Macys pov
What the hell? That was not fun at all. Dallys friends hate me, my knee hurts like hell, and my boyfriend cares more about football then me. I went home and bandaged up my knee. I wasnt going to stay inside. I needed to walk. I needed to think. I bandaged my knee and set out again. It still hurt to walk but not as much. I went yo the park again and climbed up a tree. I hung upside down, my long hair hanging down. I let the blood rush to my head. This was the way i liked to think. Soon enough, i decided to go to Bucks. I needed a drink, and i just wanted to relax.
Dallys pov
I stomped to her house and banged loudly on the old door. "Mace?", i called. No response. "Macy. I know your in there", i yelled. No response. "Come on Macy", i almost whined. No response. I punched the old door snd stomped down the street. I was going to Bucks. I was gonna get drunk and i was gonna clear my mind like i always do: have fun.
Macys pov
I went to Bucks. I went up and sat at the bar. "Two beers", i said. The man behind the counter winked and went to get the drinks. I sat there, bored out of my mind. I swiveled around on the spinny chair, and saw something i wasnt meant to see. Through the crowds of people, i could see them clearly. Dallas, most likely drunk, was making out with another blonde. I was more than angry. I was upset. I didnt know what i did wrong. I thought he truly liked me, since he was all desperate trying to get with me. I shouldnt have given him a chance. All boys like me, are one thing: cheaters.
I walked out of the bar, but not before throwing my beers at Dallas. I stormed down the road, on my way to my house, before i got there, i bumped into someone. I hot up and brushed myself. "Uhh its you", the voice said. I looked at the person and saw the Pony guy. "Why are you out this late?", I asked. "None of your business", he snapped. "Best be getting home before you get in trouble", i choked up on the last part. Before he could see me cry, i ran home, despite the pain in my knee.
Ponys pov
I watched Macy run away. I didnt know what to think. Her knee was bandaged up. She looked like she was about to cry. I found myself running after her. "Wait Macy!", i yelled. She turned around and then tried to run faster, but she definitely was no match for my speed. I got in front of her, and she tried to find any other option to get away from me. She cocked her fist back, and i said, "Woah woah! We dont need to go that far. Just let me talk!", i shouted, afraid she was going to hit me anyway.
She lowered her fist, but still looked like she wanted to get away. "Ok, now what happened? Out of the small time ive known you, i have never seen you like this", i said. She looked around before leaning closer. "I saw Winston at Bucks", she whispered. I looked at her like she was crazy. "Dally always goes to Bucks. Why is that upsetting you?", i asked. She looked like she would rather be anywhere but here. "He was kissing someone else", she whispered.
My eyes widened. "Can i go now?", she asked. "Where are you going?", i asked. "Home, obviously", she said. "Are your parents home?", i asked. "No." "You shouldnt be alone. You can come stay at my place, i insist.", i tried to plead. I felt really bad about the way i had treated her. She wasnt the problem. Its always Dallas' fault. "I dont know, your brother and friends dont like me very much..." "Thats not true. Soda and Two-Bit were talking about you nonstop. Two-Bit thinks your the tuffest person out there, and Soda, he just thinks your pretty and nice", i explained.
"Your older brother is not going to let me stay", she reasoned, "Ill be fine alone. Im not gonna do anything." "Just come with me. Once they know what happened, im sure they'll be on your side..." "I dont need people on my side. I dont need friends..." "Everyone needs friends. Just come", i pulled her along, careful not too hurt her knee any further.
