I hadn't lied to Dally. I suppose he had thought I did. I wasn't messing around. Nobody believes me because of my past, but Dally was the only man I wanted to be with. I messed up a lot, I hurt him a lot, but it didn't mean I didn't care for him.
That night, the fateful night that Dally was going to propose to me. The night Dally took his own life, that was the night I was almost raped.
I had left the room and gone into the bathroom. I thought everyone would either be down at the party or gone. I didn't think anybody would be upstairs, let alone by the room Dally and I were in, so I left the room buck naked. Lone behold, Buck himself was standing outside the bathroom. I walked past him and he whistled at me.
"Lookin' good, Sylvia." He winked at me. I turned.
"Don't talk to me like that," I stated and turned back towards the bathroom. I began to shut the door and it was stopped. I looked up, half expecting to see Dally. That's who I wanted to see. We used to have all kinds of fun in the bathroom at Buck's place. There Buck was, one hand in his pocket, one hand on the door, staring down at me with a smirk on his ugly face.
"Aw sweetheart you're not gonna do me in like that are ya? I need a good woman tonight and you—" he stepped into the bathroom, "are my first choice." He shut the door.
"Get away from me, Buck, I'm not doing this anymore." I stepped past him towards the door. He grabbed my arm.
"You don't make those choices, I do." I tried pulling my arm away.
"Let go of me, I'm not two-timing Dally again." His grip got harder and he pulled me towards him. He started kissing down my neck. I wasn't going to cry, not in front of him. He wouldn't get the pleasure of seeing me vulnerable. I tried pushing him away but he was built like stone. His head shot up, his eyes full of fire and he pushed me across the bathroom. I ran into the wall and crumbled.
He began to walk towards me, stripping off his clothes as he did so.
"We can either do this the easy way or the hard way. You're choice." He was completely naked now standing in front of me.
"I won't do it, Buck!" I wanted to scream for help, but nobody would hear me. The music was too loud and Dally was probably sleeping by now. He pulled me up by my hair and I bit my lip to keep from screaming. He put his mouth right by my ear.
"You will do it" he spoke in a whisper but the power behind the words was like he had yelled them. There was a knock on the door. Buck let go of my hair and I backed into the corner, trying to get away from him. He signaled me to keep quiet or else. There was another knock, Buck opened his mouth to say something but the door began to open. Buck started grabbing his clothes but it was too late. Dally was standing in the doorway.
Dally looked at Buck for a long time, watching him gather his clothing and then he looked at me. I knew that second that he thought I had lied to him. He thought I had snuck off just to have a good time. I could see it in his eyes. He was mad.
Buck tried to run past him and Dally grabbed him by the neck. He turned his head slowly and glared at Buck before he started yelling. The sound of Dally yelling was the scariest thing in the world. I had never seen him this angry. He looked ready to kill.
Dally whipped out a knife and held it against Buck's throat. I screamed, he couldn't go to jail for murder. Not when I needed him for the rest of my life. A crowd was forming outside the bathroom. Most were watching the scene unfold between Dally and Buck, but some were looking at me. They were judging me. They saw me standing nude in the corner and Buck standing nude between Dally and the doorway. Soda grabbed Dally's arm. He turned on Soda, knife still in hand. I saw the knife slash across the side of Buck's neck. At least he wasn't dead.
Soda backed off, but Dally didn't. He turned to me and walked slowly towards me. I begged him to understand. I knew what he thought he saw and I knew what really happened. I wouldn't have hurt Dally like that, not after letting him see me at my worst. I swore I would never cry in front of him and I had. Dally's eyes were full of pain. I had never seen him hurting this bad and it killed me. I couldn't handle it. His eyes begged for me to make it better, begged for it to be a dream. I wanted to, I tried to. I wanted him to understand. I opened my mouth to talk and Dally cursed me out and threw a box at me. He left the bathroom and I could see him trying to keep from crying.
I sat on the floor and opened the box. Inside the box was an engagement ring. He wanted to spend his life with me too.
"Oh, Dallas." I whispered. Everyone started leaving and I headed back to the room. I put my clothes back on and put the ring in my pocket. I needed to go find him.
I walked outside and he was nowhere to be found.
"Dally? Baby, where are you?" I called. No answer. He was gone. He had slipped right through my fingers. I could never have him now because of a misunderstanding. My whole life was gone. I headed home.
The next day one of my friends showed up on my doorstep.
"Sylvia, you gotta hear this," she turned the TV on.
"Breaking news! A young man is found dead in his home this morning in an apparent suicide. Authorities identified him as Dallas Winston. Investigation is still under way," I felt the floor sinking underneath me. He was gone. Not just in the sense I couldn't have him. He had killed himself. Over me. Over this. I wouldn't believe this. I ran out of the house towards Dally's house.
"Dallas!" I screamed. As I neared his home I found an ambulance, the other greasers and his parents standing by the house. The police were inside. I ran towards the ambulance. This couldn't be real. The EMT's tried to stop me.
"No! You don't understand! That's my fiancé! Don't keep me from him! He can't be dead!" the police began to pull me away. As the carried him out on a stretcher I saw his face. I saw the gash in his chest where his heart was. I saw his pain in the form of blood. I fell to the ground. Dally was gone, and it was my fault.
"Dallas! Wake up! You don't understand! He was trying to rape me! I wouldn't do that to you! Wake up!" I was screaming so loud the neighbors were starting to come out. The police just dragged me away from my only love.
So Dallas, if you can somehow hear me please understand. You were my life, my world. You were the only one I wanted for my whole life. I didn't two-time you. He tried to make me, but thankfully you came along just in time. I know how you must have felt, but I swear to you, one day I will make this up to you.
I love you.