Someone knocks on the door you go look who it is it's Socs
Storm: what the fuck
Layla: what is it
Storm: Socs
Layla: why are they here
Storm: I don't know um come on (you and Layla go to a room and hide in a closet you hear them come in) shhh
You hear them opening doors they open the one to the bedroom then after hearing the door close you look out
Soc: well look here what do we have......two greaser bitches
Storm: what the hell do you want why are you here
Soc: because you're boyfriends humiliated us
Storm: they kicked your asses
Soc: SHUT UP (slaps you) GET EM
Storm: Layla run!! (She bolts) (they grab you you squirm to get away but they're to strong they take you out of the house to the car they put duct tape on your mouth and around your wrists you arrive to the lot and see the boys you slightly panic but get relieved they take you out of the car) hello Darrel
Darry: Rick
Soc: we aren't fighting for victory
Darry: then what are we fighting for (the Socs push you forward to the boys but still on the Soc side)
Dally: Storm
Sonny: S
Dally: LET ER GO SHE HAS NOTHIN TO DO WITH THIS (he walks up further to you the Soc holding you put a knife to your necks Darry stops dally)
Darry: let her go
Soc: I'm thinkin no
Dally: you'll pay for this
Soc: are we threatening
Dally: no that's a promise (the Soc sends a signal and the one holding you cuts you from cheek to the side of your eyebrow deep)
Layla: there!!
Police: put your hands where I can see them (the Socs do the police arrest the Socs that took you you go to dally he cuts the duct tape off your wrists and takes the tape off your mouth you cry into his chest and hug him he holds you tight) we're gonna need you to come down to the station to give a statement
Dally: ok
After a couple minutes you stop crying then you all go to the police station you didn't feel anything dally was holding you all the way to the station you all got out and went in the police started asking you questions you couldn't hear anything but ringing you didn't know what they were asking you didn't have the energy to answer
Sonny: (echo) Storm answer the question
Police: (echo) what happened
Storm: (echo stops) we were wait for the boys to come back and someone knocked on the door it was the Socs
Police: and Socs are?
Storm: rich kids socials Socs so I got my friend and hide in a closet I thought they left I was wrong they said the guys would pay for humiliating them I smarted off and he slapped me then I told Layla to run and she did then they took me put me in their car duct taped my mouth and wrists and drove to the lot they said they weren't fighting for victory they were fighting for me so then they put a knife to my neck cut me and then you guys showed up
Police: thank you we'll be back with you shortly (your parents run up to you asking what happened you blocked that out too they hugged you you couldn't hug back)
Police: (echo) we believe she has ptsd ptsd we believe she has ptsd we believe ptsd she has ptsd
Dally: (everything came to view when he called your name) stormy (you look to him) you've been spaced out for hours (you look around you aren't in the police station anymore you're in your living room your parents are looking at you worried and so is Sonny)
Storm: how did I get here I thought I was in the police station
Dally: darlin we left 2 hours ago you've been out of it ever since
Storm: oh........then I need a shower
Dally: stormy remember you can't take a shower your leg is broke (you look down)
Storm: r right......I'll uh figure it out (you waddle to the bathroom)
Jenny stands up
Dally: I got it (he goes after you when he walks in you're in the empty tub with your clothes on staring at the wall) hey beautiful (he gets down beside you on his knees you slowly turn your head to him) hey whatcha doin
Storm: taking a bath
Dally: ok come here
Storm: hm (you sit up he takes off your shirt and shorts)
Dally: put your leg over the tub (you put your cast over the edge and dally turns on the water he helps you take a bath then gets you out and carries you to your room he sits you on your bed and gets a big tee shirt he puts you in it) you ok (you nod) I'm sorry
Storm: for what
Dally: not being there
Storm: it's not your fault you couldn't have known
Dally: they think you have ptsd
Storm: I'm fine
Dally: you're not fine stormy
Storm: dally I just want sleep
Dally: ok (he kisses you then lays down beside you and moves you so you're facing him) I I do you know
Storm: I do too I'm sorry I'm not doin good right now it's just so much has happened and I can't wrap my head around it and I can't grasp it and every time I think about it I (tears stroll down your face dally wipes them with his thumb and wraps his arms around you)
Dally: I know I know doll just try and get some sleep we'll talk about it tomorrow
Storm: (sniffs) ok (you move into him and drift to sleep)
Dream
Flash flash
Soc: well what do we have here (slaps) get em
Storm: Layla run
Soc: get in the damn car!!
Soc: we aren't fighting for victory
Shoves
Sends signal
Cuts
You scream and jump awake everyone is in your room looking worriedly at you you cry into your hands
Sonny: S what happened
Dally: she saw it I heard her talkin (he hugs you and holds you close to him)
Jenny: (cries and runs out the room your dad follows after her)
Sonny: you got it dally
Dally: yeah go back to bed
Malik: honey calm down
Jenny: I don't know what to do anymore it's so much for her in such little time between the crash and getting kidnapped I don't know what to do anymore
Malik: it's ok honey we'll figure it out let's rest for now
Back to you
You cry into dally
Dally: hey baby it's ok I'm here it's me
Storm: will it ever get better
Dally: with time yes ill be with you darlin right here
Storm: Thank you
Dally: yeah
Storm: I don't think I can sleep
Dally: well whatcha wanna do
Storm: I don't know
Dally: I have an idea
Storm: what
Dally: get dressed we're goin drinking
Storm: (you slightly giggle) ok
You get up and put on this:
YOU ARE READING
Falling for Winston
FanfictionYou are 17 year old Storm Presley you have long brown almost black wavy hair and grey eyes you are 5'7 you go to school but hate it you don't have many friends you're a greaser