"I could have loved you"
Cherry sat in the graveyard. She sat by a small grave. Plain cement with
the name "Dallas Winston" printed upon it. She wiped her eyes. "I should
of given you a chance" she said, holding back the tears. "I was afraid..
..But I could of loved you, Dally" She stood up, still staring at the
grave "I could of loved you" The cold fall wind blew in Cherry's face.
She wiped her face with a tissue, and got in her car. So much regret now
lingered in her head. Why did she make the choices she did? Why was she
so afraid of loving someone so much? She took a deep breath and tried to
forget about it. It was one year after Dally died, but the remorse of
the choices she made burned her soul. Dally died a criminal. Cherry would
die a soc. She didn't want it that way, though. What if she had become
his girlfriend, maybe he wouldn't of died. Maybe he'd still be here.
Maybe she could have calmed him about Johnny, and held him, and dissolved
the pain inside of him. She blamed herself. No matter how much Darry,
and Pony, and even Soda told her it wasn't, she still wanted to kill herself
for her choices. Her choices to stay away from Dally. After all, he was
dangerous. That was how she used to think. All she could think of now,
was how she could of stopped his death.
Car horns belted, and she came out of her trance. She found she was
in front of a green light, and quickly took off down the road. After
Bob and Dally's death, she was always in pain, and stayed in her room
most of the day. Her parents hated to see her this way, and almost
forced her to get out of the house more often. She had often become
short-tempered, and with these actions of her parents, moved out. Her
parents were blown away by this, but soon they saw there was no stopping
it. Now Cherry saw what a bad decision this was, because she had to work
hard to get the money for the apartment. Her parents stopped over a lot,
to see she was still healthy, and had enough money to pay the rent.
Cherry pulled in the parking lot in the apartment building. Her thoughts
still filled her mind. She went up to her apartment, and turned the key.
Her apartment was average size, with a small kitchen, a living room,
a bathroom, and one bedroom. Most of the walls were plain and white. She
put little effort in decoration, because she often felt gloomy, and felt
if she picked a new color, it would be gray. Her apartment was neat though,
for she couldn't stand messes, and it was a good way to pass time. She
lost touch with friends, and found herself alone most of the time.
She went into the kitchen, and started to heat up some left-overs.
Her life wasn't much these days. She could defiantly admit that. But
she was still as beautiful as she had always been, maybe even more. She turned
on the television set, and decided to watch the news. As always, there
was a segment about gangs, and guns. She sighed, and turned it off.
'Only when some things gone' she thought 'do you realize how much it
meant to you. And by the way I feel, Dallas Winston must of meant a lot
to me'
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Hope ya'll like it so far...please R&R~~!!
Cherry sat in the graveyard. She sat by a small grave. Plain cement with
the name "Dallas Winston" printed upon it. She wiped her eyes. "I should
of given you a chance" she said, holding back the tears. "I was afraid..
..But I could of loved you, Dally" She stood up, still staring at the
grave "I could of loved you" The cold fall wind blew in Cherry's face.
She wiped her face with a tissue, and got in her car. So much regret now
lingered in her head. Why did she make the choices she did? Why was she
so afraid of loving someone so much? She took a deep breath and tried to
forget about it. It was one year after Dally died, but the remorse of
the choices she made burned her soul. Dally died a criminal. Cherry would
die a soc. She didn't want it that way, though. What if she had become
his girlfriend, maybe he wouldn't of died. Maybe he'd still be here.
Maybe she could have calmed him about Johnny, and held him, and dissolved
the pain inside of him. She blamed herself. No matter how much Darry,
and Pony, and even Soda told her it wasn't, she still wanted to kill herself
for her choices. Her choices to stay away from Dally. After all, he was
dangerous. That was how she used to think. All she could think of now,
was how she could of stopped his death.
Car horns belted, and she came out of her trance. She found she was
in front of a green light, and quickly took off down the road. After
Bob and Dally's death, she was always in pain, and stayed in her room
most of the day. Her parents hated to see her this way, and almost
forced her to get out of the house more often. She had often become
short-tempered, and with these actions of her parents, moved out. Her
parents were blown away by this, but soon they saw there was no stopping
it. Now Cherry saw what a bad decision this was, because she had to work
hard to get the money for the apartment. Her parents stopped over a lot,
to see she was still healthy, and had enough money to pay the rent.
Cherry pulled in the parking lot in the apartment building. Her thoughts
still filled her mind. She went up to her apartment, and turned the key.
Her apartment was average size, with a small kitchen, a living room,
a bathroom, and one bedroom. Most of the walls were plain and white. She
put little effort in decoration, because she often felt gloomy, and felt
if she picked a new color, it would be gray. Her apartment was neat though,
for she couldn't stand messes, and it was a good way to pass time. She
lost touch with friends, and found herself alone most of the time.
She went into the kitchen, and started to heat up some left-overs.
Her life wasn't much these days. She could defiantly admit that. But
she was still as beautiful as she had always been, maybe even more. She turned
on the television set, and decided to watch the news. As always, there
was a segment about gangs, and guns. She sighed, and turned it off.
'Only when some things gone' she thought 'do you realize how much it
meant to you. And by the way I feel, Dallas Winston must of meant a lot
to me'
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Hope ya'll like it so far...please R&R~~!!