The next few days went by quickly and uneventful.
Dally was lying in his bed, absentmindedly looking out the single
window when there was a knock on the door. He looked up to see two
officers walk in followed by Darry, Jake and a nurse. He had been
updated on Jake faking his gardian so he guessed that's why he was
here, and the officers probably were to question him, but why the hell
was Darry there? Moral support?
"About time y'all got here" he smirked at the officers. They responded
with a glare.
"Hello Dally how are you?" They asked with mock symathy quickly wiping their previous glare off.
He rolled his eyes. "Get on with it."They nodded than begain asking him a series of questions about what had happened the night he robbed the convinience store. He answered monotone, adding snarky comments when possible, and made sure to not mention any parts that showed any of he's breakdowns. Can't let them know any weakness, they'll use it against you. He had learnt this at an early age.
After a half hour of it they were finishing up. "Alright, almost
done," Thank god, the officer added quietly in he's head. "So you're
trial will be in about a month, but until then you'll have to be in a
juvinile detention facility to assure you will not try to skip outta
town."
Dally shrugged his shoulders carelessly. Not that he wanted to go
back, it was in fact one of his least favourite places, but he wasn't
about to get down on he's knees and beg for forgiveness. If you don't
care you can't get hurt.
"He can't go there!" the nurse interrupted. "His condition is still
bad and he needs lots of rest and must get his meds!"
"Dont worry they'll make sure he gets his drugs." They said carelessly.
The nurse narrowed her eyes at him.
"I've seen what happens in juvy. I use to work there to fix them up
and it's never pretty! It's hard enough to survive in there without
being next to cripple! He might be dead by the end of next month! Now
that wouldn't help, would it!"
"I can handle myself," Dally grumbled angerily but was ignored.
"Where do you think he should go then?" the cop shot back.
"Anywhere but there!"
"He could stay in Soda's old room." Darry offered.
"And let you greasers help him get out of the country! I don't think
so!"
"He could stay at my place," Jake offered quietly. He opened his eyes
in shock. Why the hell did you say that! He's a greaser! He'll
probably rob you than run! And you didn't even ask Katie, your frickin
wife! And what about Randy! Do you never think you stupid... and then
he continued on to mentally curse himself.
The fuzz shrugged at each other. He was a cop, and it's better than
nothing. "Could work."
Dally pulled his wide eyes away from Jake to the cops who just agreed.
Forgetting his rule about not caring he shook his head and said "No
way. No way in fuckin hell will I stay with a fuckin cop! I am not going to stay there!"
The cops shared a confused glance, they thought Dallas lived there. But
laughing silently at Dally's protests they looked at Jake.
"So it's settled. You have to know where he is 24-7. And we'll check
in randomly to assure he's still there. See you soon than." And with
that they took off.
Dally looked at where they used to stand in shock. Did they just not
hear him? He wasn't going to stay there. The nurse laughed at Dally's blank face and started walking out of the room. He glared at her. "Thanks for the help grease. I would've been better in the cooler!"
She smirked and muttered something about pay back for before before
exiting the room.
Jake looked at him. "Grease?"
Dallas shrugged. "Once a greaser always a greaser, don't matter if you
got some snazzy uniform on. Just reminding her s'all."
Darry laughed at him. "Who woulda' thought. The famous bad ass Dally
Winston living with a cop"
Dally glared at him. "Like I said before. There's no way in hell I'm
staying there."
Now it was Darry's turn to glare. "You promised Ponyboy you'd stay."
They glared at each other for another minute before Dally broke it
off. "Can't I stay at your place and then go to his when they're
gonna check?"
"Nope. They said it'll be random. Sorry bud, your stuck."
Dally grumbled a little but than looked at Jake. "I don't like this
anymore than you do. But it looks like I'm stuck with you for the next
while, so I stay outta your way, you stay outta mine. Deal?"
Jake could only nod. He silently cursed every swear word he could
think of than a few others he made up on the spot. "Fine. But I have
to check with my wife first." he stated getting up to use the phone.
Darry smiled mockinly sweet. "Oh you have a wife? Any kids?" Dally
looked at him confused. Darry wasn't one to joke. Than it hit him. He
might have kids! He hated younger kids, but he'd take them over a full
grown soc anyday, unless he wanted to fight.
"Yeah actually. Uh Randy. And my wife's name is Katie."
Dally and Darry looked at him intensely, both giving him a hard stare.
