•over time• {Dallas Winston}

a crying fit

December 26th 1983
Indian Ocean

"Up and at 'em'!!" Was the first thing I awoke to that morning, at 4:00am. I rubbed my head and got up. I heard groans and complaints of all of the other crewmen and pilots here.

I got ready in about 10 minutes, but I still got yelled at.

"Wheels up in 5!" Said viper. He was the person in charge here, or that's what he calls himself.

I finished putting my gear on, which we learned how to do yesterday. I feel bad for not telling dally where I was going so suddenly..hopefully he will forgive me...
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Dallas POV:
What the hell is wrong with this girl. She just, up and left like we didn't even matter to her! At least say bye, right? And the cherry on top was that it was on Christmas Day too! Jesus.

I had it all planned out. we would open gifts and then eat. I would then take her outside and give her this necklace I bought and ask her out. But no! She just left!

"You alright dal'?" Asked supermodel Pepsi juice.

I nodded. "Yeah."

I showed the gang the letter earlier today and none of them really took it that well, Johnny was the worst out of all of us.

I walked out to the front porch, it seems like I'm always here. I sat down next to Johnny who had his heads in his hands and was looking at the sunset. I feel like the only thing that made this town a tad bit better was the sunsets, I don't know what Johnny and pony see is them that I don't. They just look cool to me. Maybe that's my problem though, not looking into things, not seeing the deep meaning behind it. Just looking at something like I see it everyday. Hm.

"Hey Johnnycakes.." I say, grinning slightly and lighting a cigarette. I offered him one and he just shook his head. We sat in silence, staring at the sunset.

"What if she doesn't come back?" He asked suddenly. I had this hurt feeling in my chest as I looked over at him.

"Don't think like that."

"I'm just saying..she could die just like that." He snapped his fingers and I turned back to the sunset.

"Jesus Johnny i-...I don't know man..I don't know what will happen if she doesn't come back. I might.."

I paused. What I did then felt like something new, something that hasn't happened in ages. I started crying. Real tears. But something that I never got with crying was that, I'm crying over something bad, something that hurts. But crying, it makes you feel a tad bit better, in some cases. It's like a weight lifted off your shoulders when a tear falls.

"I might just start crying man.." I got up and walked quickly down the road back to bucks. Johnny didn't even bother asking or yelling out for me. No one did.

And in that moment I felt truly alone.