"Yeah." Dally started. "My friend here, he fell off of his motorcycle."
"How bad is he?" The cop asked.
"I don't know. Do I look like a doctor to you?" He snapped.
"I'll give you police escort." The cop replied after a couple of seconds of staring at Ponyboy.
"Sucker." Dallas said under hi breath.
He had so much going through his head. Dally's emotions were really mixed up. He could lose the one he cares most about tonight.
Ponyboy and Dally arrived at the hospital and ran up to Johnny's room.
"Hey man. How they treating you?" Dally asked.
Johnny remained silent.
"We beat those socs out of here." He added.
"Fighting's ... No ... Good." Johnny whispered out of breath.
"Ponyboy," Johnny said. "Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold."
Dally watched as Johnny's face shifted to face the ceiling. The pillow seemed to sink a little and Johnny died. He couldn't take it. Dallas was gonna blow and he knew it. He didn't care anymore. There was nothing to care about. Johnny gave him something to keep living for but now he is gone. so what's the point of keep moving forward?
"Bastard." Dallas muttered as he slammed his hand on the wall.
He walked out of the hospital swaying a little almost as like he was drunk. He saw a familiar man coming towards him. It was his doctor.
"Hey. You aren't allowed here anymore." He said.
Dallas remembered the gun we was carrying. It wasn't loaded but it sure helped a bluff.
"I'm allowed anywhere I want." Dally said, his voice cracking and pointed the gun at the man.
He pulled the trigger and the man jumped a little. He kept doing that over and over again to tease the doctor.
Dally ran and ran till he passed that store he's been keeping an eye on for a while. He decided to go in.
"Do you want to buy that?" The man at the register asked dally while he was looking at the magazines.
He took the one in his hand and ripped it apart. Dally didn't know what he was doing but it was coming to him like it was second nature. He walked over to the man and took out his gun again
"Give me the money." He mumbled, pushing the gun into the mans face.
"Give me the money!" He yelled this time.
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The Life of Dallas Winston
FanfictionDallas Winston was one tough guy. Arrested at 10, robbed grocery stores, he was someone you made sure to stay away from. But no one really focused on his personal life. His family. No one dared to ask him what was wrong. Everyone assumed that Dallas...
