If Happy Ever After Did Exist

Chapter 1: Mixed Emotions

I'm not sure what I'm feeling. I don't know if I love him or not. I can't. Right? My dad would shit a brick. My step-mom wouldn't care but my Mother would. I'm not sure what my step-dad would think. I'm not sure.

"Sherry!" My dad called from downstairs. I walked down to several family members, most crying and others looks upset. I look around for a moment, a confused look crossed my face. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Honey.." my step-mom walks up to me and gently takes a hold of my hands. She squeezes them lightly. "Your dad's mom, she.." my step-mom started. "She died last night." She continued. My eyes open wide, "How?" I ask. "Nobody knows. She died in her sleep." My step-mom didn't know know my grandmother on my dad's side too well but I'm sure she just felt sympathy.

I hugged my step-mom, softly crying. Great. I have to go to school in a few minutes and I've messed up my make-up. That's just wonderful. I don't have enough time to redo bug oh well. I'm sure no one'll notice. I was wrong.

"Cherry, what's wrong?" Ponyboy asked me later that day. Marcia was sick today or she would've been the one to notice. I saw Two-Bit scurrying to gather her work, since he did end up calling her. Maybe. I'm not sure, I didn't care to ask. "I'm fine." I responded.

Finally I thought to myself. School was over. I got into my red car. "You don't look so good." I heard a deep husky voice point out the obvious. "Yeah, um, my grandmother on my dad's side just passed last night." I answered without thinking. I realized what I had just said and jerked myself around to look at the man. Of course. Dallas Winston. My mouth lingered open but no words came out. "Sad." He responded, not sure if he meant it or not.

"Say, Princess." He started. Princess? I thought, He's never called me that before. "I want to show you some places." He continued, "pretty places. Some I'm sure you'll like. Reminds me of you. The prettiest girl I've ever seen." He smirked. "You were doing well but but then you came off too strong." I replied.

"Aww, how sweet." He laughed. "Fine. I'll come to your house. Address?" I pulled out a notepad and a pen. "No. That won't be necessary, I'll come to your house." Dally insisted. "No, I'll come to your house. Please?" I practically started begging and I could tell he liked that. "Fine." He grabbed my pen and notepad and wrote his address. "Tonight at 6." Dally said. I nodded. He started walking then he turned back and blew a kiss. I could feel my face get heated up and a slight smile from on my lips.

I started home. The ride home was a blur, all I could think about was tonight and Dallas Winston. When I got home, I was greeted with my step-mom's dog Arrow. He was small husky, looked like a wolf. "Hey, Arrow!" I called and petted the dog. "Hello, sister!" My brother, Aaron, called from the kitchen. "Hello, brother." I called back. "Hello, sweetie." My step-mom smiled brightly, her blonde and white hair pulled back into her normal low bun. My brother's orange hair was short so he didn't have to worry.

My step-mom's icy blue eyes flashed. My brother's green eyes glowed in the moonlit sky, alongside mine. "Hey." I started. Aaron and my step-mom looked at me. "What would y'all say if I went out with a greaser?" I asked suddenly. "Well I wouldn't mind." My step-mom's voice was soft as she spoke. "As long as he doesn't hurt ya." Aaron's voice went cold. I nodded. "Try to finish your homework though, alright?" I heard my step-mom call after me. "Alright, Emilia." That was my step-mom's name, we never called her mom.

I finished my homework while listening to some Elvis Presley music. I looked at my clock and saw it was 5:13. Enough time to get ready. I decided to wear a red top with a black skirt. The skirt was tight and the top was sorta revealing, but eh. I pulled my hair into a bun like my step-mom's, a low bun. I put on some make-up, more than I usually wore but less than the greaser girls wore, way less. I put on the pearl necklace my grandmother gave me when I was younger. I put on some small, gold, heart earrings. I was uncomfortable but oh well. I've never wore this though my mother has tried to make me plenty of times.

"Alright, I'm done with homework, now I'm heading out." I called to my step-mom and Aaron. They both said bye and I started my car and left. I pulled up to a small, old looking house. This is where he lives? I thought to myself. I walked up to the door, my black heels making the house make old noises. I knocked and an old man answered. "Is Dallas Winston home?" I asked in my most polite voice. "Depends. You one of his sluts?" His voice was deep and rude. "Uh, no. He asked me out earlier and I said yes and insisted to come get him instead of the other way around." I responded.

"What's a pretty girl like you hanging with my trashy son anyway?" He asked. So that's Dally's dad? Interesting. "Uh." I stuttered. "Dad." I knew that voice. The man turned and I was able to see that it was Dally. Dally scurried towards me and pulled me away. "We're gone!" Dally called. "Come back anytime, Sweetheart!" The man called. Sweetheart? Was he serious?? He looks like he's in his 50s or 60s! I thought.

Dally opened my driver's side door for me. I got in and Dally did soon after. We drove. "Don't pay him no mind." Dally said after a minute or 2 of silence. "Hm." Was all I could let out. That man grossed me out. "Though, this is exactly the reason why I didn't want you to come get me. He always flirts with all the girls I bring over." Dally continued after a few seconds. "It's fine. Really, Dal." I responded after clearing my throat. I kept looking at Dally for some reason, not so sure why though.

I drove us to Buck's so he could get his drinks. "Do you trust me?" He asked. I nodded slowly. "Keys." He pointed to my car keys. I'm not sure why but I gave them to him. He drove me to a hill. He pointed to the sunset ahead of us. I gasped in amazement. I need to bring Ponyboy here sometimes I thought to myself. "I've never seen a sunset this amazing in years." I admitted. "Hm. Strange." He replied and put his hand on mine. I looked at him and looked back at at sunset. I looked back at him again after the sun has almost fully set. He grabbed my right bottom cheek and kissed me. I wanted to push him away but something told me not to. It was strange. I wanted this. Right?

I kissed back. We practically fell into the backseat of my car. It's a good thing the hood was up. Dally was on the top. Top of me. His warm arms and hands embracing me and rubbing me. He was going up and down. It was so good.

After the intercourse, I drove him home then drove myself home. I went to my room and layed in my bed. As soon as I knew it, I had fallen asleep.