Embers Point of View.

"Yes. What do you need?" If this is about me running away, I'm so screwed.

"You are Miss. Amber Leigh, right?"

"Yes, sir. Why?" This would be a great time for Dally to pop up with my clothes. He can lie way better then I can.

"We're sorry to inform you but your friend Dallas er.. uh... Winston, was hit by a car. We're still trying to find the offenders, but for now he's at the hospital if you'd like to see him." The cops weren't sorry. They're never sorry. Why should they be sorry? They don't know me or Dally. I didn't even bother to respond, I just ran right back into the house.

"SODA! GET IN THE CAR. NOW!" I didn't even know where the hospital was, eh Soda should know.

"What why?" Was all Soda had to say.

"Dally..He got hit by a car...We have to see him now! Come on!" I said while I tugged the sides of his shirt.

"What? Is he okay?" Soda said while he grabbed his keys.

"How should I know? That's why we're seeing him!"

Remind me to never let Soda drive. Ever. Again. We got there fast though, let me tell you that part. The ride there was pretty quiet. I just wanted Dally to be okay. I mean, I wouldn't have gotten this far with out him. I let a few tears slip down my cheeks and Soda gave me a sympathizing look.

Before I knew it we were at the hospital. I raced inside with Sodapop right on my heels.

I didn't even bother to ask the nurse where Dally's room was. My heart was beating faster every time I looked in a room. At the very end of the hall, there was Dally's room.

I reached for his hand rubbed it softly," Dally...Hey Dall can you hear me?"

"Embers..?" Dallas mumbled.

My grip tightened on his arm," Dallas! Oh thank god you're okay. You're okay right?"

"Heck, I don't know. It hurts, everything hurts."

More tears slipped down my cheek and my voice started to get really high," No Dallas! You gotta live! Do it for me, just for me. Not for the world. Only for me."

"I'm trying Embers, I really am," He started coughing," It ain't easy you know..?" Yes, I did now. I was the one that got freaking shot in the middle of the night. That was nothing compared to this. He had bruises every where, his arms and legs were in casts. His ribs were all wrapped up, it made me start to cry. I bent my head down and laid on his chest. He could probably feel my warm tears slide down his body leaving stains on his casts.

"Oh Embers, don't cry." Dally crooned. I didn't want to leave his side, I forgot about visiting hours until the nurse reminded me.

"Um..Ma'am you have to leave now." I usually don't get mad very often but when I do, it ain't a pretty site.

"What makes you think I'll leave?" I said with the coldness frosting the edges of my words. I shot her one of my death glares and she left instantly.

"Turning into me, day by day eh?" Dally rasped.

"I guess so." I said with a weak smile. I hated how he acted like everything was okay. It wasn't. Deep down, I know he wouldn't make it. It just upset me to think about it. Tonight, I'm spending it with Dallas Winston. With my head on his chest, and our fingers coiled around each other. It had only been one day since we went out to Tulsa for the first time, and this is what happened.

I feel asleep with a smile that night, I knew I probably cried in my sleep, quite a few times. When I woke up, the sun was blazing in through the windows like it had the morning before. When I looked at Dally I had a sickening punch thrown at my stomach. His eyes were rolled back and he was so cold. I took my jacket off and put it on him to warm him up. I ran my fingers through his dull white-blond hair and kissed him one last time. I walked out the door with out shedding a single tear and walked over to the Curtis'.

R.I.P Dallas Winston.

Well? Did you like it? Haha well, you probably didn't like what happened to Dally but I thought it fit perfectly. No, this is not the end of the book. I have a small bit left to write and that's it. I might move on to another story. This ones getting boring.