D-A-L-L-Y

Chapter 8

It's been 2 months since I moved in with Dally. I've had a wonderful time with him, we've had so much fun.......most of the time.... Sometimes, Dally gets drunk...and he hits me. He mostly slaps me I guess. But there's no difference. He never remembers what he did to me the next day. He's seen my bruises a couple times but I'm scared to tell him so I say that I bumped into something or me and Pony were wrestling.
When Dal's sober he's such a gentleman. He lets me do whatever I want to do. I love Dally but...if he keeps doing this I don't know what I'll do.
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(Dally's POV)

I brought home some DQ after I was out.
"Hey Nanc, I'm home!"
"Hey Dal" she said. I went over to hug her, she flinched a little.
"What's wrong?" I asked confused.
"Oh, nothing nothing. Your hands are just cold" said Nancy.
"Oh, okay..."
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(Nancy's POV)

Later that night Dally said he was going out.
He said he'd be back before 11:00PM but it was 12:30AM.
"Where could he be!? He better come home soon, I'm worrying" I thought.
Dally came home at about 12:45.
"Where have you been?! I've been worried sick! You said for yourself you'd be back before 11!" I said a little too loudly for almost 1 in the morning.
"Nancy...baby, it's okay...." He said. I could tell he was drunk.
"No! I've been to worried about you! You got home and hour and a half late!" I said.
Then Dally slapped me...
"Stop! Stop it now! I can do what I want! I don't want you to treat me like I child!!! I'm a grown man!" He walked into his bedroom and slammed the door.
I ran into the bathroom. I sat on the toilet seat, crying. How could he keep doing this?! Drinking...hitting me...yelling...!?
After a few minutes, I wiped my tears and went to the bedroom. The door was locked.
I knocked, "Dally?"
Dally came and opened the door, "What?!" He was still kind of mad, I could tell.
"Can I come in please? I'm tired, I just want to go to bed." He opened the door wider and let me in. I laid on the bed and neither of us said goodnight.