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He was my brother

This takes place after Dallas dies... 😭

Y/N pov: its been awhile since my best friend dally had passed. Ive been a wreck ever since, but the gang knew he would die like that someday.

"Hey y/n?"

"Yes Two-bit?"

"I hate to ask this but, what was your relationship with dal? You guys always seemed like you were dating."

"Funny you ask, he was my brother.. well not really but thats what it felt like."

I started tearing up, i just couldnt live without dally

"You dont have to tell us y/n"

"Im fine soda , really i am. Im just afraid y'know"

"Afraid of what? Y/N you know im here for you"

Soda held my hand and squeezed it, letting me know its fine to let my feelings out.

"Well, me and dal were best friends, inseparable. We met in jail actually. I was visiting my mom and i saw a 10 year old in jail, i started talking to him and he said his name was dallas. Ever since then we would meet after he got out of jail, which didnt take long, me and dal grew up together, we both grew up to be greasers and once my mom passed in jail and my dad had completely lost it, i realized dal was all i had left, and it was better off that way. Me and dal wouldnt let go of each other no matter what, dal dosent seem to love many things, considering he's told me when your tough you dont feel much, but i could tell dal loved me, like a brother"

I stopped when i realized I was rambling. Embarrassed I started to look away from the gang, realizing that they were still there

"Wow, I never knew he meant that much to you, sorry for asking about him" two bit had regret in his eyes, I came over and hugged him

"It's fine, I needed that off my chest"

Two-bit smiled and patted me on the shoulder.

God, dallas why did you have to leave me...