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𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴𝘰𝘯

      "Dally ....wake up" I felt someone shake me as I was literally sleeping. Who in the hell is in my fucking bed shaking me?

       I opened my eyes and turned over facing the wall. I don't wanna fuck this broad I'm fucking sleeping. She can leave. I don't give a fuck, I want her to leave. Who ever she is.

        "Dally, you okay?" No, I'm not okay. I will be once YOU FUCKING LEAVE ASSHOLE. I swear if she reads my mind like Darry does then imma just kill her.

       I don't even remember what happened last night. All I remember was going to Tim's then just taking a shot of a something that Tim said and I quote 'don't get you drunk'. I definitely blacked out.

         "Dally I know you're awake, talk to me" I didn't say anything "DALLY?!" She screamed, I rolled my eyes and forced my self to turn around.

         Everything in life felt normal until I turned around. When I turned around I think it was the first time I freaked out cause I probably slept with her.

        "what the fuck you doing in my bed?" My eyes widened as I looked at her. I'm so fucked.

         "Dally we can't tell anyone about this" she muttered as she ran her hands through her hair. What the fuck?!

         "How did this happen?!" I yelled at her and she sighed and groaned.

         "I'm so going to die for this"

        "You're going to die for this?! I'm dead for this shit?! Fuck?! Get the fuck out. Leave. Go. I don't want to see ever in this fucking place got it. We don't talk about what happened, we were drunk blacked out. We don't speak about it. Nothing changes. Leave." She nodded and she quickly put on her dress. What was I thinking?! I'm so fucked?!

           "Bye"

          "Don't say bye! Just go?!" FUCK?!?!

         I waited 5 minutes trying to process what happened. What I did.... okay this was also her fault so what we both did.

        I got out of bed and of course I was fucking naked, did I expect not to be? No. I put on my sweats and quickly went down stairs.

        "Beer now" I ordered to Buck before he said anything.

       "OH MY GOD YOU AND ANGELA FUCKED?!" I never thought those words would make me just want to stab myself.

         "No shit.... I didn't know."

        "You are in some deep shit my friend, Tim finds out, you're a dead man" I think I wanted to cry. This is the worst thing that has happened to me in years.

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