The Outsider fluff/smut/angst

Darry Fluff/Angst

I watched my moms last breath. I couldn't even mentally process it. The only people I knew who have been through something like this were the Curtis brothers and I didn't want to be a burden but I also had nowhere to go.

I got in my car, spacing out as I slowly drove to their house. At this point stuff started processing and tears streamed down my face. I would never see my mom again, at least not alive.

I could barely deal with my mom passing away, how did the boys deal with losing both their parents.

After about 20 minutes I finally got to their house. I wiped as much of my tears I could, I didn't know if my face was puffy or not but I just got out of my car, walking inside.

I forced a smile for the boys and if any of them noticed I was crying nobody said anything. I was in the kitchen, looking for something to drink.

I heard the door open and shut but I was kind of in my own world. I grabbed a bottle of water, struggling to open it since my hand was so shaky.

"What's wrong?" I Darry ask, leaning against the wall next to the fridge, taking my water and opening it for me.

I guess he had just got home, explaining why the door had opened and closed.

"Nothing." I shook my head, taking my water back and almost dropping it, some splashing onto the ground.

"You sure?" He smiled but I could see he was still worried.

"I-umm. Y'know. It's not important. How was work?" I asked, forcing a smile.

"Same as always, my back still hurts." He shrugged, placing his hands on my arms, gently rubbing them.

"Don't lie to me. I know when somethings wrong with you." He said, taking the water from me.

"I don't want to bother you." I sighed, looking up at him.

"C'mon, tell me what happened." He softly whispered, kissing my forehead.

"I'll tell you after dinner. What are we making?" I asked, softly smiling.

"The boys are going out so they're just going to Jay's." He sighed. "What do you want to eat?"

"I'm not hungry, just tell the boys to get you something from Jay's." I said, sitting at the table. Dally sat down next to me, kicking his feet up on my chair.

"Hey doll." He smirked, taking a drag of his cigarette.

"Back off Winston." I scoffed.

"Put the cigarette out Dallas." Darry raised an eyebrow, pouring my bottle of water in a cup.

"Thanks." I softly whispered, taking the glass of water. He kissed the top of my head, sitting down next to me.

"When you guys go to Jay's get me and Y/n something." Darry said, looking at Dally as he crossed his arms, leaning back in his chair.

"I don't want anything." I shook my head, looking at Darry.

Darry gave Dally a look, saying to get me something and I just sighed, slouching in my chair.

"Ok man." Dally nodded, getting up from the table.

I swished my water around in the cup as I looked down at it. Before I knew it the boys had left the house and me and Darry just sat there silently.

"You wanna tell me what's wrong?" Darry asked, breaking the silence.

I shrugged, looking at him for a second before looking down, a couple tears rolling down my cheeks.

"C'mere baby." He sighed, pulling me into him. I sniffled, burying my face into his chest as I tightly held onto him.

"What happened?" He asked again, gently rocking me as he kissed my head repeatedly.

"My m-mom. Sh-e. I-I saw her last bre-ath. I w-atched her die, Darry." I choked out, shaking slightly as I tightly gripped onto his shirt.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" He asked, sounding kind of upset.

"I couldn't." I whispered, not removing my face from his chest.

"Why's that?" He asked again.

"Because, I would cry and I'm not going to cry in front of the whole gang." I said, making my voice barely audible.

"It's ok to cry, baby." He whispered in my ear, softly kissing my neck.

"Yeah but it's embarrassing." I sniffled, looking up at him, resting my chin on his chest.

"I guess so." He softly smiled, wiping my tears away even though more just rolled down.

"I can barely deal with losing my mom, how could you get through losing both your parents at the same time?" I asked, looking for any emotion in his eyes.

"I just don't show my pain." He sighed. "I have to be strong for my two kid-brothers and the gang. They would die if I was depressed in my room."

"If it's just an act, when are you sad?" I whispered, sitting up slightly.

"All the time." He gave a weak smile, brushing my hair out of my face.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, burying my face into the crook of his neck as I tightly hugged him. He already had his arms around me so he tightened his grip, burying his face into my neck.

"If I can cry right now you can because I know my mom was the closest thing you had to a mother figure left and I know you miss your parents." I sniffled, gently kissing his cheek.

"I love you." He whispered, softly kissing me.

"I love you too." I mumbled against his lips, softly kissing him back.

I pulled away, burying my face back into the crook of his neck as I gently traced random stuff on his arm with my finger, letting myself silently cry.

The more I cried the heavier my eyes got and the tighter Darry's grip got. I knew he was crying as well and I let him.

We comforted each other and my eyes ended up fluttering shut. I was exhausted from crying, I was exhausted from everything. I felt so comfortable in his arms, he felt safe and he felt like home. Before I knew it I had fallen asleep in his arms, my arms around his neck as we sat in his armchair.

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