IMPORTANT NOTE AT BOTTOM!
Last Time in Over My Head:
"I'm so sorry, Dallas, I shou-" she was cut off by being pushed into the side of the house harshly. One hand sat on her right hip, the other on her left cheek. His kiss was anything but gentle and innocent. It was lustful and passionate, it was full of something unknown to Maggie. She wanted to yelp in surprise, even pull back. But she thought better of it, and instead, settled for melting into his kiss.
WHAT WAS SHE THINKING? She had known Dallas for a while now. She also knew how he treated his girlfriends and how he treated other girls. She also knew that Dallas could not be tied down, Dallas could not love.
The only feeling that Maggie definitely she could make out...PANIC!
Maggie groaned loudly and rubbed her head as if rubbing it would make her head ache go away. She rolled over...
Thump!
She groaned again, this time in even more pain. She opened her eyes slowly when she heard laughter ring through the room and glared Bennie who stood above her.
"You never have been a morning person." Bennie observed.
"No shit." Maggie hissed back, getting up slowly and rubbing her head again.
"You look like shit." Pete said as he came into the room and ruffled her hair.
"No shit." Maggie said again, thinking back to last night. Needless to say she had gotten about 2 hours of restless sleep and had a head ache from thinking so much. She could tell the day was only going to get worse and she had just woken up.
"Where's Val?" she asked finally, taking a trip into the bathroom.
After finding her kissing Dallas Winston last night Val had drug her to Buck's place and got a room. Not exactly the smartest place to take her, seeing as how most of the time Dallas lived there, too. (Maggie had forgotten to mention that little detail.) Of course Pete and Bennie had followed, also going with them to Buck's. Maggie had ended up on a couch in a tiny room while Val and Bennie took the bed and Pete slept on the floor. The room had been full of tension all night and Val hadn't spoken a word to her after he had dragged her all the way to Buck's. Neither had Bennie or Pete either.
"Hey, Pete, pick me out some clothes will you?" Maggie yelled from the bathroom as she brushed her teeth and prepared to get in the shower. She really didn't care how dirty the damn shower was, she really needed to clean up.
"Here." Pete said from beside her, holding out a pair of underwear, a bra, a skimpy brown tank top, and a pair of tight fitting jeans.
"I'm not wearing those." she protested, shoving them back at him and then spitting into the sink.
"Yeah you are." he told her again, shoving them back.
"No!" she told him firmly.
"Shut up." Bennie yelled. "And where the clothes. You'll look hot." Maggie rolled her eyes and grabbed the clothes from Pete, giving him a glare before closing the door in his face. She could hear him yelling 'Victory' before she turned on the shower.
She sighed when she finally stepped in. The steam did its job and took her mind off of everything, allowing her to relax for the quick 15 minutes she was in for.
When she finally stepped she toweled off and pulled on her clothes. She dried her hair quickly, trying to get all the extra water out of it, before pulling it into a loose pony tail at the base of her neck. She opened the door, steam following her. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Val sitting on the bed, head in his hands. He was wearing a white beater, showing off his tattoos on his biceps and his rippling muscles, not to mention his tan skin. And she smiled when she recognized the light pair of baggy jeans she had picked out for him. He looked great...or so she thought, until he looked up at her.
His eyes were tired and he looked about twice his age. He hadn't gotten more sleep then Maggie, that much was clear. He looked like he was fighting a battle about something with himself and Maggie could probably guess what it was. She sighed heavily and made her way over to him, slumping onto the bed next to him.
"I'm sorry." she said sincerely, looking over at him. He turned to her, his eyes glowing, but blood shot. She could tell from his eyes that he was really worried about her. And that he was deeply contemplating whether or not just to leave her here and say the hell with it. "I really am." she added with a nod of her. She sighed and looked down again, tracing a finger over the tattoo of a tiger on his arm. It was in black and white and was reaching out as if hunting its prey.
"I know you are." he said finally. Before she knew it she had been pulled into his lap and eloped in a hug. A hug that felt anything but brotherly.
Shut up, she told herself. Stupid hormones getting in the way of an important moment...
She smiled up at him from his lap and ruffled his light brown hair. He smiled back at her, a tired smile.
"Let's go get something to eat." Pete said finally, rubbing his stomach.
"Alright." Val agree, getting up and setting Maggie firmly on the ground beside him. She nodded her thanks and walked over to Pete smiling happily.
She could hear Val chuckle behind her as her and Pete did a little dance together. She turned back and looked at him.
"You are slower then a turtle on Christmas." she told him playfully, grabbing his hand and pulling him out the door after Pete and Bennie.
"I'll have a cheeseburger and frys with a strawberry milkshake." Maggie said to the waiter with a nod. The waiter didn't say a word as she walked away, swinging her hips as if she was something special. Maggie rolled her eyes before turning back to Val, Pete, and Bennie.
"So, you ok Maggie?" Bennie asked suddenly. Maggie looked at him sharply.
"Why wouldn't I be?" she snapped back, her eyes cold and curious.
"Well, I was just wondering. Because I'm pretty sure the Tulsa gang is pretty mad at you right now."
"Yeah, well-" she started but stopped.
Her mouth flew open as she stair at who had just walked in the door. She couldn't tell at that moment if what she was feeling was hurt, annoyance, or heartbreak. It was all sort of mixed in together.
