Title: I'm With You

Disclaimer: I own nothing! Only Baby!

Rating: PG-13 but has some(okay, a lot) of swearing in it.

A/N: I decided not to write a song-fic chapter. I just posted the "I'm With You" lyrics at the bottom.

THANKS FOR THE GREAT REVIEWS EVERYONE!!!! And to anyone who read this and actually liked it! Since most of you guys also liked the long ness then I'll try to leave it that way, or at least try.





I ran as fast as I could, I knew they weren't behind me though. The rain was hitting me hard and I soon start panting, breathing through my mouth...

Coming into view of the park, I didn't know where I wanted to go exactly and frankly, I didn't care either.

I couldn't believe my father had picked "her" instead of his own daughter. I felt like everything was so fucked up, even though it's never been quit "normal". I'm not saying I have a unique life..….at all but nothing ever seems to be going just right, I was starting to think nothing could ever go "Just Right".

My walking slowed down, and I hugged my jacket tighter against me, trying to fight the chill of the mid-spring weather. I glanced up at the darkening sky, debating whether I was going to go home tonight or not.


I saw couples go by, holding hands and sharing an umbrella. They gave me curious glances. I stopped when I made it on this bridge; I looked down at the pond. My reflection blurring every time raindrops hit it.

Leaning against the wooden railing, I let a sigh be exceeded from my lungs, "Baby, you really did it this time," I said to myself.

Really feeling like I hit rock bottom, I did what I hated most, cry. I always tried to be strong and keep my emotions bottled up but of course look where that got me once....…


I wasn't strong, I knew that. I accepted it but I never went down without a fight, a lame one, but still a fight.

Maybe I had overreacted. But the weird thing was that I had stopped crying over the whole car thing a while ago. This didn't have anything to do with my fuckin' car or me getting a job to pay for it.

This had to do with how things were going. How my father still doesn't trust me, how he thinks that I'm just another "Confused Teenager"..……..No,no,no…….Correction "A Confused Suicidal Teenager".

That was probably why he always calls Dr. Summers to schedule appointments as soon as possible.

I didn't want to kill myself, I didn't want to die. I just didn't, I haven't seen enough, I haven't done enough "Stupid Childish" things like my dad had put it once. I still hadn't done things just for the fun of it.

Maybe that was why I was always attracted to these ex-convicts or something. The kind of person who would go into a bar and start a fight, just for the rush of it.

Dally was probably like that.......

Shaking my head, I kicked my shoe a bit on the pavement.

I didn't have many people who really loved me, just my dad. And yet I can't stand being around him most of the time. Half my life he was even there….

I was starting to think there was something between him and my shrink.

I shuttered slightly in spite of myself, "The hell there is" I muttered. There was no way in hell I was going accept that.

Ok, I was being selfish but...….Oh well!! God, how I would have ran away from home so many times if I had to wake up every morning and see "Her" there.

I wondered what they were doing now; probably planning on what they were going to say and do when I came back.

They knew I would come back sooner or later.

I've never tried to run away…Actually, that's not completely true, I did once but got too tired waiting at the Bus station to the next town after an hour or two, I just left home and decided to deal with my mother's drunken fights.

Hey! I was only 12 at the time.

I was most likely going to end up sick tomorrow from standing here in the rain for so long.

But I didn't want to go home just yet............



DALLY'S POV


The car started to rumble and make some weird noises. I banged on the fender "Oh no, this shit is not going to stop now!" I cursed, loudly

I swear. A car is like a woman. You say the wrong thing and they won't give you the goods.........

"Piece of crap" I muttered, remembering Baby's Words. I wondered why the hell she left so fast?

The engine soon died out and the car-as I had expected-stopped, abruptly

I sighed loudly and got out into the rain once more. Fuck, I was just starting to get dry.

I decided to leave the wreck there, "Who the hell is going to steal this thing?" I thought as I kicked the tire, the metal plate that was on it, fell off and rolled away.

"Tssk" I huffed.

I began to walk away, I could just get another ride, I didn't care that as much as I had put off.

Maybe I really did talk too much shit to Baby about it.…….

I kicked some rocks on the gravel with my boot and flipped the collar of my brown leather jacket up. I then jammed my hands into my pockets and started to walk faster.

I wasn't sure where I was going. Buck was probably just a couple of blocks over, or I could crash at the Curtis's tonight.

