All for Myself {dallyboy}

Aftermath

{Pony's POV}

I woke up in a warm bed, someone's arm wrapped around my chest tightly. I felt the few hairs dotting his chest rub against my back as i looked at my surroundings.

I sat up in the bed, blood flowing to my head as I got a little dizzy. Dally's arm fell limp as i lifted my torso. I watched him stir as he nuzzled his head further into the pillow we had shared. He was a handsome boy. Really.

Everything that happened the previous night rushed to my head along with the blood, and I felt empty again. As i remembered every horrible detail I started to quiver, slamming my back on the headboard.

"p-pony?" I heard a gravelly voice say from below me. I wanted to look at him but I was paralyzed.

"Pony, what's going on man?" he says, shooting up in the covers and placing his hands on my shoulders gently. I'm still shaking, chattering my teeth. He tugs at my shoulders and brings me closer.

"It's gonna be all right, all right, i promise. Don't worry, you're okay now, baby."

He pulled me into his chest and starts running his fingers through my hair. I feel his heartbeat, and my breathing starts to regulate.

"that's right, just like that. good job, keep breathing."

I regain the use of my arms and slowly wrap them shakily around his waist. Now we're cuddling each other as he stroked my hair and whispers in my ear. His words ring through my ears soothingly, and my teeth stop chattering. The shaking subsides, and i'm left whimpering in his strong arms.

"Pony, you don't have to tell me yet, but i need to know sooner or later. I promise i'll try to make it all better." He said quietly into my ear as he caressed my hair.

"i-Its c-c-curly..."

He perks up when he hears the name.

"what did that fucker do to you, Pony? I'll fucking kill him if he even layed one finger on you that fucker is dead-"

I cut him off and told him everything. Every detail from the time we drove away to the time Dally found me. I sob with each word, heaving tears. His chest is soaked in my tears, but he doesn't move a muscle until I stop talking. I can tell he listens and takes in every word.

"don't worry Pony. I'll get the boys together and we'll teach that motherfucker to never show his face around here ever again." he says softly. He pulls me into a deeper embrace.

I hear him sniffing and I realize.

He's- crying for me. Dallas Winston is crying for me.

"I love you Dallas, t-thank you so, so much.." I say lightly. "i'm just so scared.." I continue.

"well i'm not. I don't care what happens, I'll make sure me and the gang protect you from whatever. I'll even stay out of the cooler to be there for you." he says his last sentence with a small smirk as he lifts my face by the chin. We're so close, but I know he wants to lighten the mood.

I hear a soft ringing and light footsteps.

In the open doorway, a thin figure appears, rubbing their eyes in pajamas and a big shirt.

"hey dal, dar's on the phone for you. sounds kinda worried." He looks up, seeing pony being cradled by Dallas.

"Oh my god, Pone- what happened to you? You look awful!"

Dally lets go of me and sets a pillow behind my back so I'm resting comfortably on the headboard.

"I'll be back, Pone. Johnny'll stay with ya."

He goes up to Johnny's ear, and stays there for a while. They share a worried look, before Dally slips beside him into the long hall.

"I'm so sorry, Pone." was all he said, looking at me with a mix of pity, sadness, and hurt.

"It's not your fault Johnnycake." I say, looking past him. He quickly rushes to me and pulls me into a hug. I hug him back tightly. I feel warm inside knowing how much love and support I have around me.

"Whatever you need, me and all the boys will be here." He pulls away from the hug to look me in the eyes.

"Thank you so much, Johnny."

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When Dally and Johnny got me home, I've never seen the guys so worried about me. Darry and Soda swarmed me with hugs and kisses as soon as I walked in the door. Dar held my face and checked for bruises and cuts. Soda kissed my forehead and face and hugged me so much that Darry had to ask him to let go so he could check more.

Two-Bit was crying, he might've been drunk. He and Steve hugged me too, which was great. Two went out to his car and brought in a round tupperware.

"I-I baked this for you, pone." he said whining with tears. Definitely drunk.

It made me chuckle a little, and I hugged him as he stood in the doorway.

"Thank you, Two, that's real sweet."

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They planned a rumble for that night. I was terrified, to be honest. Tim decided to stay out of it, even though they were brothers in the same gang he was disgusted by it all. He did warn Curly though. There were people in and out of the house all that day.

To be completely honest it was embarrassing. Embarrassing and horrible and I just wanted it over, to never see Curly or have to think about what happened in that car last night.

Besides the guys, my friends Bryon and Mark joined, as well as Rusty James. I noticed Johnny and Bryon standing real close to each other. As Johnny leaned against the doorframe of the kitchen, Bryon wraps his arm around Johnny's back and puts his hand in his back jean pocket. Woah.

Every one was waiting until 6, when they'd meet at the lot by Bucks. I was sitting in the armchair with Dal, he hadn't really left my side since we got to the house.

"Hey Johnny, c'mere." Dally said, raising a hand in the air. He whispered something in Bryon's ear, before leaving him to push through the tight living room. Bryon watched him from behind longingly.

"Me and Dar were talking and uh... I think its best if you hang back with Pone here." he pointed to me.

He looked disappointed, but nodded.

"Well that just means you gotta pound him harder for me." He said with a smirk.

Darry came out of the hall into the doorway, and hit the wood in the door to call attention to the room.

Everyone looks up anticipating his words.

"Ok everyone, roll out. Remember, who're we doin this for?"

"Ponyboy!" everyone shouted at once. Dally looked down at me, putting his arm around me.

"Y'all are the best."

With that, everyone besides Johnny slips out the door, giving me affirmations as they hooped and hollered getting in the trunk of a truck.

As Dallas, the last in line slipped out the door he turned as he had his hand on the screen door.

"I gotcha Pone. We'll get him for ya. Love you." and he disappeared down the porch steps. 'Love you' rang in my head. My face got warm. Johnny shut the door and spun around.

"Pony, you uh... got something on your mind?" he said, half smirking.

"No." I said defensively.

"I don't know man, your cheeks are pretty red!"

"Shut up JOHNNY!!" I said playfully. It felt good to laugh, even if I was embarrassed.

"ok, Pone... 'love you'... " He said, running to the kitchen.

"Johnny!!"

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{1244 words} I love this chapter, hope you do too. Love, Matty. Stay gold-