Dallas' POV:

I run out of the house. Once I slam the door behind me, I sit on the stairs on the porch. I put my head in my hands and scream. Rosanne isn't home right now and she could be dead, just because of me. All because of me looking at Cherry. I shouldn't have said anything out loud. It normally wouldn't bother me, but the fact she was gonna choose me…

I look up at the dark sky and look around. I must find Rosanne. I must… If she's dead, I'll feel like it's my fault…

I get up and walk to the street. I open the gate and take a right. I'm gonna find Rosanne, even if it kills me.

I look around to see if any ideas come to my head on finding her. Should I ask anyone for help? I probably shouldn't, everyone hates me right now. The group will hate me until Rosanne is found, if she's alive. If she's dead, they all will hate me forever.

I figured out if I want to find any signs of her, I should go to where she goes to the most, so that would be the lot, and DX. After those two, I will have no clue where to look for her.

I run towards DX first since DX is on the way towards the lot. It's late at night so I'm probably gonna find nothing to help me find her. Just any sign would be amazing.

I get to DX and I look around the small lot. I check around everywhere and I find nothing. I even checked inside the phone booth and I found nothing. I groan and leave DX and go to the lot.

I walk to the lot in a fast pace. I keep my head down I just can't get over the fact that there is a chance Rosanne is dead just because of me. I hate myself so much. Me and my dumb big mouth.

I look down and see a red shirt with white polka dots on the ground. I pick it up because I remember Rosanne was wearing the same shirt before she left. I examine the shirt and on the tag it read "R. Curtis" on it. Rosanne Curtis. This is her shirt.

I keep her shirt and I start to run faster to the lot. There is a chance of me finding her alive.

I get to the lot and look around carefully. I didn't find anything so far.

I go to the fountain and sit for a second to collect my thoughts. I found Rosanne's shirt and it looks like someone ripped it off her. Either she was attacked by an animal or a person.

I should have followed Rosanne after she left just to make sure she was safe. I know she wouldn't want me around her, but I would stay back a little bit so she don't see me, and so that I could protect her. This really is all my fault.

I put my hands down on the fountain and I felt the wetness from the water. Felt kinda thick, but I don't think about it too much. My mind is only on Rosanne. I hope there are signs of her. But I have to look around and make progress because hoping won't do anything.

I stretch my arms outwards and then I see blood on my hand. I jump up and see that the fountain has fresh blood. I see the old blood from when Johnny stabbed Bob. Since then, Bob and the rest have been out to get Johnny, or anyone in our group actually.

I run around the lot to see if there is anything else that could help me. I don't know if that blood was Rosanne's or not, but I'm just gonna assume it was from a fight I missed out on.

I look towards a tree and see a red wallet underneath. I open it up and the cash was stolen, but I found an ID. It was Rosanne's. That blood had to have been hers. She has to be dead.

I clench onto the wallet and start tearing up with my head down. It's my fault that Rosanne is dead. I should have followed her, and I should have keep my mouth shut. Rosanne is beautiful, Cherry is nothing compared to her. If I didn't say anything, I would have Rosanne as mine, and we all would be happy. None of this would be happening.

I look up into the sky, with a roll of thunder rumbling. Cliche. I wipe away my tears and look around my surroundings. I decide to run home to show the group what I found. I bet that they all think I've been keeping these things just to make it seem like I didn't do anything to Rosanne. I know I may have done some stupid things in the past, but I would never hurt her, never in a million years.

I open the gate and run inside the house. Ponyboy and Johnny are on the couch, I can tell that they are upset. They look right up at me, and then to my hands as soon as I walk in.

"What's in your hands Dal?" Johnny asked.

"I went to DX and then the lot, on the way to the lot I saw this shirt and the tag says R. Curtis, and then this wallet has her ID in it," I say. I throw down Rosanne's wallet on the table and then I hold up the shirt. Ponyboy sits up and his mouth opens. Johnny just looks down. I put the shirt down on the table.

"Oh, and not to mention…," I started to say, then I sat down on the chair. "I sat on the fountain, and I saw Bob's dried up blood from when Johnny stabbed him, and next to it, I saw fresh blood."

"Was it Anne's?" asked Ponyboy.

I shrugged my shoulders. Then I stood up. "I mean, probably, but I want to think that it was a fight that I missed out."

Johnny quickly gets up and runs outside. Ponyboy gets up and follows him. I watch those two leave the house. I sigh and sit back down on the couch. I have no idea where to look for Rosanne. I want to apologize to her, so badly… Will I ever see her again?

Johnny's POV:

I run outside after Dallas told me about the blood. I can't help but think it's Rose's blood. I wonder if she got in a nasty fight, and the blood is from her, and or the person she fought? A Soc? I don't want to assume the worst. I have to be a little hopeful that she's alive.

I go in the yard and sit down under a tree. I ignore the rain pouring down. I don't care. I look up and see Ponyboy coming outside to be with me. He sits next to me under the tree.

"Do you think Dallas could be making up the blood story?" Ponyboy asked. "We didn't see any blood on his hands when he held up the shirt, and threw down everything."

"I saw blood on the wallet though," I say.

I go quiet and start to think. I know Rose well, where would she go to besides DX and the lot? She definitely isn't at a restaurant or anything like that because it's too late, nothing is open. Plus she would have her wallet with her.

I look up. Dallas drove her away. Was she scared of him, or just mad? Either way, if she's dead, it's because of Dallas. I will never be able to look at him the same way ever again if Rose is dead.

I start to tear up a little. I have no idea where to go. I have no idea where to look for Rose. I can't give up though.

Ponyboy looks over at me. "What's wrong bud?"

"Rose…," I quietly say. "She could be dead, and we have no idea. We only have a torn shirt and a wallet for clues to look for her. The thing is, the lot is huge, she could have been killed and buried somewhere far from here, or-"

"I get it," Ponyboy says quickly. "Should we go back to the lot and look for more leads or see if we get any ideas?"
"Sure man," I say. "Anything to find her, I'll do anything."

"I would to Johnny," Ponyboy says. "I need my kid sister."