Dally's POV
I jolt awake to see Rosie snuggled tightly into my chest. I was drenched in cold sweat and shivering. It had been a while since I had even thought about Sylvia, I tried to shove her into the back of my mind but she wasn't one to be silenced.
"Dally?" Rosie asks looking up at me with her wide innocent eyes.
"Yeah?" I ask, trying to keep the shivering at bay.
"You alright?" She asks, looking at me carefully in the darkness.
"Yeah, I'm okay." I lie
She nods and gets up, I wonder briefly where shes going but she comes back with a dry tshirt and a cigarette.
She hands them to me and turns away as I change into the tshirt. I lit the cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke.
"Thanks." I say, smiling a little at her.
"Can I ask you something?" She asks, lighting her own cigarette.
"Sure." I say trying to blow a smoke ring.
"Have you ever been to Oaklahoma?" She asks laying back down with me as our breathing falls into a heavy rythm as we exhale smoke.
I shake my head.
"We're moving there in a few days, would you want to come with?" She asks, twisting her hair as she blushed and looked down.
"I mean, I don't really have a choice do I?" I ask, exhaling deeply.
"You can always quit." She says, playfully punching me in the shoulder.
"Yeah right. " I mutter as I pretend not to notice her smile.
"So you want to come?" She asks, her tone light.
"Yes." I say, having to smile at her contagious good mood.
Her smile was dazzling. She put out her cigarette and curled back up against me and slowly drifted to sleep. I soon followed.
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FanfictionThis is a story about Dally before the gang when he was 16 and growing up on the streets.I hope to answer all questions about Dally's past along with some the gang later.
