I just moved into a new house with my dad. My dad and I live alone. I have no siblings and my mom left when I was born. My dad is abusive, doesn't have a stable job, and is always drunk.
We moved to a small town in Oklahoma. The house is small but I don't care, I'm just trying to turn 18 and I got 4 more years till then.
After I got my stuff unpacked and situated, I changed. I put on some jeans, a tank top, and my chucks.
It was a hot summer day and I was gonna explore the town. I walked out the house.
A boy sat on the porch next door smoking a cigarette. I smiled and walked out of my yard.
"Hey." He yelled.
I turned back to him and then walked up.
"Hi." I said smiling.
"Did you just move in?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm (y/n)." I said smiling.
"I'm Dallas, but people call me Dally." He said and smiled.
"Nice to meet you." I said.
"Where'd you come from?" He asked.
"From California. My dad and I move a lot." I said.
"Oh. Want one?" Dally asked handing me a cig.
I took it and he lit it with a match on his necklace. Holy fuck that's hot.
I took a long drag.
"Do you play sports or something?" He asked taking a drag.
"No, why?" I laughed.
"You have bruises on your arms." He said and outlined one with his finger.
I didn't say anything and he just looked at me.
"How'd you get that?" He asked.
"I gotta go, but it was nice to meet ya Dally." I said and walked away.
*dallys POV*
That (y/n) chick was something. She was beautiful and has a gorgeous smile.
I walked inside the Curtis house and sat on the couch.
"Who was you talking to?" Ponyboy asked.
"The new girl next door." I said.
"Your next victim?" Ponyboy teased.
"Shut up, kid." I said and threw a pillow at him.
(Y/n) wasn't like the other broads here.
*your POV*
I went to a drug store and got some snacks. I then headed home.
When I walked in my dad was on the couch drinking.
"Where you been?" He slurred getting up.
"Walking around the town." I said walking to my room.
"Come back here." He said getting mad.
I took a few steps towards him and gave him a 'what' look.
"Did I say you could go around town?" He said grabbing my arm harshly.
I didn't answer and looked away.
"Look at me!" He shook my arm and yelled.
My eyes watered and I looked at him.
"Did I say you could?" He said firmly.
"No." I muttered.
"Then why did you?!" He yelled.
"You're not the boss of me!" I yelled back, and wiggled out of his grip.
"I'm you're father!" He said slapping me across the face.
He then pushed me against the wall and hit me again.
"You think you can disrespect me?!" He yelled.
I didn't answer.
"Answer!" He yelled.
I didn't know what to fucking say.
He grabbed my hair and pulled it, and he then punched me. I got away and ran to my room. I locked my door and cried.
I sat on my bed and rocked back and forth, balling my eyes out.
*dallys POV*
It's been 3 months and I've only seen that little broad twice. Both times she was beat up and didn't look me in the eye.
Pony says she doesn't go to school and hardly leaves the house. I'm a little worried.
"Pony, does that girl still live next door?" I asked one day.
"I think so. Her father does, I see him often. There's screaming and yelling coming from them too." Pony said.
I looked towards the house and back at him.
"How often?" I asked.
"Everyday." He said getting up.
That's not a good sign.
"Pony, can I stay the night?" I asked.
"Why? You wanna play Prince Charming?" He teased.
"Shut up." I said.
*time skip*
It was about 11 pm and I heard shouting next door. I walked outside an Pony followed.
*your POV*
My dad was yelling and getting mad. He started punching me hard. He never really hit this hard or got this mad.
"You think you can act like this!" He yelled as he slapped and punched my face.
"Please stop." I mumbled.
I could feel my nose drip. My face went numb and everything was blurred.
I heard the door bust open and there was yelling.
I'm not sure what happened next 'cause I passed out.
When I came to it, I was on a couch. I sat up and looked around. The tv was playing and no one was there. I got up and walked around.
"Is anyone here?" I called.
Did I fucking die?
Dallas came running in. I looked at him with my eyebrows raised.
"Dallas?" I said.
"Yes." He said getting close to me.
"What happened?" I asked looking up at him.
"Your dad was beating you and I heard it." He said to me. "Oh." I said looking down.
"Is he the reason you had bruises when I met you?" He asked.
I didn't answer.
"Why didn't you tell me when I first met you? You could have been saved." He said holding my arms.
"I didn't need saving." I said almost crying and wiggling out of his hold.
"You were being hurt (y/n)." He said.
"I was fine." I said with tears forming in my eyes.
"How could you say that? He was hurting you bad!" Dally started yelling.
I backed away from him.
"He was the only family I had left. Now, I'm gonna live in a home where I could be hit more or raped." I yelled while crying.
Dally walked over and hugged me. My face buried into his chest as I sobbed. I felt him rub my back gently.
"You're okay now." He said soothingly.
I pulled away and saw blood stains on his shirt.
"I'm sorry." I said wiping my nose.
"It's okay, doll." He said and hugged me again.
"What happened to my dad?" I asked and pulled away.
"He's been arrested."
"Why didn't I go to the fucking hospital? My face is bleeding bad!" I said wiping blood off and looking at my hand.
Dally chuckled at what I said.
"I'm being serious." I said looking at him.
"I took you over here while your dad was being cuffed. I'm sorry." He said.
"It's fine. Where's the bathroom? Actually never mind. I'm just next door right? I'll go home." I said walking towards the door.
"Let me come with you." Dally said catching up to me.
"Why?" I asked.
"So I can protect you." He smiled.
I just smiled and walked over to my house, Dally followed behind.
I went to the restroom and got in the shower.
I got out and walked out with a towel around my body. I walked into my room and Dally was on my bed.
"Hey." He smiled.
"Hi. Can you step out?" I asked.
"Okay." He said getting up and walking out.
*dallys POV*
(Y/n) came in with just a towel wrapped around her little body. She was so beautiful even with cuts and bruises.
I stepped out as her request.
The door was cracked open a bit, and maybe I did peak in. I watched her put her panties on and then a t-shirt. She walked over to a drawer and pulled out some lounge shorts and socks.
After she was dressed, she let me in.
"Dallas, I'm tired and I wanna go to bed." She said.
"Okay, but I'm staying with you." I said.
"Why? I can take care of myself." She said.
"Jesus (y/n), I like you and I want to take care of you, so let me." I blurted out.
She looked at me surprised.
"Okay." She said quietly.
"Okay." I said back.
"Do you wanna sleep with me?" She asked.
"What kind? Cause I'm up for both." I said and she laughed.
"I mean sleep in my bed next to me." She smiled.
"Yeah." I said.
I took off my shoes and jeans. I walked over and got in bed with her.
We faced each other and looked into each other's eyes.
"I think you're really beautiful." I said pulling her close to my body.
"Thank you." She blushed.
I kissed the top of her head.
"I'll treat you right (y/n)." I whispered.
"Prove it." She said.
I'm gonna fucking prove it.
