~Chapter 22~ Hey everyone! Whats up!? Nmh!! I'm writing chapter 22! Yay for me!! If any of you guys are wondering why I haven't updated any of my other stories, its cuz I wanna finish this one first so yeah! Umm..I don't own anyone 'cept Daphne, Carmen, Riley…and anyone else that my head makes up! Ok..on with the story now! Oh yeah, thanks for all the reviews!
(****Riley's POV****)
I stood there with no shirt or bra on and I was liplocked with Dallas Winston. The first thought that came to my mind was, 'Oh my god, Dally's making out with me.' I pushed him away after a few minutes. He looked a little taken back. "Whats wrong, Riley?" He asked me.
I shrugged. "Soda…" That was all I said and I more or less whispered it then said it.
"Riley!" Dallas screamed at me. "Soda is an asshole! He cheated on Sandy with you and then he cheated on you with Sandy! Forget about him!" I thought for a moment and anger rushed through my blood. Soda did cheat on Sandy and then he cheated on me. He was a lousy, no good hood, who wouldn't know love when it bit him in the ass (Lol..that sounds corny but yeah..sorry..it was the only thing I could come up with!). I grabbed Dally's bottle of beer off the ground and chugged it. It was soon gone and Dally was grinning at me.
"You're right, Soda's an asshole." I couldn't believe those words came out of my mouth, but they did. I was drunk, way drunk. I told Dally that I wanted to leave and he grabbed my shirt and bra and handed them to me. "Thanks," I muttered. "I don't feel like going home."
"You can stay at my place?" Dallas grinned and I wondered what he was thinking, but soon enough I found out. I slipped my bra and shirt on and we started walking toward Dally's place.
"Ok." I finally answered him. "I'll stay at your place." I stumbled over nothing and felt a sharp pain shoot through my ankle for like the hundreth time that night. "Dallas," I said, slurring my words. "Why do you drink and get drunk? You do know that its bad for you, right?" He looked at me sheepishly.
"And what do you think you are right now? Sober?" He laughed. "Your drunk, babe!"
"I'm not drunk! I can't get drunk..I don't even drink!" I said this eventhough I knew I was drunk. Then I fell, or stumbled (whatever you want to call it) into Dally and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
"Just take it easy until we get to my place, then you can go to bed or whatever." I didn't know what he was talking about.
When we got to his place his dad wasn't home, thank god. I don't think his dad gave a damn about him and I don't think Dally really cared either. Dally carried me into his room and layed me on the bed then he layed down next to me.
I soon found myself talking to Dally about anything and everything. "Dally, whats it like to be a greaser?" He grinned at me, like he knew I was only asking these questions because I was totally wasted.
"Fun. You get to steal stuff and get drunk and hang with your buddies. Yeah right, fun! If I told you the truth it'd make you sick." I pondered that and then Dally went on. "Like you would want to know anyway, you're a perfect little Soc." He stopped. "Whats it like to be a Soc?"
"Not much. I mean its not all fun and games like you guys think it is. Dally," tears started to well up in my eyes. "We have problems too. Whats it take to get you guys to believe that Socs have problems too?" Dally shrugged.
"Well just think about it! You guys have money and you guys get all the breaks. We don't. See you guys don't have problems compared to us! Damnit Riley, if I had problems like your so called ones I would be estatic! You think its fun to go around and have these rich bastards look down on you!? Well its not!" My mouth dropped open. I had never seen or heard Dally complain about being a greaser. If he ever even talked about being a greaser it was to brag about his police records.
" Kiss me Dal." I don't know why I said that but it just came out of my mouth like I was asking a friend to borrow a pencil. I soon found us making out and having fun. We made out for about ten minutes. "Hey! Dallas! What the hell are you doing?" This came out more as a scream then a question.
Dally had my arms pinned behind me and he was moving his hands up my back. "Shh, I won't have to fuckin hurt you if you be quiet." I gave in and didn't resist Dally. In fact I found my self smiling with pleasure as Dally slowly started to pull my skirt off. He kept kissing me and I found myself kissing him too as I removed his boxers. He had unpinned my arms when I quit resisting.
I lost myself in Dally and forgot about all of my problems for awhile. I smiled at him intently when we got done..umm..fooling around (LOL! Sorry that was the only thing I could think of..actually the only other thing I could think of was fucking..but yeah! I'm just gonna shut up and be quiet now!) "Oh Dally, that was great." He grinned at me.
"You know it baby." I leaned in and kissed him and then I soon fell asleep, right next to him.
I slept the night soundless and when I woke up my head was aching, my ankle was aching and the rest of my body was aching. Dally was no where in sight when I glanced around. Slowly, stumbling over my clothes from the night I grabbed my panties and bra and put them on. Then I went into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. This was definitely a hangover.
After staying in the bathroom with my head in the toilet for about twenty minutes I came out. Dally was sitting on the couch drinking a beer. "Hey, Riley." He grinned at me and handed me the beer that was sitting next to his. I shook my head no and pushed it away. "We had a lot of fun last night, didn't we?" Dally asked me.
I tried to remember the night before but I couldn't remember what happened. "What happened last night, Dallas?" When he got that dangerous look in his eyes, I groaned, because I knew what was coming. "Oh god, please tell me we didn't."
Dally nodded his head. "You forgot! Damnit, you forgot your first fuckin time! I fucked you Riley!" He looked angry and I burst into tears. I couldn't believe I did it with Dally, of all people, Dally. I liked him but I didn't want to have sex with him.
"Dallas!" I cried. "You asshole! You took advantage of me! I was drunk!" He smirked.
"Hey, you let me! You think I'm gonna give up a chance to fuck a Soc!? You're crazy! Anyway I'm probably the best sex your ever gonna get! If you don't remember you liked it last night! Now get the fuck outta here!" I looked at Dally and was suddenly afraid. I needed to get out of there and fast. I needed something sharp to cut myself.
I ran out the door crying.
~A/N~ Hiya!! What do you think so far? Good? Bad? What? And don't worry, somethings gonna happen with Soda soon so yeah! Should I change the rating of this story to R? REVIEW!!