A DALLAS WISNTON & Y/N LOVE STORY (SMUT)

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Word count:1208(short!)
Day: November 15th, 1980, Saturday.
TW: LAST CHAPTER!
Recap: Dallas and Y/n Were with the Curtis

It's been 10 years Brandon is 15, Isiah is 14 and Amelia is 11 about to be 12. The gang all kinds of split up a few years ago. It's been hard for Dallas and me. Money has been rough to be exact. But our relationship is fine. Brandon and Isiah still share a bedroom. Amelia has her own still. We still have Frosty and Crash. They still play but Frosty is getting a little old for that stuff. The whole greased and Soc thing stopped in the year 1975(I looked it up). It's been good being able to have the kids walk around alone. It's currently nighttime. Dallas is sleeping next to me with his back to me. We got into an argument earlier about the kids and whether they should or shouldn't carry a switchblade. I said it didn't matter, but Dallas said I was crazy and that they should. We stopped arguing when the kids came home from school. But I think the kids heard. They also saw broken glass on the floor. They gave us a meek smile as they walked in. Brandon went to his room to play Pac-man. Isiah say down at the table and did homework and Amelia went to the TV and turned on a channel and watched as Mickey Mouse came on. That was before, now I was writing in a notebook, I don't know what about. I guess it was a journal. I wrote stuff about the day and my life since I was 16. I randomly pulled out a notebook and started writing. It hurt my hand but I've been doing it for years. Sometimes I got caught with the gang and stuff and I couldn't write. I finished a sentence and put my notebook in the drawer next to my bed I heard Dallas mumble something in his sleep "Just come here already..." he turned over grabbed my waist and pulled me closer. I giggled and lay down with him. I soon fell asleep...

Amelia's POV:

I watched as my dad pulled my mom closer to him. It made me feel happy cause they were arguing before... I saw her writing in a notebook. She always did but hid it before we could see. It probably was something about her cheating on Dad. I knew she wouldn't but I see how she acts with Mr. Randle and Mr. Matthews. She's always cuddling up to them and it makes me confused. I thought she was looking at my dad. I heard my parents light snoring. I walked out of my room and went to the kitchen. I saw a blue binder. That wasn't there before. I grab it and see the title "Princess and the Criminal". I tilted my head and opened it. I sat on a kitchen chair. I looked at the photos of my parents. They kissed, not like deeply but after he got out of jail and stuff. I giggled as I flipped the page and saw them hugging and some had the whole gang. I saw some photos with babies and knew it was my brothers Brandon and Isiah, Isiah was laying on dad and dad was laying on mom and Brandon was cuddled up to mom. They could get mean and push me around but Dad always walked in before it got out of hand. Mom would laugh slightly but soon cut it out. I didn't mind her laugh. He had a pretty laugh. But she always tried to hide it. She always sucked in her stomach and covered her smile. It made me sad. She was so pretty and she had to be so insecure. I would sometimes see her looking in the mirror and turn to Dallas and ask "Am I fat?" or "Do you think I'm pretty?" it broke my heart. I flipped through the pages and saw a baby picture of me. I was cute as a baby! I flipped a few more pages and my eyes widened as I saw my mom and dad... having sex... in all different places and styles. I couldn't help but look at every single one. I crossed my legs tightly as I got a tingle. I'm not allowed to have a boyfriend until I'm 50 according to my dad and brothers. At first, it was funny but then it got annoying. I flipped the page but it was more of them having sex. It took up 5 pages. They must've always had the camera and took photos during it. My name was under one and I got the hint that that was the one where I was created. It was in the Drive-in Theater bathroom. I finished going through the book and put the binder back. I went to walk to my room. I looked in my parent's room as they held each other tightly. I saw the notebook and got on the floor quietly. I crawled on the floor and to my mom's nightstand. I grabbed the notebook and crawled back to my room. The title was just "My Life". I shrugged and opened it up. I read as I saw the number one on top of the page with a drawing of a sunset on top. The sunset was colorful and a nice orange and purple color. It had a street light up close and a building on the right. The drawing was like someone took a photo on the side of the street. I examined the drawing. All the details and shading. I heard someone move and I hid the notebook got under the covers and pretended to sleep. My heart pounded. I heard footsteps as they got close to me. Someone sat down on my bed. I heard a sigh and then I felt a kiss on my forehead... I knew that kiss... it was my dad. I guess my dad used to be popular but for the wrong reason. He was a criminal. He and my mom were so different. She was shy but could get spunky at times. She flinched easily,  Especially when Dad yelled or raised his hands. He wasn't going to hit her, but she still got scared. I've asked multiple times about my grandma and grandpa on my mom's side. She always changed the subject. But when I asked Dad about his parents he was forward with it. He and his mom got a divorce. He moved with his mom but his mom was an addict and soon died. He lived alone at the age of 7 in New York. He went to juvie at 10 but then the police moved him here with his dad. He met mom at a corner store while he was stealing. He said, and I quote, "That girl couldn't get enough of this di- guy..." I knew he was gonna say "dick" but stopped himself. My dad soon left my room and closed the door. Frosty and Crash were in my room. They laid on my bed as they cuddled up. I grabbed the notebook from under my pillow went back to the first page and started reading in my head: I was in the Curtis house cleaning up from the night before...