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STACY'S POV
It was just me and Dally at the house tonight. Two-bit and Tess begged me to let them stay together at his house tonight and after promising that he'd call before she went to sleep, which had to be the correct bed time, and call me in the morning I caved in. This was the first night I was away from my daughter and Lord did I miss her even though I knew Two-bit would take good care of her.
"Relax baby." Dally told me as he pulled me into his lap on the couch, wrapping his muscular arms around my little body.
I snuggled closer to him. "It just feels werid."
"What you need is a distraction." Dally says with one of his wicked grins.
I smiled back. "Like what?"
"Let's see." He then started kissing my neck. "Does this work?"
I giggled. "I don't know. It's not doing the trick."
I herd him chuckle. "How about this?" He then pulled my shirt down a little so he could kiss the back of my shoulder.
Lord did that feel good. "You're getting closer."
Dally smirked and undid the buttons of my shirt before turning me around in his arms so he cradled me. He then started kissing my chest. "How's this?"
I moaned. "Stacy likes."
"So does Dally." It coutinued like this for awhile until he sooned surprised me by picking me up and walking down the hall.
I laughed. "Where is Dally taking Stacy?"
He grinned. "It's a surprise."
He soon kicked open my bedroom door and threw me on the bed, making me laugh. Not long after though, he was on top of me and his tong was searching my mouth.
"Don't keep biting Stacy's lip." I some how manage to get out.
"Why not?" He asks.
"Because they'll swell up and then Stacy will have to say the bug returned." I tell him as I started biting at his neck.
"You know Dally's sad." He says as he attacks my neck as well.
"Why is Stacy's Dally sad?" I asked him, holding back a moan.
"Because Dally knows this is all that we are going to do." Dally says as he pulls away and looks me in the eyes. "Right?"
I thought about it for a moment. "I can't take the chance of getting pregnant again Dallas."
"I could use a condom." He says with the same look in his eyes he had the other night when he was trying to convince me to let him sleep with Tess and me.
I rolled my eyes. "They don't always work."
"We could take a chance. I'm a risky kind of guy." Dally says and I can't help but laugh.
"I don't know." I say as I thought about it.
"Come on baby." Dally tried again. "Tess isn't home and you're almost half way nude and I could strip in less then a minute."
I laughed. "You just don't give up, do you?
He laughed. "Of course not. I don't give up on anything."
"But trying to follow the law." I say and he rolled his eyes.
"That's because I never tried." He says. "So can we?"
I sighed. "You know I really don't think I'm ready?"
"What better time then now to do it since your baby ain't home? Besides, I could help you get ready." He says as he did the wave with his eye brows, making me laugh.
"God, you're starting to act like Two-bit." I laughed out.
He gave me a look. "Yeah just tell your boyfriend he looks like a dumb big kid who couldn't stop making wise cracks to save his life. Thanks baby."
I laughed. "Oh I'm so sorry Dallas."
He kissed my cheek. "I know how you can make it up to me."
I rolled my eyes. "I do to."
He grinned at me. "And how is that?"
I gave him my innocent look. "Stacy could..."
He grinned. "Stacy could?"
I smiled. "Stacy could..."
He smiled again. "Stacy could?"
I grinned. "Stacy could not kick Dallas in the groan."
He gave me an irritated look. "Dally thinks Stacy is a big tease."
I rolled my eyes. "And Stacy thinks Dally is just lust filled guy who only wants one thing from me or any girl."
"That's not true Stacy and you know it." He says. "I was just asking if we could."
I rolled my eyes. "You were begging."
He glared at me. "Whatever! I don't beg."
I glared at him. "Sure, whatever helps you sleep at night Dallas."
He got up from on top of me. "What the hell is your problem?"
"What's my problem? Oh I don't know maybe you're being a jackass." I tell him as I sit up and glared at him. To think I was gonna give in to him.
"Yeah and you're being a bitch." He says with that heated look in his eyes.
"Get out!" I yelled as I pointed to the door.
He glared at me.
"You herd me, get the hell out of my house if you're gonna be like this!" I yelled at him and he did as I ordered.
Only once I herd the front door slam shut did I allow myself to cry. I should have known he'd be like this. What do I see in the bastard? To think, I had the stupidity to say the other night I made the right choice saying yes to the sorry ass of an excuse for a human.
I took his ring off the chain of Donny's necklace and threw it against my door angerly before getting up to take a shower.
