Part Ten:
I stood there in shock. He hit me. HE kissed my best friend and then he hit me. I felt tears stinging my eyes. I turned and ran away as fast as possible. This time I didn't hear foot steps following. When I got back to the Curtis house I ran up to the room that has basically become me and Dally's. I couldn't help but think about how great the day had started out and how fast it had went downhill. First my best friend and her boyfriend got jumped to the point where they needed to go to the hospital. Then you see the love of I life, or so I thought, kissing your best friend. Not to mention her boyfriend kissing me, and to make it worse it was a good kiss. Now Dally hit me. I could still feel the stinging on my cheek where he slapped me. I looked in the mirror and my macara was running. I hadn't realized how hard I was crying. I looked in my drawer and found a picture of me and Dally. It was taken on the day we first met. He had his arm around my shoulder and I had my arm around his waist. I didn't seem to recognize the smiling couple in the picture. I all seemed like a dream now. A horrid, twisted, terrible dream. I dropped the picture unable to look at it anymore. I just didn't know what was going on. Just then there was a knock on the door. After a moment Ponyboy walked in and sat down on the bed next to me. "I heard what happend... Are you okay?" I looked at him and he had a compassionate smile on his face. " I don't know." I said looking back at my feet. He took my hand and led me downstairs, but all I wanted to do was go upstairs and be alone.
