Dally finds Two-Bit.

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Dally POV

I was the first one down there, I had jumped off of the top of the stairs onto a guy. I guessed Soda and Darry followed because I heard them cursing at two of the guys. I was slugging the guy hard. Finally, I noticed the guy was passed out. I kicked his side and left Darry and Soda to take care of the other three. I went right to the huddled figure in the shadow of stair case. The kid was curled up, crying fully, not caring that he was crying in front of us. Then I noticed, he was laying in a small puddle of blood settled right at his hips. His clothed were settled a few feet from him. I knew the worst: he was raped. When I turned him over, I felt like crying myself. Two-Bit was crying, looking right at me. He froze, still staring at me, and still crying. Then, his face got guarded and hard.

"GET AWAY FROM ME, SOC! DON'T TOUCH ME!" he screamed. I pulled him into me and rubbed his head and tried to shush him. "LET ME GO!"

"T-Two-Bit, calm down, man..." I muttered, making his actions freeze. His tears were soaking my madras as he shoved his face into my chest.

"D-Dally..." he cried out. "Dally..." I hugged him closer, refusing to let him go. I wasn't gonna let him get hurt again. Never again.

–x-X-x–

Two-Bit POV

It might not have been long, but is scared the hell out of me. It truly did. I clutched onto Dally's madras and cried into his chest. I didn't care that I was crying, I was allowed to. I mean, c'mon, I was raped! He was stroking my hair and clutched harder to me. There were two more people there with him, I could tell. I didn't know who they were, I couldn't hear them clearly. Then, there was a hand on my back. It was large and warm. I looked up at him. It was Darry. Behind him was Soda, looking like he was gonna cry himself.

"Two-Bit..." Darry started, "Are you okay...?" I glared at him, still having tears fall down my face.

"How do you think I am?! I was just raped for Christ's sake, damn it!" I yelled, crying even more. Dally turned my head and pressed me back into him. I didn't care, he was warm and comforted me. I felt something like a coat cover me. I looked at it. It was a jock jacket with Darry's high school logo. I pulled it around me tighter; I was cold. Dally loosened his grip on me. I saw that tears now stained his face. "I'm sorry, Dally..." I said. He smiled softly.

"Don't be..."

Damn it all.

–x-X-x–

We got back to the Curtis' house a few minutes later. They hurried me into the house; I didn't have anything on except a jacket, the Soc destroyed my clothing. No one was there. My legs still hurt, I was using Dally for support.

"Where are they?" I asked, my voice husky.

"Looking for you. Don't worry, we'll get them." Darry said. He was leading me to the shower, supporting me the whole was. "Just get in the shower. I'll get you some clothes from your house and bring them here." he said, leaving me in the bathroom. He shut the door. I sighed and turned the shower on. I slid off the jacket and slipped into the shower, using the wall for support. It was warm, not like the cold ones I have at home. I thought for a moment. Kendra. I slammed my fist against the wall, cracking the tile a bit. She must not know about this. I pressed my forehead onto the wall. She just cant. I finished cleaning the blood off of me and shut off the water. I got out and grabbed a towel. I must of been a little too fast. Darry didn't leave clothes. I left the bathroom, using the wall to support myself, with only the towel around my waist. Dally looked up at me.

"Are you gonna be alright?" he asked.

"I'll live. It hurts like hell to stand, my damned legs still wont accept walking." I said, stumbling to Darry's chair. Dally looked at me as I sat down.

"Well, you're walking..."

"Only cause I lost my crutches." I squirmed, my ass hurt too. Stupid Soc.

"I'm glad you ain't... you know, dead."

"Me too," I grinned softly, then chuckled, "Robert Van Winkle, where'd that come from?"

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