The Past

For The First Time

WARNING! R RATED!
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It was all so dark and cold. I was in an alley way running. Running from something, from someone. I heard screaming and fighting as i ran closer to it. I saw Dallas beating a man dressed in all black as rain started to pour. Dallas looked up at me in pain with a bloody forehead. He slowly got up as i stood motionless looking down at the lifeless body. He pulled me in a hug and leaned down and kissed me, when I heard a gun shot. Dallas rested his forehead on mine looking me in the eyes as his body began to collapse.

~END OF DREAM~

"NO!" I sat up quickly releasing myself from Dallas's grip. I felt my cheeks all red and damp from the dream as tears slowly fell from my eyes. It was still dark outside, as I slightly glanced out from the sheets around us.

"Hey," Dally sat up with me wrapping his arm around me."what's wrong?"

  I didn't know what to do or say. I looked up at him with my red puffy eyes, as he looked at me sympathetically. What was happening to me? Why was i feeling this way for him? He cradled me in his arms, pulling me onto his lap. He kissed my head and clutched onto me until my tears started to dry.

"Bad dream?" He asked holding onto me. I just nodded.

"Tell me something. Something I don't know about you." I pleaded. I needed anything to get my mind off the dream.

"I knew everyone but Johnny, Pony, and you before today." He laughed a little.

"What?" I said pulling my face a little bit away from his.

"I lived not to far away from here about two an a half years back. We went to Buck's place tonight so I could catch up with everyone." He smirked a little as he examined my surprised and confused facial expression.

"How comes I never met you before?"

"I was always into some type of trouble. Plus, you were always in school when I was around." He laughed.

'Oh..." He smiled at me and pulled me in more of hug.

"Did you know their parents?"

"Yeah. Their old man helped keep me out of trouble sometimes." He said trying to shake off the emotions. "We should probably get back to sleep for tomorrow." He said laying down still holding onto me.

  Tomorrow was the funeral, and I had to be as emotionally prepared as possible for the family and Johnny. I woke up first and started on breakfast, and cleaned up the house some more. We had about two hours yet, so I took a shower as everyone started to wake up. I put on a fitted quarter length sleeved black dress that came a little past my knees. I put my hair up in a half up half down ponytail, and kept my makeup neutral.

  By the time I got out everyone was at the kitchen table in black. Everyone was talking lightly as they ate. No one noticed I was there, so I just stood off to the side.

"Where's Pony?" I examined the room noticing he wasn't there.

"We can't get the kid up." Soda piped up. I guess he eventually came back last night.

"I'll go see what I can do." I walked down the hallway and up the stairs to his room.

"Hey Pony" I entered his room to see him laying in his bed tangled in his blankets.

"Hey..." He didn't move from his spot, so I walked over and sat on the edge f the bed resting my hand on his back.

"Pony, I know it's rough. I get how you feel, but you gotta believe me when I say that'll it get better."  He looked up at me and hugged me.