Flashback... Kyle's .
I get a call after midnight from my twin brother saying it was all over for him, he had lost his best friend and nearly his boyfriend too after the rumber they were in from the jackass Socials. All I felt was fear, sadness and surprised. Fear because I can only imagine what my twin brother had done when this tragic of his beloved friend passing. Sadness because I didnt want to lose Dallas, he was the only person who cared about me besides the gang I used to be in. Then surprised because he didn't think about his boyfriend about what he was doing because he would stop to think about the people he loved first before getting in trouble, but it had been 3 years since I last seen him, and he could've changed his ways.
*coversation*
Kyle: Hello, whose this? Ya better not be some jackass selling me shit!
Dallas: Kyle its me, listen...I needa tell ya something. I'm in a jam but it's all over for me man. My buddy...Joh-Johnnycake died and I lost it man! I robbed a convenience store and the police are af'ta me, My gang is coming to try to hide me but I know that I'm gonna die, I'm not afraid of it either but my boyfriend Pon-Ponyboy Curtis will be depressed about all this...I need you to keep an eye out for him... please I love you Kyle, protect Pony please.
Kyle: Okay Dallas.
*conversation ends*
I packed my belongings in my ratty suitcase which were my ripped up jeans, shoes, hair grease, a couple of knives, a picture of Dally and me, and ten pack of kools. I put on my tight black shirt and thrown on my black worn leather jacket and ran out the door to my 1950's midnight blue t-bird. I gunned the engine and teared out onto the streets of New York and drove like a mad man on the loose, seemingly that my brother is going to die and he was my only family left. After 22 hours of driving and not making any stops I finally reached Tusla, but by then I knew that Dallas died and anger found its way to my fists and i got out of my car and stopped at this place called Bucks, the smell of beer, cigarette's and perfume stunk up the air like choking black poison, I grimised but went in and found the owner and demanded to know the address that of his boyfriends, the owner was shocked because he thought I was Dallas and gone all doped up. I acted, saying I was Dally and then stoked off to my car and went to this abanden house and slept before wondering what to do later about this mess.
*Authors note*
I would like to thank FWAFAwriter for giving me the idea about doing Kyle's P.O.V about Dallas' death. I have another chapter I will put up maybe next week because I still need to go over it and I'm feeling kind of down today and don't feel good enough to put it up :( I hope everyone likes this chapter/filler if it needs more work PM me and Ill get to it. If I made any mistakes please please tell me and I'll fix them. I written this at 1 this morning and I hope it doesnt sound confusing, sorry if it does :( anyway R&R thank ya :)
Ciao Sodapop'sBabe