Staying Gold - Dally Winston Fanfic

"Fuckin' Socs"

You wake up in a pool of sweat, you're breathing rapidly. Night terrors. When you were 7 you got jumped by a few Socs, they gave you the scar just below your temple. They would've killed you if it wasn't for Keith pulling out his switchblade. He may have been 6 but he sure as hell wasn't gonna let anyone hurt you. You look around the room and notice Dally isn't in sight.
"Dal..?" You call out. He doesn't come to you. No tellin' what he's doing now. He could be in the cooler or dead in an alley. With Dallas you'll never know.
You grab his pillow and wrap your arms and legs around it, burying your face in it. Dally started holding you when you got terrors but now he isn't here. It was odd that he wasn't here. Dallas always made sure you were awake and took you with him whenever he'd leave. This soon had you worried and you quickly slipped on Dal's jacket which he'd oddly left behind. You made sure to grab the switchblade Two bought you as well before making your way down the stairs and out of Buck's.
It didn't take too long before you heard punches being thrown and people taking hits. That was your almost immediate sign that Dally had gotten into trouble. You followed the sounds cautiously, making sure you weren't going to get jumped by whomever was there.
The sight of Dallas throwing punches left and right at Socs had you stopped in your tracks. He left Buck's with only his jeans, no shirt or anything else on. You smiled a little at his physic before you saw that he was bleeding. As soon as you saw the blood running down his temple you took off towards him.
"Dallas!" You cried, grabbing his hand in an attempt to pull him away from the fight.
"Doll face, let go." He said sternly, ripping his hand away as he now was trying to keep the Socs off of himself and their new target, you.
"Dally you're bleeding! I need to get you back ho-" you began before looking down. There was a hand digging your blade into your abdomen. Looking back up you saw a familiar face. Eva. Once she was your best friend, and now she's here stabbing you. You winced a little as the blade was pulled out of you, immediately putting your hand over the wound and leaning against Dally.
"Shit, baby doll!" He cried as he eventually fought off all of the Socs. He laid you down on the curb and put his hand over yours, helping you apply pressure to the wound. His other hand cupped your face as he kissed you gently. "Hey, you're gonna be okay, baby. I promise, you'll be okay. Them fuckin' Socs are gonna get it for hurting you, okay? But why would you come out here. You should've just stayed at Buck's, I would've been okay.."
"I had a terror and needed you b-but you weren't there.." you mumbled as you squeezed Dally's hand gently. "I love you, yknow that? I love you so much, Dallas Tucker Winston."
Dally smiled softly before he picked you up and started rushing back to Buck's with you. "I love you too, Sarah Anne Matthews.. now don't pass out on me. We're gonna get you all patched up at Buck's, okay?"
"Okay..sounds good to me.."

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**bro i kinda just like died for 2 years, my bad 😭