~Chapter 3~ Hiya!! Here's chapter 3! You know who and who I don't own!! Review please and please review on some of my other stories..they don't get read anymore!! Lol!! Anywho review! Sorry its taken me so long to write this…well update it I mean but yeah!! Lol!!
Dallas Winston stumbled out the door and into a dark alley, ignoring the looks he kept getting from some girls standing around the exit. He glanced around the alley, looking for something, but not quite sure of what he was looking for. The alley had big brick walls all around it and a couple dumpsters pushed toward the back. It was also very dark, for as he could see nothing, only a slight figure up ahead of him. Maybe that's what he was looking for. Whatever that figure was. He sighed, contemplating whether he should follow it or not.
After a while of just standing there, doing nothing he saw the figure turn a corner and vanish out of sight. That's when he decided to pursue it. Taking one step after another he felt his heart beat go up a rate everytime he took one. What was this feeling? He had never felt like this before. Was it possible that the great Dallas Winston was afraid? He quickly pushed that thought out of his mind and tried to ignore the pressure building up inside of him. What was he afraid of, if in fact he was afraid.
He followed the figure until it came to a stop up against a dead end and kneeled down against the wall and just sat there. That's when his eye layed upon the figure of a shaking girl, who looked as if she was about to cry. This girl ran her hands up and down her arms, feeling the bruises that were invisible to Dally.
She looked up to Dally and muttered a quiet curse word when she saw that it was a guy. A guy had given her these bruises that pierced her body with pain. And to think this guy that did it to her had been one of her regulars, but no, just because she refused to give him some once he went and hit her a numerous of times.
Dally bent down, unsure of what he was doing. Then he released his arm from its tensed position and slid it around the girls slender waist. She looked over to him and tried to move away. "Hey." Dally suddenly heard himself speak the only words that could come to mind. Hey…he thought..Why did I say such a stupid word..? This was the first time Dally was speechless and couldn't come upon a word to express his feelings.
"Please don't be afraid," he muttered in almost a whisper, sure not to let any tough greaser such as Tim Shepard to hear him say please. The girl just gave him a side glance and put her head down, closing her eyes. All she wanted to do right now was sleep and this 'strange' guy seemed friendly enough.
Dally sat there, dumbfounded as the girl's head fell on his shoulder and before he knew it he could hear a light breathing sound. What the hell? He figured and, he himself fell asleep right out there in the middle of an alley too. Just like sleeping at home, right?
The night passed with no hoods or Socs bothering Dally or the girl.
"Ahhhggg…" Dally reached his hands up in the air to stretch, and hit a brick wall. That woke him up pretty quickly. He glanced at the girl and then to the sides of him. What was he doing in an alley? And who was this blonde chick next to him? He shook her lightly while smiling at her sparkling eyes and little yawn as she streched.
"Huh?" She asked in a whisper. "Where am I? And who are you." She shoved Dally away and looked at her torn shirt that now revealed her tanned stomach. It had bruises all over it, along with her arms and legs.
"Shh. It's ok. It's ok. I won't hurt you." He stuck out his hand waiting for the girl to shake it. "The name's Dallas Winston, you can call me Dally though." He then put his hand down since she was obviously frightened, backing away from him.
"Uhh..Umm..I'm Carly…" She stuttered a little and just frowned at Dally, who was looking at her puzzled. Why she even told him her name she didn't know. He was just like everyone else who only wanted her for her looks.
"Carly." Dally said in almost a command. She looked at him, waiting for him to say more. "What's wrong?" She just shook her head as if to say why should I tell a no good greaser like you. Although she had no room to talk, it looked to Dallas that she was a greaser as well as some kind of prostitute or hooker. He wasn't sure that she was a hooker or prostitute though, it was just a mere assumption. "Did someone do this to you?" Dally ran his hand over her cheek where there was a big bruise.
"Maybe." Carly muttered quietly. She was never so easy as to open up to people. Why was she opening up to Dally? Especially since she had just met the guy. Maybe it was because she needed to talk to someone about her jerky customer who did this to her.
"Look, if someone did this why don't you just tell me who and I can go kick their ass." Dally didn't know why he even said that, because he didn't even know the girl. "Nobody should beat on a girl like you. I mean you're perfect. You're beautiful and you seem sweet enough to me. So what do you say that I take you to my friend's place and we can fix those bruises up. My friend won't mind." He stood up and helped Carly up.
Dally shot straight up out of his bed, the one that he actually got to sleep in for once because his dad was out of town. Every night he had the dream of how he met Carly. Every single night that went by he had that dream. It never failed. And everytime he always woke up in a cold sweat.
"I better not start being like that kid." Dally muttered to himself, talking about Ponyboy and how he always kept Sodapop up at night. Well…it was nice when I met Carly, Dally thought to himself.
After pulling Carly up off the ground he wrapped his arm around Carly's shoulders and started to walk toward Darry's house. That was the first time that he had actually ever thought of it as Darry's house. Normally he would think of it as the Curtis's. But now he needed some 'parental' advice on what to do about Carly so he needed to talk to Darry. Dally's solution was simple, beat the guy's head in, but he was pretty sure that Carly wouldn't approve of that. Not that he cared whether he was approved by her or not.
"Carly, just tell me what the hell happened to you! I mean I know we just met and all that shit but I want to know what bastard beat you up." Dally already felt connected to Carly and he didn't know why. But he did.
"Look Dally, just forget about it. Please. Its nothing. Stuff like this happens to me all the time, it was just worse this time," she lied.
Dally just shrugged his shoulders and walked in the Curtis door, seeing as they were already at the house. "Hey guys! Rise in shine!" He yelled through the house and only got a piece of cake thrown at him. "Soda!" Dally wiped the cake off of his face and started to slug Soda jokingly. "This is Carly." He pointed to Carly. "Where's Darry?"
"He went to work already." That was the only answer Dally got.
"Um. Dally, I'm just gonna uh..go. I'll see you around. Maybe. Bye Dally. Bye." She waved to Soda and Dally and walked out the door.
"And to think that I thought that was going to be the last time I saw her." Dally brought himself back to reality and just shook his head with a sly smirk.
A/N~ I know that sucked!! Sorry!! It was the only think I could come up with..and it was just a filler cuz I don't wanna move the story to fast so I have to add little extra chapters!! Anywho please review!! Thanks!