A.N.- thank you all for the reviews, they were oh-so sweet! Can you believe it's already at 151, holy smokes!

Rating: PG13 for some use of language and sexual content

Disclaimer: Whoops, I forgot to do this. Well, as we all know, I do not own any Outsiders character (not even Sylvia) but I do own Brooke and Kevin. :)

Author: Volleyballlover (duh)

Heart Killers

What Do You Say When The Going Gets Rough

I lay in bed that night thinking of the events that had just occurred. What had just happened? I mean…well I don't know what I mean. I feel like I was just a kid and now I'm looking at myself and instead of seeing a young teenage girl, I'm seeing this grown woman whose a mother. Besides that I feel like I'm trapped in this life where I can't get out.

Turning onto my stomach I could hear Dally in the living room throwing things around. He has a strong tendency to do things like that whenever he's angry. Though it's scary, it's something that I have grown used to. Plus I had hurt him. I knew that. But he had hurt me…and Tex. He barely notices Texas let alone does he talk to him. So he deserves this punishment that I'm giving him. Right?

Sitting up in bed, seeing that I was never going to get any sleep, I walked out into the living room where Dally was. I had a feeling that he was going to wake up Texas eventually so I figured that I should at least try and calm him down and talk things out with him before he got any worse.

Finding him in the living room, he had a beer bottle in his left hand and a lampshade in the other. Though it was a freaky sight I brushed off my fears, "What are you doin'?" I demanded angrily. If he didn't watch it he'd wake up his son, like I said, once again. And I didn't want to have to go and put Texas back to sleep.

Dally gave me a cross look, "Nothin'" he replied in a sigh. But I saw differently. Something was wrong. Something was bothering him and I knew what that something was…this baby. This tiny little thing that was growing inside of me that he and I had made was killing him. Well, it was killing me too. Literally. Things happen all of the time and some of those things are unexpected. I seem to always get the unexpected things in life.

"Dally," I said as walked towards him and took his hand in mine. Leading him to the couch I started, "I'm your wife, if you haven't noticed, and you're supposed to tell me when something's wrong. It's, like, in our vows or something." I laughed at my ending knowing that it might lighten the mood. I failed.

Dally nodded, "Guess we haven't been doin' a real good job of keepin' those vows," he said sadly with his head bent down. Sympathy filled inside of me; I had never seen Dally so sad or upset in my life. He was so…vulnerable.

"Dally," I said lifting his head up to look at me, "No, it's true. We've done an awful job of keeping our vows present and our marriage alive but Dally, I don't want to continue to live like this. I want things to be good again like when we were younger," I could feel my voice quiver.

Dally shook his head, "Sylvia, I'm worse than that teenage boy that you fell in love with at that kid's party."

I shook my head, "No, Dallas. You're no different. In fact, I'd say you're the same." Dally looked at me as if I were nuts, "Dally when I met you all you were interested in was sex and rodeos. Plain and simple. And the truth is that the only reason I went out with you was because you'd boost my reputation around school. Man, if I would have known that you and I were going to end up married I would have never gone near you."

Dally looked at me square in the eye, "I-I thought things were different, Sylvia. But I was wrong. I thought that you really loved me and I was the hater…but I was wrong. We're both haters."

And then it hit me: Dally only asked me out because it would boost his reputation as being a player on younger girls…

"So," I said desperately wanting to change the subject, "What are we going to do about this baby?" I asked.

Dally shrugged in reply.

"Let me rephrase my question," I said sternly, "Are you going to help me…or am I stuck alone on this?" Raising my eyebrow I looked Dally straight in the eyes.

Dally shook his head, "I'll take care of ya, Sylvia. I promise." I nodded. The hell with his promise though. I knew that it would probably turn into some kind of a lie. Eventually.

"Sylvia," a small voice quietly mumbled from the hallway. It was Texas he had woken up again. Crap! Why me, God? What did I do that was so terrible besides wanting to be the biggest slut in high school?

"I'm coming, hon.-

"C'mon," Dally stood up and picked up Texas leading him back into his room. I nearly felt myself fall over… Dally and his son bonding? It was wild.

Sitting around for a few minutes I could hear the two giggling and reading some books of Tex's. It was so sweet…and yet so heart killing.

A.N.- I'm so, so, so sorry that these updates are so short but I'm working on the final chapters as I speak. I want to have this story finished by next week. So review now and maybe I'll have a little surprise for y'all tomorrow morning. Bye!

Also: I know that Dally is WAY out of character but this is somewhat my way of how this story and Dally's character would work. So please work with me. Hope y'all like!

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