Jake shifted from foot to foot in the sudden mood change. "How old is
Randy?" Dally demanded.
"Uhh he's about your age. 17."
Dally swore under his breath. "Darry I don't think I can do this.
His kids a soc. We can't even be in the same half of town, not let
alone one house. It's not even humanly it I ain't doing it."
Darry rubbed the back of his neck annoyed. He hated how right Dally
was. Dallas Winston was a known name throughout the town. When socs
jump them, they run away at the mention of his name sometimes. They
hated him, but he hated them right back. It was an impossible feat.
They try to kill each other when they see one another on instinct.
They can't live in the same house. It'd be hard enough even if Jake
didn't have a kid getting to the house without getting jumped. He's
house was in soc territory. Dally wasn't suspossed to be there. And if one was always waiting for him when he got home absolutly nothing good could come from it.
"Yes it is Dally. And at least try. You promise you'd stay." said a
voice from the door. They looked up to see Ponyboy standing there.
Dally glanced at the clock. It was already 3. Almost an hour had gone by.
Ponyboy has visited him everyday after school until visiting hours
ended. Dallas remembered the last time he was here.
...
Ponyboy looked at Dallas seriously. "You know I didn't mean it,right?"
"Mean what?" Dally asked, although he already knew the answer.
"When I said I hated you. I didn't mean it."
Dally sighed. "Yeah, I know you didn't mean it, but you should have. I
wish you did."
Pony looked at him in shock "What'd'ya mean?"
"Its my fault Johnny died. And then I left you at the hospital. What
if you got jumped?"
Ponyboys eyebrows furrowed together, deep in thought. "Its not your
fault he died dal. If anyone it's mine. I asked him to come to the
lot, and I lead him to the church, and I didn't do nothing to help him
out. If anything it's my fault."
"It ain't your fault pony. And don't you forget it." Dally growled at
him.
Pony looked up and they changed the subject, knowing full well that
what they said meant nothing, that they both still blamed themselves
and nothing somebody could say could change that.
...
"So Randy isn't a real soc?"
Dally looked around. Shit what did I miss? He wondered how long had
past since he zoned out. He looked at the clock. Fuck 5 minutes!
"Yeah, he talked to me a few days ago with Two-Bit. Said he didn't like
the fighting and was gonna skip the rumble. He's a decent guy."
Wait isn't Randy the cop guys kid?
"No soc is decent." Dally stated.
Ponyboy looked at him. "Yeah I know. But Randy ain't a soc, he's just a guy."
Dally rolled his eyes. Big whoop. He's got money, he's a soc.
"Please Dal. Just give it a shot." Dally looked at him with a hard stare. Eventually he caved. "Fine. But if I end up killing him, it's on you."
Ponyboy looked ready to jump for joy when the rest of the gang walked
in.
"Kill who?" Steve asked flopping down on the bottom of the bed.
Darry smirked at Dally and ignored the evil glare he got in return
"Dally is living with the cop and a soc until his trial."
They looked at Dally in shock. "Against my will" Dallas added in after a uncomfortable silence.
"You are living with a soc?" Sodapop asked slowly still trying to
comperhand it.
Ponyboy answered this time. "Not a soc. Randy. You know the guy I told
you about."
Sodapop raised his eyebrows. "Jake kid's Randy? Guess the apple
doesn't fall far from the tree."
The rest of the gang though who hadn't known the story still looked
coldly at Dally. Dally glared right back until they looked away.
Dallas would have grinned but he was still gaining his rep back after
his sucide attempt. He was glad they still feared him a bit at least.
"Is that the guy who talked to you at the gas station?" Two-Bit
questioned. Ponyboy nodded in response.
Two-Bit gave a small nod of approval.
The only one who hadn't responded yet was Steve. They looked at him
expectently. If he didn't agree Dallas wouldn't do it, they were
closer than family so if one didn't agree it was over.
"Fine, I guess. If you all think this Randy guy is okay I'm good with
it too." he grumbled.
The tension left the room quickly and was filled with humour and jokes
appointed at Dally and the soc, Randy.
Jake smiled from behind the door. He was glad that the rest of Dallas'
friends accepted the idea. Though it puzzled him what they were saying
about Randy though. Why did they hate socs so much. He knew they fight
alot and were territoral, but they seemed to hate Randy as soon as
they knew he was a 'soc'. And they said he knew Ponyboy. How? He
guessed he'd ask later.
As he pushed open the door he forced a smile on his face. "Wife
agreed after little bribing. You can stay."