"Well, I'll be damned." Val said from beside her as he slammed his coke down on the table. Maggie flinched and shied away from him. She could feel the tension and anger that he was feeling and she didn't like it. It was bad enough seeing Dallas here with Sylvia after he had kissed Maggie last night, she really didn't want to see Val and Dal (hehe) get into it.
"Hey, Dallas." Val yelled, his voice cold and threatening. Maggie turned her head sharply and glared at Val, punching him, hard, in the shoulder. He turned to look at her and she shied away from him again.
He looks so hot, she thought as she stared at Val.
NOOOO!
"Maggie!" Dallas said happily, if that was possible, as he approached the table. Maggie nodded to him, trying to cover up her glare.
"You've met Maggie haven't you baby?" he asked, turning to Sylvia and placing a kiss on her neck.
"Sure have." Sylvia answered as she popped her gum annoyingly. Maggie tensed up at the look Sylvia was giving her. It was clearly one of those I'm-better-then-you-and-that's-why-he's-my-man looks. She tensed even more when she popped her gum again and turned to kiss Dally.
"Slut!" she breathed under her breathe, but not quietly enough.
"What was that?" Dally asked her, eyebrow raised and eyes cold as usual.
"I said 'Slut!" Maggie repeated, getting up. "Or didn't you hear me?" she asked, getting ready to lunge for him. Before she could get the chance Val reached out a hand and pulled her back into her seat with a thud. She groaned as pain shot through her butt and glared at Val.
"You can leave now." Val said, not even looking at Dally but looking in front of him. His fists were clenched and everyone could tell her meant business. "Before Maggie losses her temper and beats the shit out of you whore." he finished, finally looking up at Dallas with a smirk. Dallas glared at him, about to lunge, but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. He shrugged it off though, grabbed Sylvia, and left with a hurry.
"God damn-" Maggie continued to call him every word in the book before finally settling down and eating her food, starting to joke around with Pete and Bennie again and tease Val.
"Hey," Pete spoke up, "let's go to that gas station and get some candy. I need chocolate."
"Let's not." Maggie told him as she lead the way to the car they had 'rented'.
"Sounds good to me." Val said with a smirk as she got in the drivers side and started the car. Maggie sighed heavily and leaned back, wondering what "exciting" thing was going to happen next.
Pete grabbed Maggie's arm after getting orders from everyone in the car and pulled her out of the car. He smiled down at her and started singing.
"My boy lollipop, you make my hear go giddy up." Maggie laughed and joined in, making the popping noises when necessary.
"Alright go get the food, I'll get the sodas." Maggie told him, forgetting where she was. She hummed My Boy Lollipop as she got the drink and juggled them in her arms. She turned and waited for Pete, who was still singing, as he grabbed the candy.
"I guess you've replaced us, then." a small voice said from behind her. Maggie frowned and suddenly remember where she was. The DX. Soda and Steve worked her. And most of the gang came in to visit them after lunch. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, preparing for what was to come.
Maggie turned around, looking into the eyes of 5 members of the Tulsa gang. She could tell by the way Soda was standing that he had been the one to say it. As much as she tried to hide it, tears were filling her eyes.
"I-" she started, but stopped when her voice crack. She let out a nervous laugh and brushed away the tears.
"I told you once Sodapop," she told him taking a step towards him, "no gang could replace you guys." she finished, more tears spilling down.
Maggie walked up to Soda next and through her arms around him. All the memories of the times they used to talk together rushing through her mind.
"You take care of yourself Sodapop. Don't let no girls go to your head." Maggie told him as she squeezed him tightly. He squeezed her back and chuckled a little.
"You take care of yourself in big time New York. Don't let no gang replace us!" Soda told her as he kissed her on the forehead. Maggie smiled weakly.
"No gang could replace you guys." she said before she moved on to Pony.
Soda wrapped her in a tight hug, pulling her head into his chest. She let out a sob as she held onto him. Were things finally straitening out? Were things going to be ok again?
No.
Her mind had screamed at her. How could things be ok when Dallas was prancing around with a slut trying to make her jealous or feel sorry or whatever he was trying to do? And how could things be ok when she was starting to have feelings for a drug dealer slash gang leader? How could things be ok when she was still fighting with Darry?
She smiled sadly when Soda finally let go of her and continued to hug everyone in the gang.
"You mad?" she asked, when she came to Steve. He shrugged, his dark eyes not even looking at her.
"You have every right to be." she told him with a nod. "But just because your mad at me does not mean I'm not going to hug you." she told him. She hugged him, wrapping her arms around his waist. She smelled in his scent and closed her eyes.
"Oh, Maggie, where's mine?" someone said in a sing-song voice. Maggie turned around fire in her eyes.
"God damn you Dallas Winston, you ruin everything." she yelled, walking up to him and smacking him. She watched in satisfaction, as if in slow motion, as her hand came in contact with his cheek and sent it flying in the opposite direction. Her hand stung afterwards but she ignored it and continued to glare at Dallas.
Author's Note:
Do you guys think this chapter is too dramatic? Because if you do I can rewrite it. I was just wondering so let me know. Cause I don't want this turning into a Mary Sue or something.
