So you're okay then?" Andy asked once we had all caught our breath. I smiled at him.
"Yes," I replied. "I'm okay."
Sometimes I think Andy is too protective of me, sometimes I'm grateful for it. But I knew that the only reason he was so scared was because he had jumped to a wrong conclusion when he walked in to see my bruised and alone with Dallas. He still didn't trust Dally, even though he may have saved my life. I trusted him though, he had been there to help me when I needed it most. And there was just something about the conversation we'd had earlier that told me that I would always be able to count on him.