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Dally stood there for a long time, Riff's words replaying in his head.
"Dally?" A voice called, it seemed so distant. Dally snapped back to reality and saw his best friend standing there.
"Hey, Blade."
"You've been out here for about an hour…what's up?"
"I have to go back to New York." Dally sighed.
"Riff said?" Blade asked. Dally just nodded.
"I mean I'd love to go back," Dally began. "I love New York, and I miss the gang…but can I really just leave?" He asked, more to himself.
"When do you have to go back?" Blade asked gently.
"When you and Matt go back." He answered. "What am I gonna tell the guys!" He muttered.
"I'm sorry, Dally." Blade said, not knowing what else to say.
"Don't be." Dally said. "Is Riff still in there?"
"No, he went back to our house. He was tired." Blade answered. Dally walked back in the house and Blade followed.
"I'm movin' back to New York." He said, without even calling for attention. He didn't have to though, those six words were almost deadly. Everyone fell silent. Two-bit, who had been telling Johnny and Pony a story, laughing it up, stopped laughing, for once, and his face was serious. Steve and Soda had been arm wrestling, and now just sat there with each other's arm in there's. Pony and Johnny looked at each other, and then at Dally. Matt had been watching TV and his head shot up in Dally's direction. His face didn't show shock and disappointment like the rest though, his showed shock and happiness. At that moment, the door opened and Darry walked in, he stopped in his tracks upon seeing the atmosphere in the room.
"What's going on?" He asked worriedly.
"Dally's going back to New York." Two-bit answered, not one trace of laughter in his voice.
Hey, sorry it's short, but I'm setting up, you know? Anyway, if you guys really like this story, you'll love The Ones Forgotten that I wrote with x fever x. It's also a crossover, but it's different. Thanks for reading an reviewing!
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