Ah hah! I finally got it figured out , I've had some authors block lately but finally I got this chapter Planned out :3 ok this chapter will be in Dally's P.O.V ! Yes yay! Im excited too (:

I don't own a thing, happy 11th chapter :D

It wasn't suppose to be like this. I wasn't suppose to find out in the first place. A part of me is glad I did anyway. I mean Pony was what nine when this started ? Damn That's just... Wow. And that monster ( I can't call him a man) it's all his fault. He got Johnny for a while that's all I knew.

Then on Monday, oh glory Ponyboy too! The funny thing is Johnny would be dead if not for the beatings Pony takes. From what I can tell Pony's beating are worse then what Johnny gets.

Right now I'm in my " room" waiting for Pony to get here from that house. I can tell you I ain't itching to see the kid all beat up and bruised. Maybe I should have never told him to come here, let him go to Athena's. No I should never have gotten involved to start with! Never should have gone to the Curtis house. Never gone into their room. Never should have gotten in to that fight with that monster.

Then a small voice told it was better I knew. That if I didn't Pony would be all alone, even if he was for most of it. Something tells me were still really far from the end. That if I didn't know could have been dead, beaten in his room from that guy. That in the end I did good.

Then I realize Dallas Winston does not do good. Dallas Winston does not help people. No sir, I don't. Then again I don't care about people, but finding out flicked on the "caring" switch .

I don't think I could ever forget the feelings I got walking in to that room. Seeing Pony curled up in a corner getting all beat up by that guy. The panic I felt when Ponyboy slumped to the floor knocked out from hitting his head on the closet door knob. That only made my anger grow like a wild fire. After I had pushed out of my way rushing to Pony, yelling for him to get out. Along with a threat of killing him later.

Picking up Pony and laying him on the bed. And sitting on the chair lost and tangled in my own mixed up thoughts. I did know one thing, now I had two people to look out for. Johnny and Pony.

We had made an agreement I was to know everything from that point on. He agreed fairly simple.

My thoughts are stopped short when my door opens, I look up. It's Pony, he doesn't look to bad, a few cuts and bruises here and there. Nothing I can't handle. "Hey kid," I say.

" Hey Dal," he responds softly.

I pull out the first aid kit buck has, " have a seat," I tell him getting out bandages. He sits on the bed, awkwardly fiddling with a lose string on his shirt. He glances around the room nervously. I almost laugh, it's just so...so...childish.

" Uhm Dally?" I snap from my thoughts.

" Yeah?"

" Thanks ." I nod, that just reminds me how he doesn't deserve this. He was to good for any of this. Not just the deal, but being a greaser and being looked down on. True I never really payed an attention to it till this past week. As the week went on the reasons just grew. A part of me always knew that the kid was to good for any of this, That was the part I hardly payed attention to. I apply band-aids and gauze to the places needed. "Done," I say.

"Well uh, I've got a cut on my side so..."

I nod, "Let me see." He glances at me licking his lips nervously. "Come on Pony I don't have all day."

He nods, "Don't freak out." He slowly pulls off his shirt, I feel anger bubble up inside me. I see every cut, scar, and bruise on him. I take a deep breath and work on that cut. I remind myself not to freak out. Pony is already uneasy about me knowing, lets not give him another thing to stress about. I can't help but think of Athena, how does she act about this? I'm trying to act like she would as best as I can to make this easier for both of us. So Pony's not so freaked out. He looks really freaked out, I bet he's worried. This made me feel like I'm failing.

"Why do you even deal with this,"I finally ask the question on my mind.

"For-."

"No why did you even say yes in the first place? I know for Johnny, and all but really you would go to the extent of getting beat? Believe me I would do anything to help him, but this..." I had to know. Its been bugging me all week. I couldn't figure it out, and nothing bugged me more then not being able to figure stuff out.

"Well he said he would kill Johnny, so I had too."

"Didn't every cross your mind it was a bluff? If he's as smart as you say he is, he knows better then to kill someone!"

His eyes narrow, "Well geez Dal, I really didn't think that, cause really what 9 year old does?"

I rolled my eyes at his sassy little attitude. "So that's what it was, you not using your head. Like always.

His eyes narrowed dangerously, "Oh well sorry Dallas, I didn't mean to help Johnny! You know I should have done what you would have! Fuck it! He dies he dies, ain't my problem! I really didn't try to burden you while trying to save a buddy,"he yelled face red with anger. I realized I had taken I a little overboard with what I said. Pony was right, he really was just trying to help Johnny. I would have done the same if I was him at that time.

"Pony..."

"No! Forget it! I'm leaving,"With that he yanked his shirt away from my hands and marched out slamming the door. I sat on the bed, Hating myself for what I did.

Pony P.O.V

I marched angrily home. A part of me felt bad for yelling at Dallas. He really was only trying to help, and he doesn't understand what's going on. I guess I hoped he would understand like Athena. Now that I think I was out of my mind for that. This was Dallas Winston, he wasn't soft and sweet. He told you to jump, you don't ask unless you want a nice new black eye.

I sigh really felling bad now. I wanted to go back and apologize, but I figure Dally might be mad so I'll talk to him tomorrow. I reached into my pocket pulling out a lighter and a smoke. I lit the weed shoving the lighter in my pocket again. I took a deep puff. I blew out the smoke in a sigh. Today was a bad day.

Turning the corner to my street, I look at the pavement. I make my way up the steps. Opening the door and closing it quietly, in case someones on the couch.

"Hello Ponyboy, where have you been this evening,"I froze at the sound of Darry's voice.

Fact: worst day of my life, most likely my last too

Bleh short chapter!

What do you think? Did Dal come out ok? I hope so...

Ok now real important question your going to hate me for this but... any ideas about how the gang find out? I've had a few ideas but none of them really work out to well.

tell me in a review.