The Outsiders:Bella's story /Dallas Winston fan fic)

Chapter 12

I woke up that day without a hang over I guess I was not really too drunk, the guys and I sat at the table as we heard noises in the pantry.

"What's in there?" Darry asked.

"It's the Cookie Monster" soda said hiding his face.

"There's a guy in there eating Darry's food, we better get him an ambulance" Steve joked.

"Hey my cooking is not that bad" Darry says.

"You burned a stir fry one time. A stir fry" Steve says again.

Suddenly two-bit stumbled out of the pantry in his boxers while holding the broom.

"Ahhhhh I was right it is a Cookie Monster" soda pretends to scream while Darry smacks him on the hand.

"More like a drunk two-bit" I say snickering a little bit.

"Man, I never made out with a chick like that before" two says sitting in a chair at the table.

"Uh two that's a broom" I replied as everyone started to laugh.

"So that's why it was hairy okay" two says laughing a little.

Today at a store there is grad dresses for sale and Darry says its best to buy one right now so that they won't be so expensive.

"Well cmon bells we need to get ya a dress" Darry says as him and soda and I hope in the truck.

"But dar my grad isn't until next year in June" I say.

"It's cheaper now" Darry says.

As we entered the store I tried on tons of dresses, after about one hour and a half I finally picked a nice simple red dress.(the one on the picture at the top^^)

It had only cost Darry, $15.75 it was expensive but some other soc girls came in and spent a hundred dollars on a dress.

"Thanks Darry" I say hugging him.

"Your welcome bells" Darry replies as we walked back into the house no one was here except for the three of us.

                  My birthday was coming up pretty soon, it was in three days, I was born on July 16th 1945 I'm turning eighteen same as soda, I was held back once so I'm one of the oldest in my class. Darry was born on March 6 1942 he is turning twenty one. He is three years older then us, five years older then pony.

It is also soda pops birthday but the truth is thou, soda was born on July 15 at eleven fifty eight at night. He is five minutes older  then me. I was born on July 16 at twelve O three. Funny how that is.

As we came back home two was chugging two cans of beer at the same time as the boys were cheering him on.

"You guys are a bunch of goof balls" I say laughing as Steve spot out his tequila shot. Two stumbled over pushing pony over the couch.

                        As we all decided to walk outside two-bit was throwing me the foot ball as I ran accross the road I didn't even notice until it hit me,literally. A car came speeding down from one of the corners and as the car came speeding down the car had hit me. The car hit my left side and ran over my hand. Blood,dark blood came down, the cars bumper part came down and landed on me, I was barely breathing the guys yelled and screamed. Dally ran over to me, but Darry shoved him back.

"Baby stay in there!" Dally screamed.

"Cmon baby sis stay with us" pony says beginning to cry, I see who walks out of the car barely alive as well, it was Bob.

"Cmon bells you survived threw worst don't Die please"Darry started up with tears. Soda was holding My bloody hand. Dally was running his hands threw his hair he ran over to me and waited until the paramedics showed up.

"Dally....I....love,..you" I say as the paramedics put me on to the stretcher I could tell the police were already talking to bob and holding off an angry Dallas Winston.

I couldn't hear or see anything, the pain was gone, I felt free, I woke up in a white room. Oh god, I've died. I quickly gasped for air.

Before I knew it I opened my eyes.

"SHES ALIVE!" Screamed two.

"I thought I lost you, don't scare me like that, I love you Isabella" dally replied walking over to me planting a kiss on my cheek as the rest of the gang came over and hugged me.

I tried to speak but I couldn't, I tried, all came up was nothing, suddenly the doctor walked in.

"Hello, I'm doctor Neil I have some test results back apparently Isabella will need surgery on her vocals. It looks like when she was hit she has been traumatized so we're taking her into surgery in a couple hours," replied the doctor as he left. Darry gave me a paper and pen to write down stuff.

I went to sleep, during my sleep I could see two body figures coming to me they were so bright,suddenly I realized it was Mom and dad.

"Mom?" I asked as the two figures came closer.

"Dad?" I asked.

"Oh honey bell it's us you can't stay here you need to make a recovery fast." My father replied he was the only one that called me honey bell.

"Sweetie please try to speak. We love you but you have to try" my mother replied hugging me and kissing my fore head. Suddenly I gasped open and the gang turned to me worriedly.

"You okay bells?" Darry asked.

"Yeah" I replied as the doctor came back in and had taken me to surgery dally was holding my hand until they brought me into the room.

It was two hours later.

                    After the surgery, the doctor told us that I would make a full recovery but for now he said for me to just stay inside for two weeks. He also said for me not to talk to much. Dally was really happy that I could come home, he grabbed me by my hand as we ran to the truck he drove me beck home. As I entered the whole gang cheered and came running for a hug. Darry was squeezing me so hard that I was out of breathe.