The Outsiders - Preferences - 100 Chapters

Your first fight and making up

Darry: You tend to forget things, which would be alright, if it didn't happen so often. There were discussions between you and Darry, about how it affected your relationship in the long-term. So one day, you were going through your to-do list, and the last point was, to put a chicken in the oven. It was a new recipe you wanted to try out, and the chicken needed to be in the oven for a few hours. You prepared everything, and walked away, thinking, you put the chicken in the oven, when it wasn't, but you didn't realize it. You went after your day, did a bit of laundry, put on new bed sheets, and just overall tidied the house. At around 6.30 PM, the door swung open, and you hear a few footpairs, followed by a ,,Hey, Y/N!" And a ,,Hey babe!". Darry, Soda and Steve came home, and you walked downstairs to greet them. As you walked by the kitchen, Darry was standing there in front of the chicken. ,,Y/N, what's that?", he asked you, giving you a very questioning, and kind of angry look. ,,Oh shit, I'm so sorry! I thought I put it in the oven...I guess, I forgot..." You facepalmed yourself, when Darry walked up to you, lifting your head. ,,I don't want to fight over it, I just wanna talk to you about it, okay?" It was a bit weird to you, since you thought, he'd start a fight, but thank god no. ,,You surprise me everytime, you know? That problem with you being so forgetful did disturb me, every now and then, but...Then I saw how you tried to improve, and...I wanna help you, as much as I can. And I think, not starting a fight over it, is the first step." He gave you a weak smile, just barely able to see it, and you grinned back. ,,Thank you, Darry. I think, I'll figure something out." :)