DALLY'S POV
I stormed out the house, not sure of where to go. I didn't feel like going to the Curtis' and Shepard would probably suspect something if I crashed at his house and I really didn't feel like having him bash my head in for getting in a fight with Stacy. I headed to my only other choice, Buck's. By the time I got there, the party was in full swing and the horrible country shit was blaring.
"Give me a beer." I tell Buck as I sat down.
"Well if it isn't Dally Winston. Haven't seen you in awhile, I figured you done got thrown in the cooler again." Buck says as he gave me my drink.
"Nahh, just been busy." I tell him.
"Hey Dally." I silently cursed when I herd her voice.
"What the fuck do you want Sylvia? I already had the misfortune of seeing you today." I told her as I glared at the tramp.
"What's with the attitude Winston?" She asks me in her cold voice.
"I don't have a habit of talking real politely to tramps, sorry." I told her sarcastically.
She glared at me before sitting in my lap. "You're so funny Dally."
I glared at her and went to push her away but her lips soon came roughly to mine and before I knew what was happening we were making out. As much as I want to stop her, I just couldn't. It felt good to kiss her again even though it shouldn't. She was soon pulled off of me and I look around in rage to see who stopped it. Just my fuckin' luck. Shepard is standing right infront of me with a look to kill.
"What the fuck do you think your doing Winston?" He asks me and before I can answer, he slams me against the wall.
"What the hell is your problem?" I asked Tim as his fist made contact with my jaw.
"You really think I'm about to let you get away with cheating on Stacy?" He says as the croud of people were now looking at us, waiting to see what happened next.
"Why the hell do you fuckin' care what I do?" I say I spit out blood before punching him dead in the face.
He grabbed me by the arm and twisted it behind my back before braking my nose. "I don't care what hell you fuckin' do as long as it doesn't have anything to do with Donny's kid sister."
The drunks seem to be taken back by that and were now really into what the hell was going on. I managed to get out of Shepard's grip and knocked him on the ground. "Our love life ain't none of your business. She ain't here and she don't have to know about this."
Shepard sent me a death glare. "You don't honestly believe that I won't run off and tell the poor kid this?
"If you don't I will." We all looked over to see Angela walking over to us. "The girl was foolish to trust scum like you. I knew I should have talked her out of it."
I glared at her. "I didn't cheat on her."
Angela slapped me in my face and I swear if her brother wasn't right here I'm sure I would have done something I probably would have regretted. "You lying little bastard! What do you call kissing another girl?"
I swore under my breath as I sent her a death glare. "She doesn't have to know about this. Besides, she was pissed already when I left."
"What the fuck did you do?" Tim asked me in his dangerous voice.
"Like I said earlier, our love life ain't none of you fuckin' business Shepard." I tell him.
"You're damn wrong you son of bitch! She's Donny's little sister and that means she's like mine and I swear to God if you hurt her -" Tim went on but I cut him off.
"Shut the fuck up Shepard." I yelled at him but he pushed me against the wall again only this time a picture fell on my head.
"What did you do?" Angela asks me as I swore under my breath and got the damn glass off of me.
"It ain't none of your business either." I barked at her.
"Well maybe I should pay her a little visit and get the details." Angela threatened.
"See if I care bitch." I yelled at her but couldn't help but feel dread at that. This was going to ruin everything I had with that girl and I knew she wasn't going to take me back. Fuckin' Sylvia!
STACY'S POV
"What?" I asked as I got the phone call from Angela. I had just got out the shower and done bawling about the jackass when the phone rang.
"I'm sorry honey." Angela says as I started to shake. Not from sadness or anything. No, from rage. "Are you OK?"
I started swearing. "To think I trusted that sorry son of a bitch! He's a fuckin' bastard and I should have known better!"
"What did y'all fight about?" Angela asks me.
"He wanted to fuckin' screw!" I tell her. "I was starting to cave in when he starts to act like a total jackass and then I told him to get the fuck out of my house. Forget the sorry ass."
"If it makes you feel any better Tim got him at Buck's." She offers.
That did make me smile a little. "Yeah that does help a little."
"It's going to be OK girl." She says. "You want to stay with me tonight?"
"I don't know." I tell her.
"Come on! We could talk trash about everyone and order pizza and eat ice cream all night!" She says and I could hear the smile on her face.
I smiled. "OK."
"We're about to leave now. I'll just have Tim swing by there and pick ya up." Angela says before we say bye.
