I opened my eyes slowly, my head pounding. As I came to, a voice called out, "Sodapop! She's awake!" I winced, his words piercing right through me.
"Steve, shut up," Darry hissed as he came to my bedside. "Hey kid, how ya feeling?"
"What happened?" I asked, my voice no louder than a whisper.
"Looks like somebody knocked you out. Lucky for us, Two-Bit was on his way home from a party. He found you and brought you home." He paused for a moment and then asked the question that I was dreading. "What the hell were you doing out at one in the morning?"
"I went out….to meet someone," I replied, being as nonspecific as possible.
"Who?" he demanded, obviously not in the mood to be playing games.
"Dally," I answered, my voice once again lowering to a whisper. His eyes narrowed, and he looked at me, clearly waiting for me to elaborate. I told him the entire story. "Then he left with Sylvia," I finished my explanation.
Dally was getting visibly madder by the second. I knew what he was thinking – if Dallas hadn't left me by myself in the middle of the night near Soc territory, I wouldn't have gotten hurt. "You're not allowed to see Dallas anymore," he instructed, his voice low and venomous.
I nodded. "No argument here."
A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short. I got banned from my computer at home so I'm updating at school and the period is almost over.