To my surprise, I found myself near the park. "What the hell?" I said out loud as I turned back, and looked around.

I could hardly see with the rain, but I guess I could just cut through here and end up right on the Gang's street.

I noticed this guy holding a newspaper on his head and a brief case in the other, coming my way. He seemed to be in a hurry.

I guess he was in a hurry since he fuckin' BUMPED INTO DALLAS WINSTON!!!!!!!

"Watch it!" I warned fiercely. I could see him roll his eyes but when he turned to face me, his expression fell. Damn straight! He should be afraid!

"Sssorry" He quickly apologized.

"Whatever but next time I won't be so nice........." I replied, walking away.

People like that are the kind who grew up in a nice neighborhood, with parents who spoiled them rotten, and went to school where they graduated and now have a super-model looking wife with two or three pesky kids.

I shook my head and laughed cruelly.

"Lucky bastards" I muttered coldly.

I was never going to be one of those ass-holes. I wasn't rich and my old man didn't give a shit about me.

I dropped out of school because it's not worth it! They teach you useless crap anyway.

Not that I'm a bum or anything like Two-Bit, I mean I still Jockey at the Slash J sometimes.

And it wasn't like I was one of those loner types either. I use to get in fights back in New York for practically nothing, but now..…Now every time I'm in a rumble, it's for a purpose, and sometimes that purpose are my friends.

Johnny Cade is like my little brother. And as much as I hate to admit, the guys are like bro's to me too.

They might be fuckin' idiots but they get me through things, like outta' jail and outta' places quickly after robbing a store or something. They've done a bunch of other stuff for me as well but I'm not the kind of Greaser who gets into that mushy crap.

I had my share in girls. I had many actually.

The longest was probably Sylvia but she was a two-timin' bitch anyway.

She left me for some bag-boy who worked at the Supermarket……....Oooo……..Bag Boy....Next James Dean for fuckin' sure!

I suddenly wanted a cigarette.….. Badly.



Taking out my lighter and pack of Kools, I tried lighting the cigarette while it was plopped in my mouth but the damn rain kept putting it out. I looked around to find somewhere I could stand under and take a drag for a while.

Finding this place below the tree, it was like a Gazebo or some shit like that. I ran towards it and hopped onto the platform of the small place.

I took out another cigarette and put it in my mouth but right as I was going to light it, something caught my eye.

I squinted my eyes slightly and soon made out this figure standing on the bridge across from where I was. It was a girl and she just kept staring down at the pond, the rain hitting her and yet she didn't flinch or anything, just stood there. Like a zombie, but that was my opinion.

It didn't take long before I realized who it was.

I shook my head with a smirk. I was bored…and I liked the way she glared at me when I annoyed her.

Taking one glance up at the sky, I jumped off the Gazebo.

I ran up towards the little path that led to the bridge, I saw Baby still standing there.

"……Not you again" I suddenly said, with a grin.

She quickly turned and the glare I knew was coming appeared instantly.

"Oh, this can't be happening!!" She muttered frustrated to herself.

"Well, I guess you're just blessed or something" I replied still grinning.

"……Blessed is the last thing I am" She responded, sighing and leaning back on the rail.

For the first time I noticed her eyes were red and puffy.

She had been crying.……


".…..What's wrong?" I suddenly asked, and I think I took her off-guard.

"Nothing....Nothings wrong, why do you care? Like you give a damn about me" She quickly answered.

The rain was starting to die down, and now it was just some drizzle hitting us

"Your not completely wrong" I admitted "But you've been crying…...And I'm just curious" I said with a raised eyebrow.

I moved closer to her. And she backed away

"Oh, How sweet!! Thanks for caring" There was that fuckin' sarcastic tone in her voice again.

I clenched my teeth "Look, I just thought....."

She cut me off and got closer to now.

"What!? What did you "just think"…That you could come here and give me some advice!….Say "It's going to be alright, now pay up!"…...No, wait!…..You said you were just curious….No, you would just want to make a fool of me if I actually told you what was wrong?' Aw, poor Baby to uptight and immature!' She can't even deal with a simple fuckin' problem!!.."

She was crying now, yelling, and her face was all red but I knew she was really upset over something.


I stared at her, letting her keep insulting me.

"...So, what were you "Just Thinking", Dallas Winston?? Because you obviously didn't think too much on this!"

