Chapter 9

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Dally's POV
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I could barely walk away from her. Jenny was right, but I had learned years ago not to show any emotion. I can't show any weakness.

All I wanted to do was be around her. She was the only person that I've ever been comfortable sharing any of my personal feelings with.

I trudged home alone, or rather back to the room I had rented at Buck's place. I slammed the door shut and pounded my fist against the wall, frustrated.

"I was just trying to protect her," I whispered. "From what?" I mentally asked myself, resting my head on the cold wall.

"From myself. She deserves a friend who could really be there for her." I argued on and on with myself, not stopping to consider how odd it would sound to anyone who happened to walk down the hall at that time. Finally, at some point in the early morning, just as the sun was rising, I sunk to the floor and fell asleep.

Way to go man, you really screwed it up this time, I thought to myself as I drifted off.

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