Author's Note: Hey, its me. Duh. LoL. Okay so I just got off school and then went to work and its almost 11 and im tired but you guys have been so so so kind with your reviews I thought hey how bout I write a chappie. Hope its good because like I say its late. Enjoy. And don't you guys forget to review lol you no how happy it makes me.
Thanks goes out to none other than my faithful reviewers who make this so much more fun. Love ya guys. :
MyHubbyIs OB: Ooooh, I gotcha on the edge of your seat eh. Lol, then I guess my job is done. Hope you like the next chappie, not too sure if itll be a cliffy like last one. Who knows. Thanks for taking the time to review tho. Makes me so bubbly. Lol.
Not-that-kinda-gurl: Lol, its okay its okay. I'll fix it like I always do. :D cept Two-bit might take a bit of time to fix. But don't worry I love my two-bit so he'll be good as new by the end. And I hope you've stopped crying long enough to read this chappie but if you didn't well then ill send you some internet tissues. How's that? Thanks for the review.
Delirious-joy:Thanks a lot for the review and uhhh about the two-bit thing and the glass uhhhh… you'll have to read what happens. Lol.
Kate: I'm so glad you were able to read the other 2 chappies. The website wasn't working properly or something for a while and it made me mad. But I'm better. I'm happy you like the story, didn't think it was gonna get this much attention. Keep readin and enjoy the next chappie.
Ale Curtis-Carter: LOL, I loved your review so so much. It was so sweet what you said. I've never had a review like that before thank you again so much. I'm glad you like my story that much and I hope you like this next chappie just as much.
Twobitndallylova: I'm glad people think its original, lots of people are tired of the other stuff which I don't mind. Here's the fourth chappie, enjoy and thanks for the review.
Nikechick7777: Lol, hitting the computer is always a good way to fix. And at least I got the review, four times but I still got it. Lol. Thanks for this review only one tho : ( lol. Enjoy the chappie.
Mrs. Benji Madden: Those were the things I was thinking about while I was writing it. Glad someone has the same kinda mind as me. LOL, maybe its mean for me to treat the characters this way, but meh, I doubt they mind that much. Thanks for the review.
Margaret Ames: Okay, your review was another one I really liked. Not that I don't like anybody else reviews they all rock but yours was really sweet too. I'm surprised that you like my writing that much, but I'm happy you do. Hope this chappie is good and enjoy. Thanks again.
Aslan: Yeah, I had to include Mrs. Matthews enventually, otherwise what kinda mother is that. Ya, my sons in the hospital wutever wanna go out for coffee. LOL, that was gonna be my second choice. But keep readin and enjoy the next chappie.
Dreamer4lyf718: LOL, you sent me one review after the other. So thank you so much for the review. And lol I liked the go go go thing and so here it is is is! Enjoy!!!
Whew, what a lot of reviews this time. HURRAY!! And now ladies and gentlemen, one with the show….
Chapter 4:
Dallas slouched forward, a sobbing curly hared woman biting at his heels as together they made their way up the hospital stairs. He glanced back, making sure she wasn't loosing it like she had when he first told her. She had just been coming out of the diner when he explained what happened and she completely lost it. Her body exploded into uncontrollable shakes while she cried a river of tears that left black trails of mascara on her rosy cheeks. He wasn't surprised by the reaction; in fact he'd expected something like it. Out of any other family he knew, besides the Curtis' folks, Two-bit's mother was the most caring. She was a plump, freckled faced, redhead, with thin lips and a smile identical to Two-bits. In truth, she was Two-bit, if he was forty years old and had breasts that is. At the moment she was dressed in her coffee stained uniform, apron wrapped firmly around her thick waist. She'd slipped off her heels after half a second on the stairs and now walked barefooted, -expect for the pantyhose- along the sterilized hall.
Her body vibrated a few more times, while Dally continued to watch uneasily. He desperately needed a cigarette. Mrs. Matthews, she knew the way he was, unemotional and hard as a rock and knew he wouldn't, no couldn't help ease her pain but still she wished for just an arm around her. Since her husband left when Two-bit was only eleven, she'd been alone and needed that caring feeling to make all the agony go away.
"It's just down here" Dallas mumbled, breaking the awkward silence. It grew and grew, becoming more and more harder to cut through.
The beige door pull Dally like a magnet in it's direction. It was shut firmly and as he placed a hand on the knob, he saw Mrs. Matthews standing closely to him. A short smile curled on his lips and a warmness filled inside of him. Of course, nothing good could ever last for poor Dallas Winston. Somethingbrokeinside the room fallin in pieces to the ground. It sounded like glass but the door had absorbed most of the sound making it difficult for Dally to be certain what it was.
Like the gallant men you see on Tv, who jump in just when someone's in trouble and save the day all graceful and everything, Dally somehow managed to do the complete opposite. With a hard shove, he threw opened the door and ran for the back of the room. His feet were unsteady, moving way to fast for him and in a second he was on the floor, teeth clamped down on his tongue. Warm blood sprang from the slit and slid down his throat, leaving with it a tangy metallic flavor. Chin rubbing against the tiles, Dally crawled to his feet when he heard a cry behind him. His head snapped in the direction of a shocked Mrs. Matthews. Her face had turned ghostly white and she stood, shaking just as bad as she had in the beginning.
