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i hadn't seen dallas since that night. i was at the dingo with kathy, evie, and more of their gal friends
i was worried and paranoid how i haven't seen dally in the last two day's. i went to bucks the other night, hoping to find him in his room but buck refused to let me in which left me in a panic
as the girls chatted and laughed during the movie, kathy noticed me quiet
"what's wrong?" kathy asked, nudging my shoulder before the girls all turned to me
"worried about dal" i sighed, playing with the straw of my cherry coke
angela, one of the girls evie was friends with scoffed. "oh we all know dally. i'm surprise you're actually dating him"
"dally you know isn't romantic at all" evie added. "no one sees him in a proper relationship"
kathy pursed her lips. "are you sure dally didn't use you for y'know?"
the girls gasped in sink. nobody saw me having sex like that, which was pretty ironic for what males thought of me
"no!" i denied. "we didn't do anything like that! barely even kissed!"
"steve was raving me about how you two were making out right on his car" evie snickered, taking a piece of candy from isabel, kathy's neighbour
isabel laughed. "angelica i didn't know you were into stuff like that"
"it one kiss" i lied, dallas kissed me that whole night back in his car
isabel shrugged. "well, sylvia saw you two kissing two nights ago at the roller rink"
"and?" i raised an eyebrow
"she was fuming" angela laughed. "you should've seen her at that party that night. she fucking swore if she saw you she would beat the shit out of you"
"oh god" i mumbled, fearing having any sort of contact with her
"girls stop worrying angelica so much" kathy rolled her eyes, seeing how panic i was
i took a sip out of my straw, shaking my drink just to hear ice. "i'm going to get a cherry coke, kathy can you come?" i gave her a pleading look
she agreed and left the three behind, as she walk by me
her hands went into the pockets of her boyfriend's leather jacket, looking for a couple of cents he might've left in it
"back to you and dal" kathy blurted. "he must be okay, you know how he's always at the station"
"that is what scares me!" i cried, sliding my cup on the counter to give to the worker. "i haven't been in a relationship properly before and never with someone like dallas"
"well it's fake anyway right?" kathy reminded me. "sodapop and steve are going to help you aren't they?"
"guess you're right..."
"that's the bitch he's with!" someone blurted from afar, her voice sounded like she was raging
kathy and i turned our backs. there stood sylvia, the hothead blonde dally dumped, the loving blonde dally was kissing, the jealous blonde who hated seeing her ex happy
sylvia stomped right in front of me. she seemed like she wasn't crying over the heartbreak bit bursting into flames because of it
"you!" sylvia pointed a finger at me. "you fucking whore!"
my lips trembled to speak, i didn't know what to say to her and what she just called me
"don't think you're fucking special to dally!" she yelled. "dally fucking likes you for your fucking body that's all. that dickhead downs like you!"
sylvia almost caused a scene for everyone, my breath pace grew faster and faster by a second fearing what was going to leave her mouth next but i stayed silent
"fuck off sylvia" kathy spoke up, "dallas dumped you for a reason"
"when i was in his bed didn't seem like it until this broad showed up—"
"—dally did not love you!" i cut her off, i couldn't believe my words. "he cared about you so much, but you didn't and he learnt to move on sylvia"
she gave a piercing glare, "don't be crying when he fucks you the same"
sylvia words before she had left made me even more upset. was i getting used by him?
