Chapter 2 "Arms of an angel"

Oh, God, I thought. What is Dally doing? I walked over, just so I could hear what he was saying. He was sweet talking her, like he did with every other girl besides, me, Ciara, and Scar.

And now Ocean, I thought. He was not going to sweet talk her. I could tell she was terrified just by the look on her face. She wasn't even looking at Dally, her head was down and her hair in her face.

Ciara was talking to Scar in the distance, behind the car, but by the stop sign. It seemed like she didn't even notice what Dally was doing, or maybe she just didn't care.

No, I thought, Ciara probably would do something. She would probably tell Dally to quit it, but usually if Dally said he was goofing around, she wouldn't say anything else.

But Ciara usually didn't do anything, because the girls Dally messed with were snotty socs. But this was a greaser, are own kind. Why would Dally sweet talk her. Maybe she did something that Dally didn't like. Like ignore him, or not respond to him, all things Dallas Winston hated.

Ciara and Dally been going out for almost the whole school year. So Dally never went too far. I made it to the car, and when I did I said, "Dal leave her be."

The guys were there, everyone except Darry, and Johnny.

"Why, Rayna? I'm just talking to her," Dally kind of slurred.

He was probably drunk when he came over, he probably woke up from a hangover, and decided to hunt some action.

"You are more than just talking to her," I defended.

"No I'm not," Dally snapped, letting Ocean go and turning towards me.

As soon as Dal let go of Ocean, she slid down to the ground, I couldn't see her face still. But she was crying, the guys looked around not knowing what to do. But I did know what to do.

I walked right past Dally and sat down by Ocean, as soon as she realized it was me she got up and ran. Dally watched her, and once she disappeared in the distance, Dally got in the truck, and didn't say a word.

I jumped in the bed of the truck, as far away from Dally as possible. Jesus, was I mad at him. Nope I was furious. And I was going to tell Ciara on him. Someone he actually listens to, besides Johnny.

We picked up Scar and Ciara at the stop sign, and I was quiet on the way home.

"Rayna are you alright?" Ciara asked.

"Why don't you ask your brilliant boyfriend," I said crossing my arms.

"Dallas Ryland Winston, what did you do," Ciara yelled.

Since Dallas didn't have a middle name Ciara gave one to him, and she would say his full name when she was mad at him.

"What?" Dallas asked, annoyed.

"What did you do?" Ciara asked.

"Nothing special," Dally said.

"Whatever," I sighed.

We got out of the truck and went in. The next day at school I didn't see Ocean or Johnny. But after school I saw Ciara and Dally barging in the house, Dal had bloody knuckles and bloody nose. Ciara had a busted lip, and was holding her cheek.

"What the hell happened to you guys?" Steve said, getting Two-bit's attention away from the TV.

Darry came in with the first aid kit, and Ciara started to explain what happened.

Flashback in 3rd person POV-

Ocean ran as fast as she could and ran into a dead end. She was running from a group of socs, the same ones that been messing with her since the beginning of the year. The same socs that killed Rayna's brothers.

"No one's here to save you now," the soc named Bob sneered.

It was bad, the beating was worse than the last one Ocean went through. But Ciara stopped it all. They punched her in the face a few times, before Dally got there.

"What do you think you're doing?" Dally asked.

That's when the socs got a good look at Ciara. Dallas Winston's girlfriend, the most feared girl in town.

"Oh, shit," Ryan said under his breath.

Dally tackled him, punching him over and over again, missing a few times so he hit the ground. Ryan only got a couple of good punches in.

Bob didn't stop hitting Ciara, he didn't care who she was. He ended up knocking her out. After that he resumed on Ocean, along with Randy, David, and now Ryan.

Dally scooped up Ciara and ran to the Curtis'. Ciara woke up half way there.

End of Flashback

"Wait, the girl that you were messing with yesterday?" I asked.

"Yeah, why?" Dally asked.

"What?! How could you do that," I yelled.

"What? It's not like I did anything wrong," Dally defended.

"Did anything wrong?! You did too. You left a little defenseless girl," I shouted.

"Well sorry," Dally said sarcastically.

"Sorry, nothin'," I said.

"Well what'd you expect me to do? I only have two arms!" Dally exclaimed.

"Yeah one for Ciara and one for Ocean," I defended.

"No both for Ciara." He lit a smoke.

"I really hate you….Don't you love Johnny?"

"YES! What does he have to do with this you psycho?!" Dally yelled.

"Ocean is exactly like Johnny, she's quiet, and I think, by the way she acts she has the same home life as him. So I'm just saying, Johnny would be ashamed of you."

Dally didn't say anything, just ran out the door towards where the Soc's were. I ran after him just to make sure he was doing what I thought he was doing.

And he was, but the thing was she wasn't there anymore.

"Well she isn't here let's go," Dally said.

"Fine, but if she's dead it's your fault," I said.

"Whatever, I don't know why you care so much about her. She's just some new girl, and plus it's none of your business if she dies or not," I heard Dally mumbling.

"I know….I just care, I don't know why….I just do, okay," I said walking back to the house, with Dally following me reluctantly.

"Hey, now that I think 'bout it, where's Johnny kid?" Dally asked.

"I don't know Dal," I said.

"I'm going by the lot to see if he's there," Dally walked towards the lot, leaving me behind to walk by myself.

I walked back to the house, ate dinner, and then went upstairs to take a shower in my bathroom. (Darry installed a bathroom up stairs for me, since I'm the only girl in the house)

Then I went to my room after I took a shower. My room was totally different from when I first got here. I changed it around, and we bought me a new dresser, bed, and new clothes.

My bed had a red and black Mickey Mouse sheet, and a flag color (red, white, and blue) blanket, and it was in the corner by the window. Then my dresser was in the opposite corner of my bed. And then my closet was on the same wall as my door.

I only had one stuff animal, which was my brown, fuzzy, bear that I brought here with me. My mom got it for me when I was 2, so I refuse to get rid of it. I don't care what people say.

I woke up the next morning, and realized it was Saturday. Throughout the day I lounged in the living room, with Soda, Steve, Two-bit, and Pony. I haven't seen Dally since yesterday, and we still didn't know where Johnny was.

It was around 5, a hour before Darry gets home, when someone called.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hi, is this Rayna Curtis?"

"Yeah, who's this?" I asked.

"It's…..It's Ocean."

"Oh, hey Ocean," I say excited.

"I need to talk to you," she said.

"Okay, I'm here to listen," I say.

Author's Note: R&R, I will update chapter 3 today or tomorrow! Please R&R if you like my story!