Disclaimer: I do not, and never will, own The Outsiders
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14. You Don't Always Get What You Want
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What had possessed him to ask her that?
Why was he ignoring everything that was telling him no?
That this was wrong.
That he was wrong
That there was no way Sam would, could, should ever love him.
But there was still that little voice that was telling him yes she did.
He'd chosen to listen to the little voice and now he was chasing after her in the dark and the rain.
He caught up to her quickly and grabbed her shoulder.
She stopped.
"Sam…"
"Why didn't you just listen to me? Why couldn't you have just left me alone?"
She was practically screaming at him.
He couldn't see her face with her back to him but he knew.
She was crying.
He had made her so angry she was crying.
"I'm sorry."
He wrapped his arms around her and refused to let go.
"Two-Bit… I…"
"Just listen Sam."
She nodded.
He took a breath still not letting her go, as if he was afraid he'd run again.
"I need just one thing from you. One thing."
She didn't move waiting for him to finish his request.
"Sam will you do it? Before I even ask I want you to say you'll do it."
She nodded.
"Just… just tell me don't love me and I'll never bother you again. No more questions or anything you don't want. Just tell me you don't love me so I can stop wondering."
He let her go.
She stood where she was perfectly still.
"You don't really want that."
He sighed.
"It doesn't matter what I want does it?"
"Why do you think that?"
"'Cause if it mattered we wouldn't be talking right now."
She turned around to look him in the eye, but he was looking somewhere else.
"Looks like someone found us."
He smiled. "Yeah, well Dal always did have crappy timing."
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"Need a lift?"
Sam silently climbed into the passenger's seat.
Dallas took a look between the two of them and decided things hadn't exactly gone according to plan.
He waited until Two-Bit had climbed into the back before he took off.
It was a long silent drive home.
With every one of wondering exactly what had gone wrong.
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That was until they passed the diner Sam had quit the day before.
"Dal stop the car."
"Why?"
"Dallas stop the car!"
Sam slammed the break causing the car to skid and squeal.
"What the hell was that about!"
She looked back over her shoulder for a split second before climbing out of the car despite Dal's yelling.
"I don't know if I'll be back. I might be gone soon. Bye Dal, you'll be fine."
She glanced behind her again and this time Two-Bit and Dal turned to see what she was looking at.
Then he saw them.
In the alley next to the diner was a group of Socs.
But there was a big one.
A tall blonde guy, with lots of muscles.
He screamed money.
He screamed perfection.
But the thing that he screamed next made the most sense.
"Sam? Sammy that is you!"
She flinched when he said 'Sammy'.
She walked away quickly not looking back at the car. Just pausing slightly before letting the Soc hug her.
"Who's that?"
Dal kept his eye on his cousin as they group of Socs swallowed her, but in a kind accepting way, not an angry threatening one
Two-Bit knew. He wished he didn't but it was stuck in his head.
The guy was Peter Kelly, he was trouble, and Sam was going to marry him, for one reason or another.