Who We Are(The Outsiders Fanfiction)

34|"Don't Hate Me."

<Chris's POV>

The smell of fluffy pancakes fills my nose and makes my stomach growl as a million thoughts run through my head. Last night was not good at all. Skyler was really mean, but then again I didn't really have a halo over my head. Hopefully we can make up soon and forget the argument ever happened.

I sit down next to my family at the oak table. We chew quietly until Soda speaks up. "So Steve and I leave tomorrow, and I wanted to discuss the baby situation since I won't be back for the birth," Soda explains. My shoulders slump an my heart drops.

"Well I can take care of myself," I comment confidently.

"I know but we need to talk about names and stuff," Soda explains. I sigh.

"Can we talk about it later," I request. I'm not in the mood because of my disagreement with Skyler. Being mad at her is not something I like. At that second, strong arms come from behind me and lift me out of my chair.

"Hi girlie," the voice yells. I recognize that the voice belongs to Dally.

"Put me down you Neanderthal," I say playfully. Dally places my feet on the ground and the I see a flash of black hair. Soon after Skyler's arms are around me and she is mumbling sorry over and over in my ear. "It's fine Skyler, we both said things we didn't mean."

"Can we just forget about it and maybe talk about the baby?" She asks desperately. I nod my head and then Skyler and Dally join us at the table.

"Before we say anything I want to clarify, you really are pregnant?" Dally asks stupidly.

"Yes Dallas, I'm pregnant," I answer matter of factly.

"So that means you and Soda-"

"Oh my god Dallas don't bring it up!" I scream and run out of the room.

<Dally's POV>

"Oh now you've done it!" Skyler yells playfully then walks after Chris yelling crazily that I don't know any better.

"So now that that's over, what do you think the gender is?" I ask. Soda smirks.

"Girl."

"Wrong, it's going to be a boy," I say confidently.

"Oh really? And how would Dallas Winston know this?" Soda asks.

"Because I don't like little kids but I may hate the kid less if it were a boy and Dallas Winston always gets what he wants," I justify. Soda looks at me with that stupid smile of his.

"You aren't going to hate my child," he says. Darry and Pony walk to the living room, away from our conversation.

"Oh I'm not?"

"No because when that baby is born, it'll look a little like me and you'll think hey this baby looks like my friend who is risking his life in Vietnam and not to mention is will look like Chris to, and you love your baby sister," Soda tries to explain.

"You forgot someone... Delilah, I expect the baby will look a little like her considering she is Chris and I's mom," I say glumly. Soda puts his hand on my shoulder and his smile fades leaving Soda's face naked.

"Dally, I can honestly say I hope our child looks like Delilah, I know how much your mother meant to you." After Soda says this I grab his back and pull him in for a hug as tears surface in my eyes. Two more sets of hand touch my shoulders and there is Chris and Skyker right there to comfort me just like I knew they would be, because that's what we do.

"Hey let's not be upset, let's actually talk about baby names," Skyler says trying to lighten the mood.

After a half an hour of discussing names we come up with two that we love. "Okay so Josh if it's a boy and Talia Delilah if it's a girl," Christina clarifies. We nod our heads an then the front door opens with a bang.