Life in The Outsiders Imagine

Love Triangle

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A month later, I am FINALLY out of the hospital. I leave at around 4:30 on a Friday night.

First, I go home, to Cara and my mom. My mom is too busy watching TV to notice me. She's crying. 

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"What's wrong is you left us, me and Cara. You almost left us for saving that dumb boy's life. You know what, fine. Fine, if you want to leave, leave. Just like your dumb father." She shakes her head and stares at the TV. This is not the way I wanted to remember her. 

I have that odd intuition guiding me around the house. It makes the small house feel familiar, even though I've never been in it before. I make my way into my room, which I presume I share with Cara. Sure enough, when I enter, I'm greeted by a "BOO!" as Cara pops out behind the door. "I knew it! I knew you'd come!" 

I laugh and hug her. I catch her off-guard, because she doesn't like hugs. But she hugs me back anyway. I look through my closet for more clothes. A lot of my clothes from home are here, along with Cara's favorite shirts she's famous for. She wears a ton of t-shirts with funny sayings on it, like "if you're happy and you know it, slap your friends." I slip on my plain dark purple shirt with long blue jeans. Then, I slip on my favorite jean jacket I've had since 4th grade.

Immediately, I go to the Curtis home to surprise everyone. Cara decides to come too. I can't wait to see their faces. When I walk in through the front door, Two-bit sits in front of the TV, watching Mickey with Sodapop. Darry obviously hasn't come home from work yet. Soda and Two look happily surprised. "Hey, Violet! Our savior! Long time no see!" Soda greets me. He looks at Cara and winks. "Who might you be?" 

"I'm Cara," she replies plainly, unattracted to even a hottie like Soda. I don't know him well enough to like him like that, but I can't deny that he's very handsome. Cara just isn't like me. She's not all about boys. 

Two bit smiles, greets Cara, and then looks back to Mickey. Ponyboy walks out of the kitchen, talking to Johnny and Dally. They all stop and look up once they see me. 

"Hey Violet! You're outta that prison of a hospital! How ya been, man?" Dally greets me. 

"Good Dally! What about you? Staying out of trouble?" I laugh.

He does his signature Dallas Winston "ha ha ha" laugh and smirks. "A bit." 

"Johnny! Ponyboy! What's up?" I smile, and hug them. It's SO good to see them. 

"Hi, Violet, nice to see you again," Pony says. "You been healing?"

"Yeah, I'm a lot better," I answer, sounding relieved, which I am. 

Johnny looks nervously and shyly at me. Weird. Maybe it's Cara, who he doesn't know well. 

"Uh...Hi, Violet. N-nice to see ya."

"Hi, Johnnycakes. How you been?" I ask.

He shrugs, mumbling "fine."

Cara stands there. I gesture to her, and she waves. 

"Hey, Cara," Pony says. "So did you figure out the math problem?" 

"Yeah," she responds. Hm... I guess we go to the same school now. "Thanks for the help." 

"No problem," he smiles. 

"What do you guys want to do?" I ask. They all shrug. Steve walks out with a beer and more cake from the kitchen. He briefly nods his head toward us, then sits near Two-bit. Pony says, "I was going to go to the movies. The movie house, not drive-in. I don't really want to go back to the drive in for a while. Wanna come, Cara?" He just invited Cara? Do I see something here? Nah, not Cara. It's probably just in my imagination. "Uh, sure!" She shrugs and smiles.  Dally lights a cigarette, saying, "hey, maybe me and Violet could join ya, huh? A double-date?" Johnny's eyes widen. He says, "you're dating him? I just, I like you, Violet." At that, Dally looks surprised. 

I purse my lips and sigh. "I'm not going to date either of you," I say. 

"What!" exclaims Dally. "Violet, we had a thing before Johnny came and had the hots for you!"

"You did?" gasps Johnny. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I-I didn't know how to tell you, and I was so hurt in the hospital..." I start. "But, I'm not going to date him. I shouldn't." 

"Why not!?" Dally yells. We have Soda's attention now. "Stop interrupting Mickey!" shouts Two-bit.

"Cause, you guys have a good friendship, and you shouldn't let a girl get in the way of that. I, for one, am not going to destroy your friendship, and ruin ours. I'm just not going to," I say. "We can still hang out and talk to each other, as friends, but don't try anything."

"So what are ya going to do, huh?" asks Dally. "Never have another boyfriend?"

Pony and Cara stand awkwardly. I retort, "well, I've never had one before! So I can handle."

At that, their eyes widen in disbelief. But it was true. My first kiss had been with Dally, at Buck's before...well, all that drama. 

I look around nervously. Before I can turn away, Dally kisses me, hard and rough. It feels amazing, but I can't let myself. It would hurt Johnny too much, and that's a friendship I don't want to destroy. I pull away, quickly, hoping nobody realizes I enjoyed it. I slap Dally in the face. "Dallas Winston, I can't believe you did that! You know, maybe I don't even like you anymore! Maybe I do like Johnny!"

I wipe my lips. "Don't lie to yourself, or Johnny, or me," he says. "You've always liked me." He smiles with that bad-boy danger I can't resist. 

I turn away, heading to leave. I don't know what to do. I feel a hand on my shoulder. I spin around, saying, "Dally, I said I don't-" but instantly, my lips meet with Johnny's. I gasp at first, surprised. His lips are soft and sweet, like him, but I push him away too. 

"Johnny!" I exclaim.

"Well, I want it to be fair," he shyly replies.

"I said I'm not choosing. Pony, just enjoy the movie with Cara." My voice wavers a bit. 

I leave the Curtis house, heading to the Lot. I stare out into space. What will I do?