She finished, looking down at her feet and wiping her tears hurriedly.

"Everyone goes through problems, Baby..." I started slowly.

She gazed up at me "But you just can't stand around here until they're gone either" I added.

"I'm not, It's just....You don't understand, Dally" She replied, and for the first time she said my name without calling me "bastard" or "Ass- hole" at the end of it.

"Then let me understand," I replied with a shrug as I sat up on the rail. The rain practically gone now.

She sat next to me "How do I know that your not just bluffing and once I spill your going to laugh your ass off?" She asked, staring at me with a cautious expression.

"Scouts honor" I promised, holding up my hand.

"You were a Scout?" She asked, with her eyebrow cocked.

"Oh no…..I just use to chase them down the street when those little bastards came door to door to sell cookies.…..I stole one of them's badge, you know.." I replied, while I took out my cigarette again and lit it.

"That's cruel…..yet somehow funny" She said, with a sudden laugh.

I smirked "Want one?" I offered holding up the open pack of Kools to her.

She shook her head "Nah, no thanks"

"Don't tell me you're one of those broads who think cigarettes are bad and can kill ya!" I exclaimed.

"Well, they can….But hell no." She replied calmly.

"Than why don't you take one?" I offered again.

"You're the devil, you know that" her icy expression soon turned into a soft one, with a smile.

"I know," I enquired with a grin as she took a cigarette from me.

She raised it up to her lips and I extended my hand out, and lit it for her.

I guess I was wrong about her once more, I thought she was going to start coughing hysterically but instead she took a drag and sat there like nothing.

"What?" She asked, noticing me still staring at her.

"Nothing….....It's just we've gone more than five minutes now without going at each other's throats" I replied.

"You're right," She said, bringing the cancer stick back up to her lips.

She had nice lips, I had to admit that.


"So, I'm still waiting……." I said.

She looked down at her lap and shook her head "I like what we're doing now, for a moment there I forgot about my dad, I don't really feel like talking about it anymore"

"Your old man freaked about the car, didn't he?" I asked.

She laughed, but it wasn't a warm one, it was more like a "Life's so fucked up you just got to laugh" kind of one, and I should know! I've laughed like that often

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BABY'S POV


" .……Wanted me to get a job to pay for the repairs" I told him, truthfully. I liked being here, with Dally, even though hours ago I'd probably still want to strangle him.

"Is that why you....?" He trailed off but I knew what he meant.

I shook my head "No, that I could be fine with but…….you're probably going to think this is useless but I have no time, he said that I was going to drop out of Track if I had no time.…...And……Well, he knows I need the scholarship…...I could of gotten off easy but that Bitch had to put her two- fuckin' cents in...." I realized I was babbling right now, and I clutched my cigarette tighter.

Dally noticed "Woah, your really riled up about this, aren't you?" He said, looking at me with both of his eyebrows arched.

I looked up at him, "I guess" I mumbled.

"So, who's the bitch?" He asked, taking another drag from his cigarette. Those things could be so addictive, but oddly I never really smoked too much. Use too, to "fit in" back in New York but after a whole year of Health Class, you ask me if I want a cigarette again after that..….

I still smoked sometimes; just when I really didn't care about my health at the moment, like this one at the moment.

Wait……He was asking about the bitch!!!!!!!

'Way to go Baby'! I scolded myself in my thoughts.

"Bitch… What Bitch?....I call everyone bitch.." I stammered nervously

"Look…. Hey, you…. You're a bitch!!" I hollered to this elderly couple passing by. Oh god, I should really just go up to the mountains and live under a rock for the rest of my life..…..

To my surprise, Dally burst out laughing, "You're crazy, you know that, right?" He said shaking his head.

"Been told that pretty much since I could remember….." I replied, Soon I laughed as well.

I think I had handled that situation pretty well…….Okay, maybe not but he wasn't asking about Dr. Summers anymore.


"...Wanna get out of here?" He suddenly asked me.

I raised an eyebrow again "And where are we going to go?" I asked.

He shrugged "I don't know but all these fuckin' couples walking by, are really annoying the hell out of me" He said glaring with his blue eyes at the people coming by.

I noticed it as well and laughed a little, I thought about his proposal.

Fuck it, who cared if I was going to be home late. If I know my dad and I should! He's probably going to lay off of me until tomorrow morning…..

