A/N: Hey y'all! Welcome to chapter 2 of, drum roll please, Taking The Blame!
Thanks to all of my readers, I'm glad ur enjoyin' the story!
Now, without further ado...
Dallas surveys the scene in front of him. Torn up dirt and grass, empty booze bottles and one soc.
Correction, one very dead soc.
Dally removes his right middle and pointer finger from the soc's neck after his search for a pulse comes up negative.
Johnny actually did it.
Dallas ignores the sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. He stands up, choosing not to acknowledge the blood on his jeans, and looks down at the body. The stab wound in the soc's back is still slowly seeping blood, the thick liquid mixes with the dark pool under the body. The blood spreads out on both sides of the corpse in a ragged pattern, looking like some sick, twisted form of angel wings.
Dally notices a thin, unsteady trail of crimson leading from the body to the fountain. The fountain is still merrily going, as if it's completely oblivious The fact that someone was mudered.
No, not murdered, it was self-defense. Ha, the fuzz sure aint gonna see it that way, that's why I'm doing this.
Upon closer inspection, Dallas sees that the water is tinted pink.
So Johnny stabbed the soc while he was trying to drown Pony. Makes sense.
He sighs and pulls Johnny's switchblade out of his pocket. There's a few spots of dried blood on the blade.
What am I doin'?
Protecting Johnny, duh!
Why? I'm Dallas Winston, I don't care 'bout no one.
Uh huh, keep tellin' yourself that. Maybe you'll actually believe it.
"Great, now I'm talkin' to myself," Dally mumbles. He sits down on the edge of the fountain and sets the knife down beside him. Then he lights a Kool and waits for the opportunity to launch his plan.
He doesn't have to wait long. After barely 10 minutes Dally hears a fearful gasp from behind him. He jumps up, puts out his cigarette and grabs his -Johnny's- switch in one fluid motion then spins around to see who spotted him. There's a brunette frozen at the edge of the park.
Dallas smirks as dangerously as he can manage. The girl screams and takes off running. Dally quickly follows her.
He manages to catch up to her about a block away from the park. He pins her up against a wall, causing her to scream again. He covers her mouth with his hand. "Shut up!" He locks eyes with her, his cold and blazing with 'anger' (uncertainty), hers wide and wild with fear.
"You saw what I did?"
The girl nods, too scared not to answer.
"You aint gonna tell anyone, right?"
She shakes her head.
"Good."
She's gonna call the fuzz.
Dallas releases her. She immediately runs away. He heads in the other direction (to Buck's), deliberately leaving the T-Bird at the park.
I'm doin' this for Johnny... and Pony... and the others. This is for the gang.
-Phone Line-
Rrrrring
Rrrring
Rrring
- "911, what's your emergency?"
- "I was walkin' home and... there was a guy. And he had a knife."
- "Are you okay? Did he hurt you in any way?"
- "No, no. I'm fine"
- "Alright, please continue."
- "He k-killed someone."
- "Are you sure?"
- "Yes I'm sure! I know what I saw!"
- "Calm down, take a deep breath then tell me what happened."
- Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. "I was walkin' home and as I started to pass the park I saw a guy smokin' a cigarette."
- "The guy with the knife?"
- "Yea, there was a body on the ground behind him. He must of heard me because he turned around. I ran and he chased me. He quickly caught up to me and pinned me to a wall. He asked if I was gonna tel anyone that he murdered someone. I said no and he let me go. Then I ran home and called you."
- "What did he look like?"
- "He was about 5' 7" and has really blonde hair, it was almost white. And he had blue eyes."
- "What was he wearing?"
- "A white t-shirt, jeans, and a brown leather jacket. Oh yea, and he was wearin' some sort of necklace."
- "Okay, we're on our way."
-On the way to the Curtis house-
"What do we do now?"
Johnny looks at Pony, "Dally told us to go home."
"What good is that gonna do?"
"I donno, but Dally knows what he's doin'."
"I sure hope so... Did he seem a bit off to you?"
"Yea. Man, I thought I was imagin' it. He seemed distracted."
They enter the Curtis house and Pony is immediately caught in a crushing hug. Darry's nearly in tears, "I didn't mean it Ponyboy! I'm so, so sorry!"
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