𝘕𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘌𝘕𝘖𝘜𝘎𝘏 (The Outsiders) ·Dallas Winston· [Unfinished]

Chapter 17

Two weeks later

Elena's POV

I wanted to go hang out with the boys but my mind was stuck on the last time I did. I usually don't go this long without seeing them but I was scared.

Dally scared me.

I hadn't told any of them what happened. I didn't tell anyone actually. My brothers would hunt him down and thats not a fight I want to happen. Dally is strong and I know my brothers can fight but they really underestimate Dallas.

I guess I did too.

Seeing him so angry is a moment I never want to relive. I would rather walk into that bar to see a girl all over him a thousand times if it meant I didn't have to see him so mad at me.

I don't know what he would have done if he didn't have self control. Hit me, push me down, pull a knife, I don't know. I hate to think about Dally being violent towards me because of all things, abusive isn't him.

Dallas isn't the best guy, but he ain't abusive. But that moment... seeing his eyes shift from loving, compassionate, worried... to dark, and scary.

It shocked me. His eyes have always been pretty dead. Its only in these recent weeks since our breakup that I've even noticed him being more emotional and perhaps 'soft'. So the drastic change was frightening.

There was a knock at the door. I was the only one home but I didn't want to answer it. I got up and glanced out my window and seen Steve's car. I smiled and walked to the front door. I pulled the door open and Soda and Steve stood there both shirtless due to the heat.

"Woah, boys," I teased. "Looking hot."

Steve immediately put me in a head lock and Soda laughed as he shut the door behind the two of them.

"Haven't seen you in a while." Soda assisted me in getting Steve off of me. "Not since your fight with Dal."

I grew quiet and looked away. I made my way to my bedroom and the boys followed. Steve somehow ended up with Tony in his arms sometime between the livingroom and my bedroom which made me laugh.

"I figured you were just upset over Dal and all," Steve shrugged.

"I am."

I glanced at the locket that I had taken off that night. It was laying on my night stand on top of the note that I still hadn't managed to put away.

"Well we talked to him and he wanted us to tell you he's sorry for getting so angry at you." Soda sat on my bed.

I sat on the other side of my bed then laid back so my head hit the pillows. I let out a long sigh and stared out the window. Its a beautiful day.

"Why couldn't he tell me himself?"

"You haven't gone to see him how else is he supposed to tell you?" Steve chuckled.

I understood what he meant finally. I let out a long, sad sigh this time. I looked up at the ceiling then closed my eyes.

"Dal is in jail, isn't he?"

"I thought you knew?" Steve sat in the chair in my room.

"No." I shook my head. "No I didn't know."

"He's in for ten weeks. He's been in about one week so he's just got nine left to go."

I didn't know what to say. My biggest pride during our relationship was being able to keep Dally out of jail. He didn't always listen to me. In fact, he never listened to me. But I was able to occupy him enough to make him not get caught doing bad things.

"Sorry, Elena." Soda muttered.

I didnt respond. I pulled another pillow over my head and rolled onto my side. The room fell awkward and quiet.

Though I was avoiding Dallas anyway and had no plans to even want to see him it still hurt knowing he got himself in trouble. Its hard trying to separate my good feelings from my bad towards Dal. But right now all the bad is trumping the good.

He scared me that night, and that's the least forgivable offense.

"Elena," Soda put his hand on my leg. "He'll be out soon."

I didn't respond again.

"I miss my parents." I whimpered as I began to cry.

Its moments like these when I really wish my parents were around. I need a mother. My aunt cares, but hell she works her ass off to keep us three kids afloat so she's never around.

The room stayed quiet aside from my quiet sobs into the pillow. I felt Tony jump onto the bed then walk across my legs. He laid down on my hip and began kneading on my skirt.

"You know what, maybe I should go get us something to eat. Soda you stay with her." Steve left the room then left the house.

I felt Soda move Tony off of me. Tony meowed as he did so. Soda slowly took the pillow out of my arms and moved it away from my face.

"You know I miss my parents all the time, El," he sighed.

"That's different."

"How, Elena?" He pushed down on my hip so I was laying flat on the bed. "We both don't have our parents around."

"Difference is your parents didn't have a choice," I stared at Soda. "If they could choose they would be around. But my parents gave me and my brothers up because drugs and alcohol was way more important than their three kids. God knows where those two bastards are today. Dead, jail, half way across the country...

"You have your aunt," Soda reached towards my face and moved the hair from my eyes. "Your aunt, your brothers, your cat."

I let out a huff and nodded. "Yeah."

"Elena I'm sorry you're going through a lot right now, but the rest of us missed you these past couple weeks."

"I just wanted to stay away from Dally. I seen what you guys meant when you said he can get pretty scary." I sat up and pulled my legs to my chest. "I told Dal I wasn't ever going to get back together with him after we left your house and I don't think I've ever seen him so angry with me. He told me no guy would want me besides him." I said quietly.

Soda sighed, "Im sorry, Elena," he offered me into a hug but I refused. "You're beautiful, El, and any guy would be lucky to have you."

I nodded though I didn't believe it so much. I stared at Soda for a second then looked away, catching my breath as I held in my cries.