Two-Bit nearly fell off the chair he was on. "YEAH! Dallas is here
another month! We should celebrate! Let's have dinner tonight! We can
have it at Darry's! I'll bring the beer!"
Dallas faked a groan. "Sorry Two-Bit, but I think I should settle in a bit. Guess I'll have to skip it. Maybe next time bud."
Two-Bit looked depressed but only for a minute. "HEY! We can have it
at Jake's house! We can see his house that way too!"
Darry rolled his eyes. Only Two-Bit could plan a party at someone
elses house and invite himself over.
Jake swallowed nervously. They will probably be over alot anyways,
might as well get acquired now. "Sure. I guess that will be fine. But no beer." he added quickly as a second thought.
Two-Bit jumped for joy. "YEAH!"
Dally and Darry groaned. Sodapop looked at Steve happily who gave him
a unhappy look in rolled his eyes in the corner at their
antics. Too bad you ain't here to see this Johnny, Ponyboy thought
while wiping a single tear from his cheek.
Jake looked at them and mentally slapped himself. He just invited 6
teenage greasers over for dinner. Pushing all judgmental and predjudice thoughts away he remembered about how much Randy's
friends could eat when they came over. He left to phone Katie again
and tell her to make lots of extras.
...
Darry looked at the group of boys following him down the street. They
took precautions, cutting across backyards and avoiding street lights
but they stillall felt a little nervous in the west side. All around them
were big mansions, but thankfully no socs were walking around. He
glanced at the address written on he's hand before stopping in front
of a large brick house. It was average compared to the surronding
houses but compared to their own houses it might as well have been the
White House.
"I can't believe people live in these. It must take a bazillion people
to fill one of 'em!" Sodapop exclaimed.
"I can't believe Dally is living in here!" Steve added, trying to look
bored but Darry could see his eyes shining.
"Please be on your best behavior." Darry begged one last time before walking up to the door.
He didn't know why but he felt like he needed to impress Jake. Darry
knew Sodapop and Ponyboy had good manners but he hoped they used them.
Darry was most worried about Two-Bit. He figured Steve would keep to
himself and Dally would be, well, Dally. But if Two-Bit got comfortable
enough to be himself in that house, nothing good could come from it.
As they reached the door Darry hit the doorbell an they listened to
the chorus of rings that echoed through the house.
Sodapop shuffled he's feet nervously. He didn't know why he felt
nervous but he did. He glanced over at his best friend Steve and
noticed he was biting his bottom lip a little, something Soda noticed
he does when he gets nervous. Guess I'm not the only one he laughed to
himself silently.
He wondered what Jake's wife was wondered if she was anything like Jake. He hoped she was. The gang acted like themselves around Jake, instead of the normal cold face cops and socs usually only see. He learnt soon enough as the door opened.
There stood a petite woman with blond hair and angelic features. She
had a high waisted skirt with a white blouse. She also had a warm smile on
her face. "Hello. Come on in, dinner should be ready soon."
As she led them in to the house Sodapop couldn't help but gawk. The
house very nice, and everything in it seemed expensive and fragile. But
the thing that hit Sodapop the hardest was how homey it was. There
were pictures of Jake, Katie and who he guessed to be Randy everywhere
along with a few who he guessed to be relatives. Everything felt so
welcoming. The Curtis' house was like the cooler compared to here.
Katie led them to a staircase and called up for Randy.
As Randy walked down the stairs he tried to keep his cool. He had met
Dally less than an hour ago and was still a little fraked out by the
fact the teen he was literally raised to hate adn fear was living with him. He
had heard alot about Dallas, things he shrugged off as rumours at the time, but
now everything he had heard about him was getting to hard not to
believe. His face was so impassive and scary, though he'd never
admit it. But his eyes shocked him the most. They were filled with
hatred, almost as if somethings had left permanent scars in them.
As he walked down the stairs he saw a group of greasers at the bottom.
He took a deep breath and continued down.
You hate fighting, you hate the diversity, so your going to change and
make it better he kept remindig himself.
As he neared the bottom of the stairs he saw Ponyboy who greeted him
and everyone seemed to relax a little. It was then that he relized how
out of place they looked all dirty and greasy in the clean and
expensive room. He almost laughed. Than he realized that they were
probably just as worried as him and they were in socs' territory to
make them feel even more out of place. It helped him feel better
knowing they were all in the same boat.
"Hi," he said with the best smile he could muster on his face.
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