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Untitled Part 3

doing the only thing Ive been doing since I woke up this morning, escaping situations. I retracted my fist and made contact with the officers face. I knew he hadn't gotten a good look at my face due to the fact he was behind me so right after I threw my punch I ran like the wind. Not wanting to face my brothers I made my way to Bucks and after about 5 minutes I was completely out of breath but luckily at Bucks place. I had a feeling Dally would be here with was great because I was in a good mood to kick someones ass or at least try to. Dallas was kinda a shit ton stronger then me.

Hearing the sirens behind me I figured it would be a great time to erase myself from the streets. "Whats up bitches" I screamed out while slamming the door behind me.  Buck who was behind the bar flipped the bird to me and grabbed his head with his other hand.  Hangover I assume.

"oh if it isn't the snitch of a bitch". I exclaimed when I saw Dally.

regretfully he looked at me, "i'm sorry Jessie I had to, its for your own good, i'm worried for you".

fuck everyone, they were all worried about me. I didn't need there sympathy I was done with it. My vision blurred as rage took over me and I knew Dallas knew what was coming his way because when I attempted to tackle him he grabbed ahold of my wrists and spun me into him holding me tight against his chest as I tried to wriggle free. angrily I stomped my still slippered foot onto his resulting in a low chuckle 

"bunny slippers?"

retaliating I yelled "fuck u dumb ass, Ur so stupid I swear to god im fine, you have no reason to be worried leave me the fuck alone".

interrupting our little spat, knocking was heard on the door along with some mumbling but I made out police and looking. "shit dally you gotta hide me! Darry will kill me"! For a slight second he looked as though he was having an inner argument with the devil and angel on his shoulders but we both know with one Dally would listen to. he shooed my into a large closet and closed the door. forgetting the fact I was Kidnapped and locked in a dark basement two years ago before the Police found me in my ex boyfriends soc house. If it had been a greaser they would've put him in jail probably 15 years but unfortunately for my unlucky ass it was a soc.

socs are the rich kids, the ones who get away with anything and they can kiss my ass because they are assholes. frantically my eyes searched for the smallest bit of light only to be met with pitch black. Instead of staying calm like a normal person i felt my breathing once again pick up and i just prayed no one could hear me.  

after what felt like hours dally finally opened the door signaling the cops were gone to come face to face with me. tears scattered my face and i had my knees close to my chest, my breathing was ragged and uncontrollable. 

"help" was the only word that managed to be said and he understood completely and i reached out my hands and made grabby fists with them hoping he wouldn't remember this moment of weakness from me but i needed my best friend. just as i expected he scooped my up into his arms careful not to injure me as if i was some delicate little bunny. but i didn't care right now i just needed him. 

"shhhh im here girly, your safe" he whispered into my ear and slowly but surely my breathing slowed to a normal ish pace.

" i love you dally im sorry for getting so mad" 

"its fine babe i get why you did"

and that was that until i had to go home...