I packed a bag of clothes so I could change in the morning and brung my toothbrush and makeup. Believe it or not, I never really did anything like this. I never really had friends to do this with. Elaine was always busy and my friends before I got pregnant had this solution to get high or stoned to forget it.
Pretty soon I herd a car horn and after locking the door, I walked out to the black car. "Hey." I say as I climbed in the back with Angela.
She smiled and hugged me. "I'm so sorry about all this."
I just shrug it off. "It's my fault. I should have never trusted that jackass. You think I would have learned my lesson with Cody."
"It'll be OK." She says as Tim turns up Elvis on the radio.
"I'll drop y'all two off at home first and then I'm taking Janet home." Tim says and then I noticed the dark haired tramp sitting in the front seat.
"That's fine." I say as we spead off towards his house.
"Are you coming home tonight?" Angela asks her brother.
"Not if I can help it." The tramp mutters.
"Hey bitch I ain't talkin' to you!" Angela snaps at her.
Janet glares at her but shut's up.
"Yeah probably." Tim says. "If not I'm sure Curly'll be there."
"Well that makes me feel better." Angela says sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.
"You two better cool it with each other." Tim tells her as he looks at her through the rear view mirror. "I'm sick of hearing all the fuckin' fighting."
"Well you probably want be home to hear it." Angela barks back.
"Angela." Tim warned.
"Well he fuckin' tries to own me! He always fuckin' asks me where I'm going everytime I open the front door!" Angela complains.
"That's because I treatened to kick his ass if he let you run off and go fuck some random guy." Tim says as we pulled up to the house.
Angela rolled her eyes. "I told you I wouldn't anymore. Gee, talk about the trust here."
"Just get out you two." Tim says. "I'll be home, I promise."
"Alright. Let's go Stacy." We then get out of the car and start to walk to the door.
"Hey Stacy." I looked back at Tim.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"You OK?" He actually looks worried.
"Peachy." I tell him before heading in with Angel. Like Tim had said, Curly was indeed home and was making Ramon noodles when we walked in the house.
"Hey." We called to him as I threw my stuff down on the couch.
"Hey." He greats back. "I herd about Winston. I'm sorry Stacy."
I smiled back. "It's OK."
"You already herd?" Angel asks him. "Man, word travels fast if it already got to Linkin's party."
"Well you know what they say, if you see one roach there's always a hundred more. Same with rumors." Curly says but then stops. "But that sorta doesn't really fit in with what you said."
Angela rolled her eyes. "You're so retarded Curly."
He rolled his eyes. "Shut up Angel."
"Don't do that!" She snaps at him as he drank out of the pot insted of getting a bowl to put it in or at least using a spoon.
Curly rolled his eyes as he turned the stove off. "I'm sorry mother!"
Angel rolled her eyes. "That's nasty Curly. Make sure when whoever turn it is to do the dishes washes that good."
"Such a drama queen." Curly says as he sits on the couch next to me. "Where's the kid?"
"She staying the night at Two-bit's." I tell him. "God do I miss her."
"I think I'd be jumping up and down if I had a kid and finally got a night off." Curly says as Angela phones for a pizza.
I laughed. "No you wouldn't. You'd miss them like crazy."
He just shook his head. "Hopefully I won't ever have to worry about that."
"You don't want kids?" I asked him.
He snorted. "Nope. All they do is whine and want shit."
"Yeah and we sure wouldn't want another Curly running around." Angela says with a smile on her face.
Curly glared at her and picked up one of the couch pillows and threw it at her, hitting her in the head. Of course Angel had to get back at him so she threw it back at him but that was pointless since he threw it right back. A smile came to her lips and even though I've only known her for a few days I knew that ment trouble. She opened the fridge and took out a can of Coolwhip and started spraying him.
"Watch it!" I yelled as she got some on me.
"That's it!" Curly says as he gets up, covered in white cream and goes to the freezer.
ANGELA'S POV
"What?"I ask as I hang the phone up after I'm done ordering. Once my back was turned, I felt something very cold run down the back of my shirt. I screamed as I turned to see Curly smirking evily with the vanilla ice cream in his arms. I ran to the freezer and got the chocolate as we started throwing the cold cream at one another. I soon felt Coolwhip hit me and turned to see Stacy had the can.
"You honstly exspect me to just watch while y'all have all the fun?" Stacy says as she got Curly. We were all throwing it at one another for what seemed like an hour when the pizza guy finally got here. I opened the door, covered in icecream and Coolwhip and payed the guy as I grabbed the two pizza's.
