d.w. ~ fuck up

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Tulsa, Oklahoma. Library ~ Bucks party.
Thursday, 1965.
10:21 a.m.

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"You know everyone near you can practically hear you, right?" I said.

They stopped what they were doing and put their pants back on.

"Oh Dal. Dally, Dally, Dally." I said. "Never seems to keep his promises. Especially with his own girl." He stood still, knowing that he can object to what I say anymore.

"You. Leave." I said to the girl. She looked at Dallas and walked away.

"Before I speak, I don't want you getting all over me, thinking sex would change my mind." I said.

"I am too tired to even get mad at you or even lecture you but let me tell you this, Winston..."

"You don't fuck with me, and when you do. You'll fuck up." I said.

"Oh so scary, I'm so scared to lose you!" He said sarcastically. "You're trash anyhow, I should've never even fucked with you in the first place."

"Watch your words, Winston. Anything can happen." I said then left.

He'll know what I mean.

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• Dallas' POV •
* 6 MONTHS LATER *

"Hey what about that brunette over there?" Said Two-Bit.

"Just stop, Two. There's nothing that's gonna get me back to fucking whores again." I said. "God damnit, she was right."

"Right about what? Who are we talking about?" Two-Bit said, drunk. "I fucked up. I'm never gonna have her back. Fucking just-- What the hell is wrong with me!?" I yelled to myself.

"Dallas, calm down! You should've known about her before." Said Buck.

"I should've known before? Oh yeah like I'm a fucking psychologist and has mind reading powers and shit. How the fuck was I supposed to know?" I shouted.

"Sshh, just lower your tone will ya?" Said Buck.

"How the fuck did she know I'll miss her? Did she cast spells on me or something...?" I said. "She could be a witch." Said Two.

"Nah man, she's never interested in that shit. She's too close with God to cast spells."

"Dal just go do something to keep yourself busy. There's a fight about to start, I gotta stop it." Said Buck, then he left.

I sighed and went outside.

I walked down the sidewalk, trying not to think about her.

Man she really was right, I can't get over her. I guess she's some mind manipulator or I just fucked up completely, not realizing how much I love her.

Walking past a few houses, I passed hers.

The lights were on and I could hear quite loud music playing from inside.

And there she was, dancing to her favorite song. She seems so happy and she looks like she forgot about me. I wonder if she made any other guys feel this way.

Once I got a good look at her, I wanted to talk to her until another guy walked in and started to dance with her.

At first, I though it could just be her father until they kissed and he started to look less like her father.

I huffed and walked away, back to Bucks.

"Hey, where'd you go?" Buck asked.

"I just took a walk. I'm gonna go to bed, I'm... Tired." I said.

I ran up to my room and flopped on my bed.

"Oh well I'm horny, I'm gonna find a whore to fuck." I said.

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Apologies for the ending of this story. I had to make it unique in some way.

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