Best Times Of Our Lives

Chapter Six

Disclaimer- I do not own the Outsiders. And thanks again to dorkyduck.

The three of us had sat down on the couch and watched TV for a while, waiting for Two-bit to get back with the pizza. We waited for a long time. He didn't come back.

"Where the hell is he?" Carrie finally asked, frustrated. "How long does it take to get a pizza?"

"Let's go find him," I suggested.

"No, better," Caryn began. "Let's go get the pizza ourselves."

"Good idea," Carrie said and I had to laugh, Carrie's brother and Caryn's boyfriend and neither of them cared where he was.

So we started down the street in search of pizza. We went past the Dingo but they don't sell pizza so we were out of luck there. As we went past, though, Carrie happened to look in the window. There was a sign that read 'Sorry, we're closed' in the window.

"How late is it?" she asked, and for good reason. The Dingo doesn't usually close until about 11pm.

We looked around us and didn't see a clock anywhere, and, of course, none of us wear a watch, but we could tell by how dark it was and the number of stars in the sky that it was late. There was no one around, either, which was odd. Usually there would be people all over the place, I guess it really was late. We finally decided to go to Buck's, knowing that he was having a party tonight and knowing that there would be free food there.

When we walked in the party was already in full swing, it was just like the first one I'd been to. Poker games and staggering drunks and couples that were getting a room and couples that should get a room.

We wandered around for awhile eating some pizza from a box we found on one of the tables. Hey, at least we got pizza. That's when Caryn saw Two-bit. He was playing poker with some guys from Shepard's gang. We walked up to him and Carrie smacked him on the back of the head.

"Hey!" he yelped in protest before turning around to look at who'd hit him. "What was that for?"

"You were supposed to bring us food," she said angrily.

"Yeah, well, Buck's havin' a party," he thought that would be a good excuse?

"I can see that," Carrie said through gritted teeth. "Where's my food?"

We were just messing with him, of course, but it didn't seem like he could tell. "Sorry jeez," he wasn't sorry. Then he turned to Caryn. "Hey babe," he smiled at her. She just gave him a cold stare before the three of us turned and walked away. "Aww, c'mon," we heard Two-bit yell after us. "Don't be like that, baby!"

Once we made it into another room where Two-bit couldn't see us, we burst out laughing. We couldn't seem to stop either. People were looking at us like we were crazy, but we didn't care. It was about now that my night started to get worse.

A blonde girl and a group of her friends walked up to us. I recognized her alright. It was Sylvia Reynolds. What did she want?

She just stood and glared at me for a moment. "Can I help you?" I asked, knowing how snotty I sounded.

"I don't know why you're wasting your time with him," she replied, matching my tone with one of her own.

I knew who she was talking about of course. Dallas. "You think he's a waste of time?" I twisted her words. "No wonder he dumped you." Carrie and Caryn both very audibly snickered at that. I was glad they didn't try to hide it too much.

"That's not what I meant and you know it,"she shot back, pretty weak, I know.

"Oh, well than why don't you tell me what you meant," I answered, deciding to play dumb.

"Dallas always comes back to me," she said coldly. "Sure, he'll have his fun, but he always comes back to me. Always."

"If I remember correctly," I replied. "He dumped you for me."

"Well that's 'cause he's an idiot," one of her crony's said.

"Hey," Sylvia defended. "That's my man you're talkin' about."

I cleared my throat and she turned back to me. "My man," I corrected. She rolled her eyes.

"Shows what you know," she shot back at me. Then she looked my hands and a smirk crossed her face. "He hasn't even given you his ring."

I turned to look at Carrie and she just couldn't help but smirk at how Sylvia was just setting herself up for this. "You wanna make a bet?" I questioned, lifting Dally's ring from it's resting place at the bottom of my neck. That got her really mad.

"Just you wait," she threatened. "He'll be mine again. Soon."And with that her and her friends turned and stomped off.

"That was annoying," I sighed, turning back to Carrie and Caryn.

"She's a little skank," Caryn assured me. "Ignore her."

We stood and talked for a few more minutes before I felt two strong wrap themselves around my waste. I smiled and Carrie and Caryn took the hint and left. I turned around in his arms and came face to face with Dallas Winston.

"Hey, babe," he smiled at me.

"Hey," I smiled back. He kissed me lightly.

"I didn't know you were comin' tonight?" he asked and his hands slipped from my waste to my hands.

"Well, we weren't goin' to, but Two-bit didn't come back with food," I explained and noticed the weird look he was giving me. "What?" his eyes went to my hands and his thumb ran over the finger that used to hold his ring. Now I understood. "I can't let my mom see it," I told him, lifting it so he could see where it was.

"Oh," realization dawned on his face. He lifted his hand to hold it, then used it to pull me closer to him and kissed me. It was light at first, but then got more passionate. He wrapped his arms around my waste again and I wrapped mine around his neck. He pushed me up against the wall and we stayed like that for a while. After a moment, though, he pulled away from me.

"You wanna go upstairs?" he questioned softly. No, Dallas has to know I have limits. Right?

"Yeah," I replied, thinking that if Dally cared about me as much as I thought he did, he would I wasn't about to sleep with him.

He smiled and took my hand, leading me through the crowd of people. He lead me up the stairs and down a long hall. He dropped my hand and fished a key out of his pocket.

"I stay here so much that Buck gave me my own room," he explained, rather awkwardly. Even was even more awkward because I already knew that.

Once we were inside he closed the door and threw the key onto the table beside his bed. He turned to me and before I had time to react he was kissing me. I immediately gave into him and he pushed me down onto his bed. I could feel him unbuttoning my shirt. When it was fulling open he began trailing kisses down my neck and then my chest. I leaned my head back into the pillow and moaned, liking the contact. It was when he started to undo the button on my jeans that I snapped back to reality.

"Dally, stop," I pleaded. He didn't stop. "C'mon, Dallas, stop it."

"What's wrong?" he whispered.

"I can't do this," I replied. "I'm not ready for this."

Still, though, he didn't let up. What if he didn't stop? I couldn't do this. I wasn't ready for this. Finally, with these thoughts in my head, I pushed him off of me.

"What was that for?" he asked angrily.

"I told you to stop," I answered him as I did up my shirt.

"C'mon Marie," he growled. "You're my girl, ain'tcha?"

I sat up then, shocked and offended. I lifted his ring. "Is that all this means to you?" I was angry now. "Maybe my mom was right about you." And without giving him time to answer, I left.

As I was walking down the hall, away from his room, I regretted saying it. The thing about my mom being right. I knew she wasn't. But I was still too mad to turn back and tell him that.

Ok, so there was something wrong with the ending of what I had originally put up...I didn't write that, my dumbass brother did and I am sooooooooo mad at him for it. I am going to kick his ass when he gets home!! So sorry about that.