"Alright time-out!" I yelled as I set the boxes down on the table. "Let's eat!"
We all sat on the floor in the kitchen to eat since we knew Tim would murder us if we got this shit on the couch since it would leave a stain. You would think he wouldn't care, huh? I'm lucky I didn't get any on the couch when I was spraying Curly with whip cream.
"We got to get this cleaned up before Tim comes home." Curly says as we looked at the kitchen. It was covered in our mess and there was no doubt in my mind that we were gonna be dead soon. "Maybe he won't come home tonight."
"No he will. I sorta pitched a fit in the car because he said he might not." I say with regret. Hopefully he would take his time.
"Great going." Curly says as he rolls his eyes.
"Shut it." I snapped at him.
"Let's worry later and enjoy ourselves now." Stacy says as she took a huge bite out of her hamburger pizza. "This has been so much fun. Thanks for inviting me over."
I smiled. "No problem honey."
"It sure get's my mind off of Dallas." She says with a sad smile.
"You see, you can have fun without him." I tell her. "You know he's gonna be sorry in the morning."
She rolled her eyes. "Well he can be sorry all he wants but I ain't never taking him back."
I smiled. "Good."
"I'm going to wash up." Curly says as he takes his socks off to walk into the livingroom.
"Your brother isn't that bad." Stacy says one we herd the shower running.
I rolled my eyes. "Sometimes he is."
She smiled. "Every brother's bad sometime."
I couldn't help but smile. "I guess you're right."
Not long after, Curly came out and Stacy was about to go wash up when we herd a car pull up outside. We all looked at each other and had the same dreaded look on our faces.
"Curly go outside and distract Tim since you're clean while Angel and me clean up!" Stacy ordered him as we got to work fast.
CURLY'S POV
I went outside to see Tim getting out of his car and walking up the drive. "Hey Tim!"
"Hey." He greets back. "What are you doing out here?"
Think! "Oh I'm uh...just taking a look at the stars."
Tim raised a brow. "Have you been smokin' that shit again?"
"No, not at all big brother. I learned my lesson last time." I tell him thinking about all the painful bruises he left me when he caught Ricky James and me smokin' grass.
"What are you up to?" Tim asked me as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Nothing! I'm just admiring God's work on the solar system." I tell him praying Angel and Stacy would hurry the hell up.
"Curly." Tim says and I knew he was getting mad.
"Yes?" I asked him calmly.
"Did you let Angela out?" His voice was dangerous and it made me even more afraid of him.
"No, of course not." I tell him. "Stacy's over."
He looked me in the eyes, an easy way of knowing if I was lying or not. "Then what's the deal?"
"What do ya mean Tim?" I asked him, playing dumb.
He looked me over once more before trying to go around me and into the house. I back up against the door.
"Where are you going?" I asked him.
"Inside." He says as he gives me a glare.
"Why would you want to go in there? I mean, it's not that impressive looking." They better hurry the fuck up!
"Niether are you now move." Tim tells me.
I fake a hurt look. "Now that's just rude."
Tim rolled his eyes. "Get over it."
"You lower my self esteeme." I tell him making him roll his eyes once more.
"Someone needs to." He says as he tries to push me out of the way but I held on to the door nob with my right hand.
"Have you prayed today Tim?" I asked him, thinking of no other excuse.
He gave me a bewilder look. "Curly, what the fuck?"
"You know Donny always wanted us to pray everyday!" I tell him as I herd something fall.
"What's going on in there?" Tim asked as he too herd the noise.
"Don't try to change the subject!" I tell him. "You really should pray."
Tim gave me an annoyed look before grabbing the front of my shirt and pulling me behind him and walking on it. I ran in too and ducked under his arm to get infront of him, trapping him to the front door.
"You know I never noticed how tall you are Timothy." I say loudly so Stacy and Angela could hear.
Tim gave me another annoyed look. "Yeah well you want to see how strong I am too?" He threatened. "What the fuck is your problem kid?"
"Nothing, nothing at all!" I tell him as Stacy and Angela come out wearing trashbags over their clothes.
"What the hell?" Tim asks them as we also took in the baseball caps they had on to cover their messy hair.
"Hey Tim!" They said before running down the hall.
"Yeah well bye Tim!" I yelled as I soon joined them. I could hear Tim muttering how he was cursed with the strangest siblings in the world when I caught up with the two.
