The Outsiders Smuts

D.W ~ I'll Be With You Forever

Song: Chalk Outlines by Ren & Chinchilla

Warnings: Suicide

Just So You Know: You are Dally's girlfriend and Two-Bit's younger sister. You are 17, Dally is 19.

You had just finished the rumble against the soc's, and you were all sitting in the living room. Ponyboy had gone to visit Johnny at the hospital, and right now you were occupied by watching Darry tend to his broken knuckle. You were also zoned out thinking about your boyfriend of 2 years, Dallas Winston. He got his arm burned up pretty bad saving children from a church fire, and was also in the hospital.

At that moment, Ponyboy entered the room, with a look of sadness on his face. Darry noticed, and got up. 

"Ponyboy? What's wrong?" He asked, concerned. I was staring intently at Ponyboy, and his eyes filled with tears. Then Soda spoke up.

"C'mon, Pony. What happened?" He urged. Ponyboy just shook his head.

"J-johnny's gone. He's dead." And then he walked up to his room, not giving anyone or anything a second glance. I heard him slam the door and I turned back to the gang. Tears were pouring down everybody's faces. 

"Let's go." Darry said to everyone, and we all piled into his truck. When we got to the hospital, we saw a stretcher exit, with a body on it. There was a blanket over top, so we couldn't see exactly who it was. But I'm telling you that it was Johnny sized. This just made me sob more. I started shivering, and Two-Bit gave me his coat. 

"I'm going to go and visit Dally." I said, pulling the coat on further. Two-Bit followed behind me. When I entered the hospital room, Dally's face lit up.

"Hey, Doll! How are you?" He asked, but frowned when he saw my facial expression.

"Oh, baby, did I do something?" He asked, nervous. I just broke down, and plopped on the bed. I sobbed with my head in my hands. Two-Bit filled in for me. When Two-bit had finished explaining everything, Dally sat up and wrapped his arms around me.

"I-it's gonna be OK, Doll. I p-promise." He said, crying, his head resting on my shoulder. He seemed to think about something.

"Y/N, I-I love you very, very much, OK? Don't you ever forget that. I'll be with you forever, no matter how far away I am from you. I fucking love you." Dally said, pulling me into a passionate kiss, his hand cupping my cheek.

"I think you g-guys should go now. Two-Bit, give me that knife of yours, would you?" Dally said, gesturing towards the door, and then towards Two-Bit. Two-Bit reluctantly handed the knife over, looking down at it admiringly before giving it to Dally.

"Thanks, Two-Inch. Goodbye." Dally said. Two-Bit took me by the hand and dragged me out of the hospital room. I blew Dally a kiss, and he caught it, smiling at me with tears in his eyes.

Little did I know that was the last time I would talk to my boyfriend.

~~~~~~~~~

Ring, ring, ring. Ring, ring, ring. I picked up the phone at the end of the hallway.

"Hello? Yes, this is the Curtis household." I said.

"May I speak to the following? Y/N Matthews and Darrel Curtis?" The person on the other line spoke.

"Yes, one moment." I responded. I covered the phone with my hand.

"DARRY!" I shouted. He came running down the hallway. I put the phone on speaker.

"Yes, this is them." I said to the person.

"We regretfully inform you that of 7:14 this morning, Dallas Winston has committed suicide. I am so sorry for your loss. You may come to the hospital and wish your friend off." Then, they hung up. It seemed as if my whole world stopped. My head got all fuzzy, and it felt like I was going to puke.

"D-dally..." You muttered. You brain was getting fuzzier by the second.

"Y/N?" You heard someone say, far off in the distance. You saw Two-Bit hovering over you, then everything went black.

~~~~~~~~~

I woke up to the sound of beeps and pressurizers. My head hurt a little bit, and I had a throbbing pain in my chest. I slowly peeled my eyes open and sat up. Then, everything that had happened registered in my brain, and I started screaming. I balled the sheets in my fists to calm myself down.

I'll be with you forever. Fucking liar.

I fucking love you. I fucking love you too, Dallas Winston.

How did I not realize what he was going to do? Talking to me like it was the last time he would see me, asking for Two-Bit's knife? 

And just as I was thinking this, Two-Bit and the rest of the gang entered the hospital room, looking alerted.

"Y/N, is everything OK? We heard screaming." Soda asked me. I nodded my head and fell against the pillow. My breathing had gotten shallow. Why did I have to live when Dally couldn't? I suddenly had an idea.

"Hey guys." I said sitting up. "This is my goodbye. You guys have played a super important role in my life and I really don't want to do this, but I want to be with Dallas. I love you guys so much, and thank you, Darry, for accepting me into the gang and caring for me as if I was your own." And then I looked at Two-Bit, who was crying, yet looked confused. "I'm sorry, Two." I said sobbing.

Then I unplugged my life support.

<Two-Bit's POV>

I don't know what was happening, but I was hella confused. Dallas just killed himself, Johnny died, and here is my sister talking to the gang in the hospital as if she will never see us again. She thanks us all, and thanks Darry for being there for her and taking care of her.

Then she looks at me and apologizes. We all see her hand float towards her life support cord, and pull it. I scream, and Darry tries to stop her. But it's too late.

My little sister. Is gone. Forever.