"Why not... Sure, whatever" I answered. I noticed that I wasn't acting like a love-struck idiot when I was around Dally anymore, I don't actually know how to explain it, but I just felt comfortable now. At least I wasn't constantly beating myself up inside and asking "When's he going to kiss me.….Oh my god, he's leaning in a little…….Oh no, he's just reaching for a beer…."


Dallas smirked and got off the railing, He tossed his cigarette into the pond.

"Hey, theirs little ducklings in there!" I argued.

"They're plastic, Baby…...Like Tulsa Park would actually be so great as in buying real ducks for there crappy pond" He replied, shaking his head

I just looked back down at the water. I saw these little cute ducks swimming in the small pond, they were unusually yellow and I noticed they were still in the same exact spot since when I got there.

I laughed at my mistake "You're right.…...Frauds" I muttered and threw my cigarette into the water as well.

Right as I was about to hop off the railing, Dally took me by the waist and helped me down.

"Uh. . thanks" I said. Hey!! It was the only thing I could think of!

"No Prob" He answered back.

I looked to my side and suddenly saw an officer walking towards us. He had a suspicious look on his hard face.



"Oh-oh…...Here comes trouble" I whispered to Dally.

He looked back and sighed nosily "Fuck." I heard him swear.

"What are you kid's doing here at this time?" The officer asked as he approached us.

"We're not kids" Dally shot back.

"Uh….nothing, officer. Just taking a walk," I quickly answered as I put on my stale "everything's A-OK" smile.

I sure as hell wasn't going to end up in the slammer tonight!!!

"Well, take a walk somewhere else" I heard him say

I nodded, "We can walk anywhere we want" Dallas piped in.


"Oh you could, young man?.…..How about taking one with me..…To the car?"

I noticed Dally clench his fists; he was about to say something else when I put my hand on his chest.

"Dally, please, I really don't want to get into fuckin' trouble with the fuzz tonight" I whispered, getting a little mad and agitated.

He looked down at me, then back at the officer.

"Sorry about that…….Sir..….Love to take you up on that offer, but my…....lady here wants to go home.." He got closer to the police man.

"You know how it is, When she wants something, she gets it…....If you know what I mean.…..hopefully" I heard Dallas say to the officer.

My mouth fell, ASS-HOLE! I thought

"You two love birds been' dating long?" The guy asked, with a perverted smile as he chuckled.

"HELL N-"I started and Dally quickly clamped a hand over my mouth.

"Aw, sweetie, Keep your Turrets down…...." He kissed my cheek "Two years" He replied looking back up at the officer.

I kept swearing now but Dallas still had his hand over my mouth, so my words came out muffled.

"Oh, poor thing…...I'll let you two off this time, but next time I won't let it slip so easily" He said with a warning tone.

Dally smiled cruelly "Thank you officer," he said.

The guy nodded and started to walk away.

I pushed Dally off "What the hell is wrong with you!!?" I yelled.

"I was just acting, so the fucker would let us off" He replied laughing.

"Don' t do that again!"

"...Come on, lets go before he sees us" He said taking my hand and walking fast now.

"Why? You heard what he said,..." I answered, confused.

"I don't think he's going to let us off easy when he finds out that his wallet is missing….." Dally responded with a grin, he glanced back at me.

I stopped, "You didn't!?…...Tell me you didn't just pick-pocket the fuzz!" I said, looking at the Greaser as if he were mental.


Dallas just laughed, he took out this black wallet out of his jacket and opened it "Names Jamie Miller" He said reading the guys name out loud "What kind of girly name is Jamie anyway?" He asked looking up at me.

I shook my head "...You're crazy" I told him, I knew we'd probably get into A LOT of trouble if they caught us but I found this all too funny and unbelievable.

"Two peas in a pod" He replied with a grin.

I grinned back. We stood there staring at each other, Blue eyes to Brown ones. He began to get closer to me. He put two fingers up to my chin and raising it, he leaned in……

 Our lips barely locked when we heard a sudden "YOU PUNK KIDS STOLE MY WALLET! GET BACK HERE!!"

I quickly turned and saw Jamie Miller running around a few feet away from us.

"Let's get outta here," Dally said as he grabbed my hand once more and we started running.



I didn't know where we were going....

But what I did know was that something interesting was going to happen….….At least I thought so.


A/N: Hope you like it.



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