Hey, guys how's it going? I hope you're doing well.
So I was thinking about writing a one-shot about the gang being stuck together during a blizzard, and also some good things happening to him because I've been a real bitch to him in this story. Is that something you guys would be interested in?
Anyways, please enjoy
"Sylvia!?" He exclaimed loudly, feeling fury bubble up in him once again. "How did you get in here?" He demanded.
"Thanks for noticing me." An extremely familiar voice called, and Dally rose a brow.
"Two-Bit?" He demanded, but in a softer tone than he had used with Sylvia.
"The one and only." The greaser responded, taking a long sip of the beer can that was sitting in front of him. He noticed the cold, blunt tone, but decided not to mention it. In all honesty Two-Bit had every right to be angry with him, we had gotten into a fight with Johnny, and on top of that hadn't shown his face to anyone in the gang in a couple of months.
Sylvia rolled her eyes at this comment, but a playful smirk was on her face. That's what Dally liked about her, no matter how tense or anxiety-inducing the situation was she could get through it with that evil smirk of hers, including dealing with him.
"Where've you been, man?" Two-Bit asked like it was nothing. Dally's eyes narrowed at this in a suspicious sort of way. Sure Two-Bit wasn't the most dramatic of people, but it was unnerving for him to seem so careless.
Sylvia jumped up suddenly, startling him a bit. She moved in an unpredictable sort of way, like how a snake would slither and suddenly dart after it's prey, disturbing everything around her.
"Come for a walk with me." She commanded, walking quickly to the door. Dallas folded his arms across his chest stubbornly, rooted to where he was.
"No." He called, and she halted, slowly turning to look at him.
"Dallas." She hissed in a dangerous way, but there was something else in her voice. The way she said his name was laced with disappointment, and her eyes, usually mischievous and bright were clouded over with another emotion, one that he couldn't place.
"No." He repeated, daring her to say anything else. "I'm not going anywhere with you, and there's a thunderstorm outside, we're really going to go for a walk in that?" Dallas demanded, and Sylvia's eyes narrowed. He could feel an argument forming, and he wondered if he was sober enough to dodge if she started throwing stuff.
Sylvia's eyes dulled for a moment, before lighting up again, an idea creating a spark.
"Are you too much of a little bitch to handle some thunder?" She asked casually, pretending to observe one of her fingernails. And even though he knew the comment was to get him angry enough to go with her he still reacted to it, doing exactly what she wanted him to do.
His cheeks tinted scarlet at the question, a physical sign that he cared, and Sylvia smirked in a silent victory, holding the door open as Dally stormed past her out said door. The blond greaser girl looked at Two-Bit who watched his friend go with a worried look on his face, something that Sylvia sighed at. She mouthed to him that they would be back soon, before slamming the door behind her as they left.
"Man, you are wasted," Sylvia commented, as he stumbled down the uneven sidewalk. He growled at this but made no further comment concentrating on keeping his balance.
Sylvia who had been walking in front of him stopped suddenly, turning to look at him. The two of them stood in the middle of the sidewalk, the rain pouring down on them in sheets. Sylvia's hair, which was usually in bouncy ringlets hung limply in a tangled mess, clinging to her face and neck. Her makeup was smeared, and her eyes wild.
"So what's the deal for dragging me out here?" Dally demanded, and he could feel his own blond locks being matted down, as he was drenched within seconds. His clothes hung damply, and he shivered suddenly feeling very small compared to the storm.
"To get you out that bar and thinking straight for once!" Sylvia snapped, her voice laced with venom. Then she sighed, a gentle and sympathetic sound that replaced her angry tone, like water putting out a fire.
"Listen, you know that little group you hang around with, Mathews and them?" Sylvia asked, not waiting for him to answer. "You gotta go back to them, Dal." She said softly.
There was a long pause, and for a moment the pounding of the rain and the rumble of the thunder stopped, as the world stood at a standstill.
"Why should I?" Dally finally said, careful to keep his voice cold and emotionless.
"Because it's slowly tearing them apart." She argued. "You know that little kid, the one who follows you around? He begged me to tell him where you were." Dally's eyes widened at this.
"Johnny?" He demanded, and suddenly the world felt hazy and he wondered if he would pass out. Johnny always seemed terrified of Sylvia, the only reason he seemed to tolerate her was because of her connection with him. Oh man, if Johnny talked to her he must have been really upset, Dally thought to himself, the guilt returning to him.
He shook his head, trying to get rid of the feelings once again. He fought to make them go away, but the sadness and anger and guilt continued to swirl inside him like a tornado.
"Yeah, who do you think sent me here?" Sylvia continued, rolling her eyes. "He said he thought I was the only one who could knock some sense into you." Then her eyes locked on his.
She observed his features for a moment and he wondered if the emotions showed on there as well. At first, he thought she was going to say something about it, but seemed to stop herself. Instead, she leaned forward until the side of her face was against his, and she felt her cold lips right near his ear.
And even though it was cold and rough he leaned into the touch. It was comforting, even if he knew she was just doing it because she felt bad for him. She pulled back, chewing on her lip for a moment before turning.
"C'mon, let's go back to Buck's." She said, using the commanding angry voice once again. Dallas stood for a moment listening to the rain pound against his skull, before hastily following her.
Oh boy, Johnnycake sent Sylvia to bring Dal back, I wonder what he'll do.
I hope you enjoyed and please review