The cold marble of the fountain numbed my legs as I perched there, staring out at the park. It had been almost a decade since Dally and I sat here. It was odd how the fountain had played such a huge part in our lives in the end. If it hadn't been here, Johnny and Dally might still be alive.
But, if I had been there, Dally might still be alive. He had lost everything he cared about the night Johnny died. If I had tried to work things out between us, he might have had something to live for. This thought haunts me, and I still cry when I remember.
In my mind, I see a shadowy memory. A group of teenage boys yelling at the police. The red and blue lights. And, the bloody body that lay on the ground. The night I lost the love of my life.
The End
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A/N
Well, I guess it's over. I hope you enjoyed it and will read some of the other stories I'm writing and the ones I write in the future. Thank you so much for reading. Remember to vote and comment if you enjoyed it.
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FanfictionJenny grew up in New York City. Life was rough, but her best friend Dallas made it more fun. Years ago, Dally moved away, and Jenny never expected to see him again. Tired of the city, Jenny decided to go live with her cousin in Tulsa. To her surp...
