I'm Violet, so I might've sounded like a creep when I talked about Dallas. I'm not, I've seen him around Tulsa with his friends. They were sweet. But Dallas, Dallas was different. Dally acted tough, but he was sweet around me. My mom and I moved here to Oklahoma, for job opportunities. You see my mom was a drunk, and my dad died in a car wreck,
he was a drunk too. My mom wants me to make friends, so she lets me do whatever I want. She doesn't really care about me, but I don't give any shits. I just walk around town, trying to find something to do with my life. I'm trying to quit smoking, but it's my escape. I drink a lot, mainly to forget. I'm trying to get my mind off of those things but I can't, oh well. It was August when we moved here. My mom beats me I had no friends, home, anything. You can say it's sad, I just think that everything must happen for a reason...
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The Love Between a Broken Greaser & Broken Girl (Dallas Winston FanFiction)
FanfictionThe cigarette met between his lips, that's when I first saw him. Not afraid of life nor death. He knew that cancer stick could slowly kill him, but like I said, he's not afraid of death. He knows that he would regret not taking any risks. Dallas Win...
