Who We Are(The Outsiders Fanfiction)

72|"All We Can Do Is Wait."

<Dallas' POV>

My heart stops and every part of my is focused on protecting my sister and life partner. When Johnny runs into the living room his life is added into the sum of people I need to keep safe, along with the two babies in the nursery. With a single high pitched scream from Skyler I throw my body over the couch and stand in front of her. One of her hands go do on tight to my shoulder from behind. My father raises a single eyebrow and flicks around the blade in his hand. "Well you waste of oxygen, looks like you've established quite a life here, and what a pretty broad you've got there, people always said a pregnant woman is more beautiful, but I always thought your mother was just, a disappointment," he says coldly. My shoulders tense and spit flies from my mouth when I yell viciously.

"Get the fuck out of my house!" The words that leave my mouth are loud and emotionless. To my misfortune the yelling wakes the babies, causing them to cry out. The man takes a step into the house.

"You see Son-"

"Don't call me that. You were never a father to Chris and I!" I protest. He throws his hands up in defense.

"Alright Dallas, here's the deal," Charlie says, spitting on the floor obnoxiously, "I want what's mine, it's as simple as that. And if you don't give me that I will take more, like maybe that nice lady behind you or perhaps my pretty little grandkids," he suggests. Skyler jumps in front of my and starts making a run for my father.

"If you go anywhere near my kid," she hisses, I grab her waist, holding her back, "I will break every bone in your god damn hell ridden body!" Charlie only smiles.

"Fiery aren't you," he says, "well I will give you time to mull over the idea how's that sound?" I glare at him.

"Sounds like I need to call the cops again." I snarl. Charlie laughs.

"Sounds like I am going to need to take more, I'll see you around Dallas, and I wouldn't suggest calling the cops, I'll just tell them you came to me." And as quick as he came he leaves, shutting the door behind him. My grip falls away from Skyler's waist and falls to the ground on her hands and knees. Tears spring from her eyes. Her fist clad with rings slams into the old floorboards with a loud crack. She stands up quickly, pulling a blade from her back pocket and chucking it at the door. The rugged edge sticks into the thick wood.

"Skyler!" She whips her head back to me, "go get the kids," I whisper. She walks away without a sound, pulling Johnny along with her. I turn slowly towards Chris who is still frozen on the couch. Taking quiet, slow steps, I make my way towards my shaking sister. "Chrissy."

"Soda," she whispers, "I need him, where is he?" She asks. I shake my head.

"I don't know, I will find him."

"Where's Josh?" As if on cue, Johnny walks in with Josh in his arms. He hands the baby boy to his mother and she clutches to him dearly, her hair falling into her face. Skyler walks in next with Tibby, tears still streaming down her face.

The door is thrown open once again and my reflexes cause me to take the blade from my jacket pocket and point it at the person entering. I hear Johnny do the same, with only the sound of a click from the blade flipping open. Skyler unfortunately, has already thrown her blade into the door. Steve and Soda enter the house and are taken aback by what they see. A knife in the door, Johnny and I at the ready to kill, and Chris balling her eyes out. Steve yanks the blade from the wood of the door and recognizes it immediately as Skyler's. He tosses it to her and she catches it swiftly. I stuff my weapon back into my pocket. "What the hell happened?" Soda ask exasperated. His gaze goes quickly to Christina who is cuddling their child on her pregnant belly as she cries.

"My dad made an appearance," I say angrily. Soda's eyes pop out of his head. Without hesitation he rushes towards Chris. I slam my palm into his chest.

"Maybe she wouldn't be petrified if you hadn't blamed her for being afraid to tell you what happened when we were young. Why don't you keep your distance for a bit," I suggest in a snarl. Soda bites his bottom lip.

"I made a mistake Dal, so did she-"

"She," I hiss in a yell, "didn't make a mistake! She was abused! She was afraid! She wanted to pretend this horrible thing didn't happen! She faced her worst fear of you leaving her once you found out you inconsiderate prick!" I scream, jabbing my pointer finger into his chest. He furrows his eyebrows and close his eyes for a moment to recollect himself. I rub my face in aggravation and turn around to Chris who is crying even harder now.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry," he repeats.

"I don't mean to be annoying, but what did your dad say?" Steve asks taking a step forward from behind Soda.

"That he is going to take what is his and if we don't give it to him he will take more," I explain. Skyler steps forward.

"In other words he is going to take Chris and if we resist that he will take me and the kids along with Chris," Skyler explains further. Steve rolls his eyes.

"Okay then why not call the cops?" He asks matter of factly. I sigh heavily.

"Because then he will frame me for something I didn't do and with my record the cops will believe him in a second and then I get thrown in jail leaving the girls unprotected," I exclaim disdainfully.

"What can we do?" Johnny asks from behind Skyler. Chris finally manages to speak up.

"Wait, all we can do is wait."

A/N I wasn't going to write any of that, oh well.

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