"What the fuck took so long?" I asked them as they took the bags off.
"Hey it was a big mess!" Angela yells at him. "Which you didn't have to clean up!"
"Well next time we can switch jobs because stalling Tim is harder than it looks!" I tell her as Stacy went into the bathroom.
"Curly! Angela! Get in here!" We herd Tim yell and we both shared a terror look.
"Did you get everything?" I asked her as she stripped and put her robe on. "Angela I don't want to see that!"
She rolled her eyes. "You should have turned away." She says as she puts the hood to her robe on to cover her hair. "Come on."
We slowly walked into the kitchen where Tim was leaning against the doorframe glaring at us. The kitchen looked clean so what could be the problem.
"What did y'all do?" Tim asked us as he sent us his death glare.
"Nothing." Angela says as she avoided his gaze.
"Oh really?" He asks as I sit on the couch.
"Why do you ask?" I asked him, looking anywhere but in his eyes. That was always a trick to get us to confess.
"Well for one the kitchen is spot less." Tim says as he looks us over.
"I thought it'd be nice to clean up." Angela says. "I have a friend over and I don't want it to look like a bunch of bums live here."
"She's already seen the house Angela." Tim says. "What did you two do?"
"Nothing!" We say at the same time.
"Then look me in the eyes." Tim says and niether Angela or I made a move to do so. "I knew it."
"The important thing is that it's clean now." I tell him. "Look at the time, I better be going to bed now."
"Me too!" Angela says as we made a move to get up.
"Don't move!" Tim barked at us. "You're not going anywhere intil I know what y'all did."
"What's it matter?" Angela asks him. "It's not like anyone's hurt or anything's broke."
"You two didn't fight at all?" Tim raises a brow.
"No." We say which was probably the truth. All we did was play fight basically.
Tim just gave us a look and Angela rolled her eyes as she gets up and sits in my lap, squeezing the life out of me.
"I did not fight with my dear brother. I thought about what you said earlier and we came to the agreement to stop all the none sence, right bro?" She asks as I hug her back.
"Of course baby sister." I say and knew right away this only made Tim even more suspecious.
"Hey." Stacy says as she comes back in fully dressed with some of Angel's pajamas on and her hair wet.
Tim gave her a look over. "Why are you wearing Angel's clothes?"
She just smiled back at him. "Because she told me her's were probably more comfortable then mine. You were right girl, these are warm."
Angela smiled and went along with it. "I told you."
"Do you like the kitchen?" Stacy asks. "We thought it'd be nice to walk home to the kitchen being clean."
"Yeah." Tim says as he looks her over. "Whatever you three did, don't let it happen again and don't let me find out." He then walks to him room.
We smiled at each other in victory.
"We won!" Stacy says with a grin.
"Yep." Angela says.
"No get off of me." I tell her as I push her off. "Gee, were you trying to choke me to death?"
She smiled. "Something like that."
STACY'S POV
It was around four when I woke up from one of my flashbacks. Insted of getting up out of Angel's warm comfy bed, I just lay there thinking about Dally. It's not even been a day yet and I miss the idiot like crazy.
You shouldn't have done this Stacy. You should have known it would end like this. I bet it was that tramp he saw at the bowling ally.
"Stacy, I ment it. I'm happy with you not her. Don't worry." Should have known not to believe that bullshit. I can't believe I trusted that jerk! I was so stupid!
Try as I may, I couldn't stop the tears that rolled down my face. God, why did I fall in love with him? Why couldn't I keep Tess and me to myself? I shiver as the cold breeze that I assumed came from Angel's airvent blew on my face. If only I could just fly away like the wind.
AN: I HAD TO SNEAK ON THIS MORNING TO WRITE THIS. I'M SICK, FOR SOME FORSAKEN REASON, AND AM SUPPOSE TO BE IN BED BUT THAT'S A FAT CHANCE OF THAT HAPPENING. MY PARENTS ARE AT WORK AND THE ONLY ONE HOME IS MY OLDER BROTHER AND HE'S ASLEEP SO HE CAN'T DO SQUAT ABOUT IT, LIKE I'D LISTEN TO HIM ANYWAY. I'LL TRY TO SNEAK BACK ON TO READ OTHER'S STORIES AND UPDATE AGAIN BUT IDK IF I'LL BE ABLE TO. PLZ REVIEW! Y'ALL ARE REALLY GOOD AT THAT! ;)