Warning: use of some vulgar words that I don't usually use, and Rain gets pretty mad at Dallas, not outta character, more like anger mixed with fear

…three days later…

"Were you with them the night that it happened?" the police officer asked.

I shook my head, "Hours earlier I was, but not when they were at the drive-in. Johnny and Ponyboy were going there with our friend Dallas Winston-"

"We know Dallas Winston," the second officer sighed in annoyance.

"Anyway… they had offered for me to come with them, but I was going to a friend of ours house for a sleepover that night. I was thinking about ditching and going with them, but I didn't. Around three in the morning, they got a call from Darry and he told me the two ran away, then the next day in the newspaper we saw about the article about the other boy."

"Do you have any idea where they might have run off to?"

I shook my head again. "Not a clue… hey, can I say something about Johnny and Ponyboy?"

The officer nodded, "Of course."

"If they really are the ones who killed the So- I mean, the boy… I doubt they did it on purpose."

"What do you mean?"

"They 're both quiet and neither could hurt a fly. I'm sure you two know about the rivalry between the kids from the West Side and me and everyone else from the East Side, but I can promise you that if the two of them did do it, it was definitely self-defense. I mean, it's not like we don't have to use self-defense when the kids from the other side of town start to bother us."

"If they bother you all like you say they do, why don't any of you contact any of us here?"

I literally wanted to slap this cop in the face for their question about whether we contacted them at all, we all eventually gave up cause they never believed us and thought we were all the bad guys, especially since we were friends with Dallas, but they should've believed us cause we were friends with Darry. "We have tried to but, it uh… never works out."

The two officers nodded and led me out the room, following behind me to the hallway. I looked at Soda, who looked as worried as ever. Steve looked worried about him and was trying to calm him down. Dallas was calm, cool and collected. Two-Bit looked concerned by the situation, but not nervous. Darry looked worried and bounced his leg up and down.

I saw down on the edge of the bench next to Steve. We all looked up when the two officers who were basically interrogating all of us, and they called Dallas in. We all rolled our eyes a bit at that, not sure what he would say or do.

"I still can't believe this," Soda said quietly, but loud enough for us all to hear, "Sweet little Ponyboy and innocent little Johnny. It just don't make sense."

"Nothing makes sense in the world," I mumbled along with a small sigh.

"But why them? Outta all the people in the world, why them?! They don't deserve anything bad to happen to them! Ponyboy's a good kid, always was. And Johnny, hell, he really doesn't deserve this with what he deals with at home."

"Ya know why this stuff happens, right? I'll tell ya why: cause them Socs think they're so much better than us, everyone thinks that too but in reality, they're worse than hoods or Curly Shepard, who we all know is pretty bad... it makes me sick," Steve growled.

'It's never gonna stop," Two-Bit shrugged, "Whether it's Greasers and Socs or somethin' else, there's always gonna be one group that thinks they're better, and they're gonna make everyone else's life a living hell."

"He's right," Darry sighed, "Unfortunately."

Dallas came out from the room, looking like nothing happened. He sat back down and they asked Darry to go into the room where we all were being questioned. He was hesitant at first. He glanced at me. "You gonna be ok?" I mouthed to him. He nodded a little, then glanced at his even more nervous younger brother, then followed the officers in.

It continued like that for the rest of the day, calling us all in and out. Then we had to say if the sketch artists had accurate looks for the sketches of the two , and unfortunately, they were almost exactly right, with the exception of a few minor things, but that's cause it was dark outside when they whole thing happened. None of us wanted to answer, but we had to.

I'd never really been at a police station before for this long. I'm not saying I haven't been in one I have a few times actually, but like I said- never this long. Plus, this was the farthest I'd ever been into a station cause usually I would be in the front lobby or wherever waiting for someone I knew or something to be cleared up. I'd always pray and hope to God that I'd never have to be this far into one, but here I was, sitting in a chair being interrogated about everything.

We eventually were allowed to leave and when we did it was dark out. We went back to the house and decided to take a break considering everything that had happened during the day. We didn't go out, we were all too nervous about the situation and even each other's well-being at this point. "Dallas, you sure you don't know anything about where they are?" Soda asked.

Dallas gave a heavy sigh, "Soda, I already told you. I just know that they mentioned Texas."

Two-Bit jumped us from his seat, "Then why don't we go look for 'em! Texas ain't too far from Oklahoma, right? They outta be there by now!"

"No," Dallas said sternly, "The cops'll get all suspicious if we do that."

"Dal," I said, "Can I talk to you outside for a sec?" He nodded and walked out the house behind me and we went to the side of the house. I crossed my arms over my chest, "Where are they?" I asked with no emotion other than a slight annoyance, mixed with a little anger.

He sighed, "I already said I don't know where other than that they mentioned Texas."

"That's bullshit, Dallas."

"Excuse me?"

I grabbed him by the neck of his t-shirt and pushed him up against the side of the house. "Dallas Winston what you're telling me and everyone else in there is complete bullshit. If you don't tell me where they really are and what you know and where those boys are right now, I will personally beat the shit out of you and make sure you never walk properly ever again, do I make myself clear?" I growled at him and tried to hide the shaking in my voice. His eyes were wide at my sudden outburst at him. By now my whole body was shaking. "I said, am I clear?"

He sighed, "Alright, I'll tell you."

I let go of his shirt, backed up a bit and crossed my arms. "Now talk."

"You should be a cop, seriously, man… ok, the night it happened the two of 'em came over to Buck's. I gave 'em some money to get food and whatever else they needed the first day they got there, a gun if they needed it-"

"Why the hell did you give them a gun?!"

"Will you shut up?!" he hissed, then sighed to calm down, "I know they're not gonna use it. Anyway, I gave them directions to get to Windrixville cause there's this abandoned church where they could hide in out there."

"And you just left them there? Alone?"

"I'm not an idiot, Rain… look, I told them once it wasn't the talk of the neighborhood no more, I was gonna go up there and see how they're doin'. I was planning on it in a day or two cause it's already started to calm down a little bit, at least as much as it can."

"I'm comin' with you."

He gave me a weird look. "No. No you're not… do you know what could happen if somethin' goes wrong while I'm there?"

"I'll take the risk," I shrugged.

"Are you sure? I mean, you've never got in trouble with the fuzz before or nothin'."

"I just wanna make sure they're ok."

He sighed, "Fine… but if anything happens, don't say I didn't warn you." I nodded and we started back inside toward the house. He stopped and looked at me. "By the way, nice little freak out before," he smirked.

I chuckled a bit, "Thanks… ya know, I only did it cause I'm scared and nervous."

"In a fight, fear is the best thing to have… keeps ya alert." He continued on into the house, leaving me standing there with a confused look on his face, trying to figure out what he meant by that and where he got it from.

Oooooh look at Rain, I'm so proud of her XD

By the way, remember what I had Dallas tell her in that last thing, it'll show up one way or another in the future, trust me

Anyway, was this chapter good? Like, did it seem outta character for her? I have no idea, only you can decide that cause you're the reader… I mean I read it too, but that's just to see any typos I made that I never go back and fix.

Oh! I saw Paul Blart Mall Cop 2 this past Saturday! It was so funny oh my gahd. And this Thursday I'm going to my friend Jacob's birthday party, then in two Saturday's on the 16th, one of my best friend's birthday party… plus mother's day is next Sunday :)

Anyway, hope you liked the chapter! Peace from all the hippies of the world =^-^=