Sodapop: You've had a reckless nature, and that's what Soda loved the most about you. You were carefree, didn't back up from challenges you faced, and took everyday, as if it was your last. But then there were the cons of it: You had a bit of a drinking problem, your only parent abused you verbally and physically, and the help you try to get from teachers or any superiors is basically not there. Most of the time talking to Soda and one or two others of the gang helped you get along with it. But there was that one time, which Soda would never forget: It was early evening, when you walked out from Soda's room, and dowstairs into the living room. You just got ready to go to a party at Buck's with Two-Bit and Dally, and wanted to say bye to Soda. ,,Hey, we're gone, 'aight? I'll be back at 1 AM latest!" You gave him a kiss, and he waved to you, as you walked out the house. The party at Buck's wasn't too big, but not small either. You got yourself a beer, along with Two-Bit. Dally was nowhere to be found, probably already picking up some chicks. ,,So, how's it goin' with Soda?", Two-Bit asked you, trying to start a conversation. ,,Pretty good, I love it!" He nodded in agreement, and you two talked about whatever for the next hour. And then it started. Some kind of unease came over you, but you didn't feel it. But what you did feel was the amount of alcohol you started to drink. A beer here, a beer there, a few shots from a challenge...Everything mixed together. Your vision turned blurry, you were feeling dizzy and disoriented, and just tried to see, where either Two-Bit or Dally was. Blinking rapidly helped you gain a bit of your vision back, and you thought you spotted Dally in the crowd on the dance floor. Getting down from the bar stool was luckily withou injury, but you were practically wobbling your way to him. As you reached Dally, you basically fell into his arms, and he catched you right in time. ,,Damn, doll, what did you drink, huh?", he asked, but you could barely say a word. He picked you up and brought you to his room. Gently laying you on his bed, Dally tried to ask you abiut what you drank, but your vision went more and more blurry again, until eventually, you passed out. The next morning you woke up, you weren't alone. Dally was next to you, and you imagined the worst. Did you two kiss? Or even had sex? Hell, if it was, was consent involved? Trying to sit up, your head spun so hard, you fell back down. Slowly you stood up, trying not to wake Dallas up. As soon as you were standing, you could feel a rumble in your stomach, and sour taste in your mouth. Luckily you made it to the bathroom, and thank god it wasn't severe. Sitting on the bathroom floor, you held back your tears. If you couldn't remember what happened last night, what's the worst that could come? If Soda sees you still here, and not back at his house, what will he imagine? That you cheated? Two years down the drain? No, that could not happen. Taking a deep breath, you got out of the bathroom, back into Dally's room. He seemed sound asleep, so you sat next to the bed on the floor, poking him to make him wake up. ,,Man, stop it, what do you want...?", Dally sleepily answered, trying to turn onto the other side. ,,Dal, I gotta know what happened yesterday, 'cause I don't remember-" Suddenly the door was pushed open, with Soda standing in the frame. He had a smile on, finally finding you, but it vanished as fast as he entered the room. ,,Y/N...OH MY GOD, what are you wearing!? Did you...No, this can't be, I...I'm sorry, but we're done!" The door was slammed shut, before you could even respond. Dally finally woke up, and looked you up and down. ,,Oh damn, with what you're wearing, that's my fault, I'm sorry, I didn't-" The next thing he knew, was a hard slap across his face. It was the realization, that you were just in your underwear, next to Dallas Winston, who made it possible, that you lost a two year relationship in mere seconds. Putting your clothes back on, you made sure to yell every profanity at his mind, being on the verge of tears. ,,Thanks for nothing, Dallas Winston. You gotta explain yourself!" And you stormed out of his room and out of Buck's. You took a walk, with your final station being the Curtis' house. As you entered it, you were greeted by a grim looking Ponyboy. ,,You better explain yourself, Y/N! Soda's been crying for the last half an hour, you know how much you hurt him!?" And your tears started flooding, too. You couldn't hold them back no more, and you tried to tell your side of the story between sobs. ,,I know...I know it'll sound weird if I say, that it wasn't what it looked like, but not even I know! The only thing I remember is waking up next to Dallas! My memory from the past night is gone! Gone! Got it!? And now I've lost Soda, oh goodness..." Sinking into the sofa, you looked at Ponyboy, who suddenly seemed sympathetic. He didn't say anything, but walked away into the kitchen, when suddenly, you could hear it. Heavy sobs if sadness, followed by a hiccup. You need to tell him what's been going on...But will Soda want to see you? You brushed that thought off, got up from the couch and up the stairs to Soda and Pony's room. Knocking on the door, there wasn't an answer coming back, so you pushed the door open. There he was, laying on his bed, a tissue box next to him, his head buried in the pillow. Walking up and sitting down, you tapped him on his shoulder. It was just a short glimpse, but he was already angry. ,,Get out! Now!" ,,Soda, I can explain, I-" ,,I said GET OUT! You don't have to explain yourself! I knew it...They told me, you'd treat me like Sandy did." He turned his head away, looking out the window. You were stiff. He never yelled at you, Soda wouldn't dare. ,,Hey, Sodapop? First of all, don't yell at me! Second of all, how do you think I feel? You didn't even want to hear my side of the story! What would you say if I told you, that I don't remember anything from last night? Only waking up next to Dallas? Sodapop, please, listen: I don't know what happened, and I don't want to lose you! I love you, Soda, I really do!" You started sobbing again, and went out of the room, back onto the sofa. You knew he was done with you. Two years down the drain. Wow. After a few minutes, Dallas entered the house, sitting afar but next to you. ,,Hey, uhm...I think I've got some explaining to do, huh?" ,,Some? SOME!? Very much to be exact, Winston. You just had to ruin it, huh? Thanks for nothing, really. But go on, I wanna hear, what you did to me!" He cocked an eyebrow, but began to tell you, what happened. And it made sense. You remembered some things now. ,,Could you please tell that to Sodapop? I can't get to him..." ,,Alright, I'll see what I can do." And up he went to talk to Soda. It felt like an eternity. An hour, two hours, three hours passed, but none of them came out of the room. Until they did. Soda's eyes were so red, you could swear a blood vessel had popped. You wanted to say something, but Soda had other plans. He pulled you onto your feet and hugged you, kissing you, too. ,,I'm so sorry I didn't listen to you, Y/N. I love you." It filled you with joy, and you hugged him back, kissing him, too. ,,I love you, Sodapop Curtis." :)