"I Could Have Loved You"
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Dally ran with all the strength he had. The police ran after him, with guns
in hand. Dally turned, and pulled out his heater. It wasn't loaded, but how
could the police know that. He pointed it at one of them, and in an instant,
he was hurled to the ground by bullets, a look of triumph on his face.
"Dally" Cherry screamed
"Dally!"
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"DALLY!" Cherry sat up from her bed to find herself in a cold sweat. She
couldn't believe what she had dreamed of. She promised herself she'd never
think about how he died. She still remembered the words she heard in her
dream. These were the same words Ponyboy spoke as he told her about Dally.
Cherry whipped her forehead with her hand. She tried to calm down, but
broke into tears. This was the first time she had ever dreamed of Dally,
surprisingly. She wished she wouldn't, though. This would just bring back
more pain. Cherry laid on her back, and stared at the ceiling. She
was almost asleep, when she smelled smoke.
"Oh my God!" she screamed, running into the kitchen.
Cherry looked around for fire.
Nothing.
"I'm going crazy" Cherry whispered, going back to bed.
Cherry climbed in bed, and pulled the covers over her head.
Soon, she drifted off to sleep.
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The next day, Cherry hopped in her car, and went to work.
She worked at a small café, as a waitress. The café was on the outskirts of
the city, and was a long ride from her apartment. Children littered the
streets, playing games. It was Febuary vacation, though this meant nothing
to Cherry because she still had to work. She found herself able to concentrate
now. 'Maybe this pain will leave me one day' she thought, but doubted it.
The pain inside her was too strong. She loved Dally. She just never told him.
After Bob died it was hard for her to talk to anyone. How could she just
go up to Dally, after her boyfriend was killed, and tell him she loved him.
Bob loved her, no matter how drunk he sometimes was.
She shrugged her thoughts away. It was amazing how much she thought about
this. Finally, she pulled in to the small café. It was a brick building,
with a metal sign with the words "CAFÉ" hung on the roof. The letters were
worn away and old. The inside of the café was nice though, with a huge bar
and tables on one side, and on the other a place to buy lunch and dinner.
It was more like a restaurant than a café to Cherry. She walked in, and
immediately saw the place was filled with socs. Not once had she ever seen
a greaser within the café. She went into the kitchen, and got her apron.
"I need some service" someone called. Cherry turned to see a boy with
black hair, and green eyes. He smiled smoothly.
"Can you buy take-out here?" He asked, grinning to his friends.
"Yes" Cherry answered.
"Good" He said "Then what's the price for you, and how 'bout I take you out."
His friends smirked.
Cherry smiled. "I don't think so" She picked up his beer, and threw it in
his face. His friends burst into laughter. "You know you want me!" he
yelled, as Cherry went into the bathroom.
"Damn!" Cherry yelled. "This happens every day!"
Cherry worked hard so she could go home faster. Finally, her boss
let her go, and she speeded down the road in her car.
When she got in her apartment, it smelled like smoke. Again she
searched the kitchen. "This is crazy!" she yelled. She changed into her
pajamas, and went to sleep.
The same thing happened to Cherry a couple days later, she would wake
up, or come home, and find it smelling more and more like smoke.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Okay...sorry these chapters aren't exciting...they're going to get good-
I promise!!!! Please R&R!!!! & Thanks for the good fist reveiws :)
********************
Dally ran with all the strength he had. The police ran after him, with guns
in hand. Dally turned, and pulled out his heater. It wasn't loaded, but how
could the police know that. He pointed it at one of them, and in an instant,
he was hurled to the ground by bullets, a look of triumph on his face.
"Dally" Cherry screamed
"Dally!"
********************
"DALLY!" Cherry sat up from her bed to find herself in a cold sweat. She
couldn't believe what she had dreamed of. She promised herself she'd never
think about how he died. She still remembered the words she heard in her
dream. These were the same words Ponyboy spoke as he told her about Dally.
Cherry whipped her forehead with her hand. She tried to calm down, but
broke into tears. This was the first time she had ever dreamed of Dally,
surprisingly. She wished she wouldn't, though. This would just bring back
more pain. Cherry laid on her back, and stared at the ceiling. She
was almost asleep, when she smelled smoke.
"Oh my God!" she screamed, running into the kitchen.
Cherry looked around for fire.
Nothing.
"I'm going crazy" Cherry whispered, going back to bed.
Cherry climbed in bed, and pulled the covers over her head.
Soon, she drifted off to sleep.
________________________________________________________________
The next day, Cherry hopped in her car, and went to work.
She worked at a small café, as a waitress. The café was on the outskirts of
the city, and was a long ride from her apartment. Children littered the
streets, playing games. It was Febuary vacation, though this meant nothing
to Cherry because she still had to work. She found herself able to concentrate
now. 'Maybe this pain will leave me one day' she thought, but doubted it.
The pain inside her was too strong. She loved Dally. She just never told him.
After Bob died it was hard for her to talk to anyone. How could she just
go up to Dally, after her boyfriend was killed, and tell him she loved him.
Bob loved her, no matter how drunk he sometimes was.
She shrugged her thoughts away. It was amazing how much she thought about
this. Finally, she pulled in to the small café. It was a brick building,
with a metal sign with the words "CAFÉ" hung on the roof. The letters were
worn away and old. The inside of the café was nice though, with a huge bar
and tables on one side, and on the other a place to buy lunch and dinner.
It was more like a restaurant than a café to Cherry. She walked in, and
immediately saw the place was filled with socs. Not once had she ever seen
a greaser within the café. She went into the kitchen, and got her apron.
"I need some service" someone called. Cherry turned to see a boy with
black hair, and green eyes. He smiled smoothly.
"Can you buy take-out here?" He asked, grinning to his friends.
"Yes" Cherry answered.
"Good" He said "Then what's the price for you, and how 'bout I take you out."
His friends smirked.
Cherry smiled. "I don't think so" She picked up his beer, and threw it in
his face. His friends burst into laughter. "You know you want me!" he
yelled, as Cherry went into the bathroom.
"Damn!" Cherry yelled. "This happens every day!"
Cherry worked hard so she could go home faster. Finally, her boss
let her go, and she speeded down the road in her car.
When she got in her apartment, it smelled like smoke. Again she
searched the kitchen. "This is crazy!" she yelled. She changed into her
pajamas, and went to sleep.
The same thing happened to Cherry a couple days later, she would wake
up, or come home, and find it smelling more and more like smoke.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Okay...sorry these chapters aren't exciting...they're going to get good-
I promise!!!! Please R&R!!!! & Thanks for the good fist reveiws :)