"Two-bit, honey?" her voice squeaked, barely even a whisper. Dallas looked in front of him, standing only a few feet away was a hunched young man, with thick white bandages wrapped around his head. He was sideways too them, letting the pair catch a glimpse of the helpless greaser in his arms. A broken pop bottle, which Dally had carelessly left behind before fetching Mrs. Matthews, now was clenched tightly in Two-bit's grasp and digging into Johnny's neck.
"Matthews!"
Dallas marched forward, without a second thought. Two-bit turned, eyes glazed over, searching the area around him crazily. Fear overpowering him,he began to back away, with Johnny still firmly in his grip. He had the air of a wild animal, the way he looked from Dally to his own mother. It sent a cold chill to run through Dallas and was probably enough to send Mrs. Matthews into a heart attack. Nonetheless he tried his best to calm down his friend without getting himself, Two-bit or Johnny hurt. Especially Johnny.
"Two-bit, relax. Come on now." He outstretched his hand.
Two-bit shook his head, glanced around and swung at Dallas, the jagged bottle coming within inches of his face. "You leave me the hell alone!"
Dallas could feel his patience wearing thin. He could only pretend to be nice for so long and then he would loose it. It was bad enough Johnny could get hurt but he had to put up with a psychotic Two-bit also. The normal Two-bit was hard enough, now this?
"Matthews, you bumped your head real hard. Now let go of Johnny, or I'll bump it harder." Dally said the last word through gritted teeth. Two-bit smiled a sly grin, but it wasn't one Dallas had ever seen before. It wasn't a carefree one that sent you smiling right back; it was a cold tough smile. He knew it because he'd used the same one before and had seen it used by a lot tougher guys than Two-bit.
Two-bit nodded, and threw Johnny to his right, letting the greaser land hard on his knees. His smile grew wider at the pain that spread across Johnny's face.
"Wanna take me?" he whispered. Dallas felt his heart dropped to the bottom of his stomach. He was gonna be sick. Whatever had happened to Two-bit, wasn't for the best.
"What?"
"Ya heard me."
"Two-bit you crazy son of a bitch, I'm not gonna fight you. Even though I should."
Two-bit just shrugged and looked as if he were about to head back for his bed when he took two long strides in Dally's direction. He swung the broken end of the pop bottle, the glass cutting a deep clean cut through Dallas' left arm. A moan fell from his lips as he pulled away, stumbling back towards the exit. Blood covered his arm and it pained more than anything he'd felt in a long time, but it didn't matter. What he cared about was that it had been Two-bit. The guy who he'd spent many a times getting hammered with and who'd helped him chase the girls around town, was now grinning at the fact that he'd cut his arm wide open.
"The names not Two-bit" he spat fiercely. "It's Keith."
Dallas shuddered, and watched as Two-bit walked casually past him and Johnny, and stopped at Mrs. Matthews. He looked her up and down, taking in the hair and black streaks before sighing.
"What's up with you?" His voice was so dull, so uncaring it made her ache.
"What's up with me?" Mrs. Matthews found her voice and puffed her chest out. "Two-bit Matthews, what is going on with you?"
Two-bit raised a hand and held it close to her face, as if he were about to hit her when Johnny stepped in. His eyes were welling up with tears, as he stood there, watching his friend behave like that.
"What's gotten into you?" he mumbled, hands shaking uneasily at his sides. For a moment it seemed like the rock solid barrier Two-bit had begun to create was slowly falling away as Johnny spoke. "Why are you acting like this?"
Two-bit opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Why was he acting like this? What was wrong with it? Didn't he always act this way? Who were those strangers to tell him what to do?
"What the hell happened to me?"
"Like I said before" Dally began, hand resting firmly on his injured arm. "You bumped your head, I guess a little harder than we thought."
"That would explain the bandage but it don't explain you three" he continued accusingly. Dallas rolled his eyes.
"Were part of the gang."
"Were your friends" Johnny put in.
"And who the hell are you?" Two-bit pointed to the woman.
"I'm the woman that shot you out of her womb you ungrateful ass."
Two-bit cracked a real grin and nodded approvingly. "Yeah, I can see the resemblance." His mother laughed.
She moved towards her son and ushered him back into bed, tucking the covers around him lovingly. Dally and Johnny watched as they talked quietly for a few minutes before they made their way towards the exit. Mrs. Matthews looked up, the sound of their shoes squeaking against the floor pulling her attention towards them.
"Where are you two going?"
"Two-bit cut my arm all to shit" Dallas replied miserably. "I'm gunna go lift me some medical supplies and fix it up somewheres."
They had begun to leave the room when once again Two-bit's voice shouted back at them. "The names Keith. Learn it!" The door shut behind the boys as they shared together a look of pure concern. Something that wasn't seen too often on Dallas Winston's face. Things were getting out of control.
$$Okay, i no its not as long as the others and probably not as good but im super tired and i had done the thank u reviews and i just wanted to sleep but i did a chappie. So hope you liked, tell me wut u think. I no Two-bit is kinda weird but thats the point. And ya i noticed that his mom called him two-bit i did it on purpose cus i think its funny everyone calls him that.)Okay, i hope i dont make you guys made with what i did to two-bit but thats my story. Itll be good tho :D i hope. AGAIN SORRY ITS FAST. Im tired.#$##
