Disclaimer: I don't own the Outsiders, or the song "The Angel and the Jerk" by Penelope Houston and Billie Joe Armstrong. I only own Sunny.

Authors Note: Okay, so the reason I'm already posting an new one is because I think I'm gunna be grounded off the computer because me and my friends started a gasoline fire in the middle of the day and the fir department came and we almost got sent to juvie and blab la bla lol so enjoy! The title of this chapter is actually a song by Penelope Houston and Billie Joe Armstrong, but I thought it would be fitting for Dally and Sunny. Thanx to the kick ass reviewers.

Chapter Six: The Angel And The Jerk

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When Darry and Soda came home - surprisingly Soda was without Steve - and they saw me and Dally sitting on the same couch, and beside each other even, they knew something was up because Darry said,

"Why are you two sitting on the same couch beside each other and not slitting each others throats?"

"Yeah, what'd you guys do, get them drunk or drug them or something?" Soda asked.

"No, you guys, we're fine, in fact I have to tell you something," I said, sitting up on the couch and turning to face my brothers.

"What?" Darry asked.

"Dally and I are… together," I said. Darry's jaw dropped. Soda grinned one of his famous happy-go-lucky grins. I looked expectantly at them, as did Dally, probably hoping Darry wouldn't kick his head in.

"I thought you two hated each other," Soda said, messing up my hair.

"Don't Soda! We did, but we don't anymore, Dally is great." I said.

"Well, have fun, but Dally, you hurt her, you're going down! Haha, look at this, the angel and the jerk, man!" Soda said laughing and went to our room to change.

Darry was still sanding there with his mouth open.

"Darry?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, and waving my hand in front of his face.

"Oh, um yeah, same thing as Soda said Dally, you better watch yourself!" Darry said and huffed off to his room to change, looking flustered. I laughed and sat back on the couch. Dally moved closer to me and put his arm around me.

I smiled at him and leaned into his chest. I was really glad me and Dally were together. Ponyboy knew this guy at school, he was sixteen, his name was Bryon something, Douglas I think, and since Ponyboy knew his I knew him too. He said something to me once that made sense now. He said,

"The crummiest feeling in the world is to hate the person you love best,"

And he was right. I did hate Dally a little, but half of it was feeling crummy because I liked him so much yet hated him at the same time.

I hadn't talked to Bryon much after that. I'd heard that he didn't talk to anyone much anymore, because his brother Mark, who I'd also talked to once, was a drug pusher, and Bryon had put him away. He even broke up with his girlfriend over it, her name was Cathy, and she'd gone out with Ponyboy for a while.

Nice girl, I don't even remember why they broke up. I liked her a lot better than Janine. Then it seemed like Ponyboy has read my thoughts.

"Have any of you guys seen Janine today?" He asked, as Soda walked in, and we all exchanged glances.

"Yeah, I saw Sunny kick her ass last night!" Two-Bit said.

Pony stared at me.

"What?" He asked a little frightened.

I sighed.

"Yeah, I beat her up. I'm sorry, little brother, I really am, but she was cheating on you." I said sadly, looking sympathetically at him.

He looked down.

"It's okay," He said and got up and walked to our room.

"Poor kid," I said.

"I'm gonna go talk to him," Soda said and left.

Darry came in, having heard the whole conversation, and said,

"Well, at least he's concentrating on something besides movies and books," He said.

"Oh Darry, can't you ever lay off him? He's just a kid!" I said.

"Look, I already told Soda this, and now I'm telling you. I don't need my kid brother or my kid sister to tell me what to do with my other kid brother, alright?" He said.

I just crossed my arms at him defiantly.

"Anyone wanna go to the movies?" Two-Bit asked.

"I'll go," Johnny said.

"Me too, you comin' Dally?" I asked him.

"You bet, anywhere you go, I'm goin' too." Dally said, flashing me a silly grin. I laughed.

"Okay. Let's go!" Two-Bit said and the four of us left.

We walked down the street, and I was feeling kind of silly. I started sort of horsing around, jumping on Dally's back for a piggy back ride.

We walked all the way to the movies like that. In fact, we walked around for a while like that. Even stopping to talk to people before the movie started, Dally carried me around on his back.

I even spotted Janine with a couple other greaser girls and the guy she was making out with last night, and she had a fat lip and a black eye. I told the guys and we all gave her dirty looks, and I happily flipped her off.

The guy was even too chicken to come up and face us, because of Dally. He had a rep in this town. Dally could mouth off to anyone he wanted, unless it was Tim Shepard. Tim was the only person who would fight Dally back, and sometimes actually win. I remembered one time when Tim flattened Dally for slashing his tires.

Soon the movie started, so we took out seats. I wasn't following the movie; it was one of those comedies with no plot. You know the kind. I was sitting beside Dally, and Johnny was on the other side of. Two-Bit had gone off with some guys to get drunk.

"Guys, let's get out of here," I suggested. They agreed and we walked home in the dark.

Big mistake, we should have stayed until the movie was over and walked with some other greasers or something. Some Socs pulled up and a green Corvette.

"Hey greasers, out for a walk?" A guy said out the window. Johnny stood behind Dally, and I stood beside him.

"Look, get out of here alright?" Dally said real nice-like, and then popped off with a couple nasty names I'm not gonna repeat.

"We know who you are, Dallas, and we don't really care," Another guy said.

"Well then get out of the car and bring it!" Dally said. The two guys got out of the car and started in on Dally.

"Aren't you one of them Curtis's? How many brother you got, twenty? Come here, baby," One of them said and put his arm around my waist.

"I have three brothers, and get your hands off me!" I said and pushed him away.

"Leave her alone," Dally said dangerously.

"Can it, greaser," The Soc in front of Dally said. Dally then belted him right in the face and he fell down. The other Soc approached Dally and tried to punch him, but Dally kneed him in the stomach and grabbed his shirt collar, about to punch him, when we heard sirens and a cop car pulled up.

"Shit, the fuzz!" I said. The Soc Dally was holding pretended to be out cols. The cop stepped out of the car.

"Assault, Winston?" The cop asked.

"No, they tried to fight us first!" I said.

"I think you're lying, girly," The cop said and tried to drag Dally into the cop car. Dally resisted and came up to me.

"I'll be back," He said and jammed something into my hand.

"Let's go, Winston," the cop said and slapped cuffs on Dally. We watched as he pushed him into the back seat and drove away, down to the police station.

I looked at the object Dally had placed in my hand. I smiled when I realized it was his ring.

"What's that?" Johnny asked, surprising me. He'd been so quiet I'd forgotten he was there.

I showed him the ring. He smiled at me.

"Now that's how you do it," Johnny said, earning a strange look from me.

"What are we gonna do about Dally, Johnnycakes?" I asked him.

"I dunno, let's go back to your house though before we get jumped again," He said. I agreed and we walked back to my house. While we walked, I slid the ring onto my finger.

Soon we arrived and told the guys what happened. I stated that I was worried.

"Don't worry, Dal's been in the cooler before," Soda said.

"I guess so," I said and tried to tell myself that nothing bad was going to happen to Dally or me, and that it was all gonna be okay.

Oh how wrong I was.

(A/N: Ooh, what's gonna happen? REVIEW TO FIND OUT! )