𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋 || 𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍

𝐭 𝐡 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐲

ʙ ʀ ᴇ ᴀ ᴋ ғ ᴀ s ᴛ

my eyes watched my aunt sip on her morning tea, in a hurry to leave the house. she had a twelve hour shift to work at the hospital that day

my tinted strawberry lips stained the cup, leaving a red kiss

"so how was your date?" my aunt asked, before i could answered she looked at the time. "oh no i'm running late! we can stay up watching those old dvd's tonight and you can tell me all about it"

i just nodded, still thinking how i got what i apparently wanted

as my aunt grabbed her things, throwing the cup into the sink. she rushed herself out of the door

as i went up the stairs, bitting my nails on how dally was going to react to the whole article

as I entered my room, my eyes darted to the window seeing dally knocking on it

i slide the window open, allowing him in. dally just in his jeans was in my room, he played with the bow in my hair

his raspy voice arises, "i missed you"

dally held me tight to his chest, my eyes went down in his waist, noticing a crumble paper in his pocket

"what's this?" i pulled it out, it was ripped from a newspaper

as i un crumbled the paper, it was the article about us, but our photo's were ripped from the paper

"buck hollered to me this morning about that" he spat. "bullshit man. fuck, so stupid"

dally eyes were raging of the thought of us in everyone's paper, he loved me

"dally it's okay" i tried to be reassuring, like it wasn't my fault

he threw himself onto my bed, hitting his head against the headboard. "people are so shitty"

"dally" i came on the edge of the bed, pushing his hair back. "we knew everyone would've found out, dally it's all over. I'm here to stay that's all what matters"

guilt still was rushing through my head, i wanted to express it was my fault but i didn't want anything to escalate to the worse

"mhmm" dally softy said, he arms opening

i lay on my his chest, dally's arms tighten around my body. our skin so close to each other, i love him