Present (1965); Tulsa
Dallas Winston:Please! Stop!" I cried out at my dad, but it didn't stop him from slugging me in the jaw.
"You little shithead! I hate you!" He spat out at me.
I was scared stiff, how can your own father hate you so much?
Everything went black before I awoke older, still in New York.
"Hey shithead! Get down here!" I heard the slurred voice yell up the stairs.
I sighed and walked downstairs, "Did you drink all my beer?" He asked.
"No, you drank it last night." I tell him.
"Don't lie, I didn't drink that much last night." He accused me.
"I didn't drink it." I tell him and he whipped the empty bottle at me, hitting my arm.
I winced at the contact.
I could be cold
I could be ruthless
You know I could be just like youI did just that, I charged at him and caught his drunk ass by surprise.
I could be fake
I could be stupid
You know I could be just like youI would have to be fake to survive in this world, with every swing I promised myself I'd survive. I'd do anything to survive this fucked up life.
Then, I was switched to see myself walking to the train the day I left.
On my own, cause I can't take livin' with you
I'm alone, so I won't turn out like
You want me to"Dal? Wake up, babe." I heard Daisy's voice, it was laced with concern.
I peeled my eyes open and she sighed, "You were shaking and I got scared."
It hit me, Daisy was meant to keep me from becoming my father. I became cold, and no one likes the cold. She kept me grounded and crazy at the same time. We had only been together for a couple weeks at this point, but she walked past my wall like she knew she belonged in my cold heart.
I smiled and pulled her into my side, I didn't think anyone would be able to break through me. "I'm sorry, it was just a bad dream." I tell her and I notice the light pink sky outside.
"It's okay." She grinned and laid her head in the crook of my neck.
I always felt like I was on cloud nine with Daisy in my arms, I smiled as I dozed off again.
"Come on Dal, the sun's up so we're up." I heard Daisy tell me and I hum in response.
I'm gonna go brush my teeth and everything, when I come back you best be up." She slipped out of my arms and I just smiled to myself.
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JUST LIKE YOU.
Fanfiction- DALLAS WINSTON. "fake it till ya' make it." [ THE OUTSIDERS ] [ GRAPHIC CONTENT, TW: REFERENCES TO SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, SELF HARM, & TALK OF SEXUAL ASSAULT ] [RIGHTS:] - THE ONLY CHARACTERS I OWN WILL BE INTRODUCED, I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS CREA...