try me baby | dallas winston

chapter 10

july 5th, 1965
tulsa oklahoma
adriana rocentis pov

i woke up on the curtis' couch and all i felt was pain. physical and mental. i was numb. i looked down and noticed i was wearing a pair of ponys sweats and one of his tshirts. i felt gross.

"you guys, she's awake!" luca yelled, who was right by my side.

i winced, covering my ears. "jesus luca, stop yelling. i didn't fucking die." i rolled my eyes. he just wrapped me in a hug and squeezed tightly. i squeezed back.

" i thought i was gonna lose you adriana rose. i love you." he started tearing up.

"i love you too, luca. please stop crying, i'm okay." i laughed.

"you think i'm bad? you should see dallas and ronnie."

"d-dallas is here?" i was shocked. i thought he hated me. ronnie rushed over to me before luca could give me and answer and scooped me up into a bone crushing hug.

"you can't ever do that to me again! i thought i lost you!" she sobbed, making me tear up.

"i'm okay now, ronnie. how long was i out?" i asked.

"a couple of days." ronnie said. i gasped and went wide eyed.

"what happened to me?" i asked, trying to recall what happened.

"buck called us after you passed out in front of his bar. he said you took the bottle of something and ran, only to come back dripping blood." soda said from the corner.

"oh lord.." i whispered, remembering what happened with dallas.

"i'm sorry guys." i apologized. they all began saying how i shouldn't be sorry and blah blah blah, but to be honest i wasn't listening. i could only think about one thing.

"where's dallas?" i asked.

"he's at b-bucks we think, he's been by your side the whole time but we forced him to go get some sleep." johnny said.

"ronnie, walk me to bucks." i said.

"but ana, you're not exactly in the best-"

"i said walk me to bucks!" i raised my voice a bit, getting impatient. she just rolled her eyes and let out a little 'whatever,' pulling me off of the couch.

i practically ran to bucks despite the pain i was in, ronnie struggling to keep up with me. when we were finally there, i caught my breath and instructed her to stay down with buck.

"where's dallas, buck?" i asked, out of breath
still.

"i'm not sure you want to see him, he's pretty upset adriana.. you know how he gets."

"i know buck, but i need to. i'm going up to his room. don't let anyone touch veronica or ill skin you." i threatened, earning a laugh from both ronnie and buck. i made my way upstairs and slowly knocked on the door.

"fuck off sylvia!" dallas yelled.

"who's sylvia?" i asked, confused. i then heard a quick shuffle and the door popped open. he looked horrible. his eyes were red and puffy and it looked like he hadn't slept in days. he ran his rough fingers over my bandages and pulled me into a tight hug. he didn't let go for 6 minutes.

"dallas." i giggled. he moved away from the hug and pulled me into his room and sat me on the bed.

"what the hell were you thinking?" he yelled, causing me to flinch. he placed his hand on my thigh as if to apologize, and allowed me to speak.

"i-i saw you kissing that girl and i lost it. i got drunk and i let the soc do it to me, i'm sorry.." i said quietly.

"why would you care if she kissed me?" he spat.

"because i like you, idiot!" i screamed, leaving him confused.

"you like me?"

"yes! how can you not see it? i didn't believe myself until a few days ago but i've liked you since the day i met you, winston."

"then why didn't you tell me that, huh? i went through hell with myself thinking that you just saw me as a friend, and i can't deal with it. i've never felt this way about someone before, and i-"

i cut him off with a kiss. it was sweet, tender, and slow. our first sober kiss.

"i was scared." i told him.

"why were you scared? you're adriana, you aren't scared of anything!" he asked confused.

i proceeded to tell him about my past. my past relationships, my family, everything. we talked for awhile before i called ronnie from downstairs, letting her know that i would be with dallas, and i called sodapop to have him bring her home. apparently they have been going steady for awhile now, i was happy for her.

"who was that girl?" i asked quietly.

"sylvia," he started. "i didn't wanna kiss her. but she  pulled me into a kiss right when you walked into the door and i didn't have the energy to stop her, and i feel real bad about it because i hate that two timing bitch." he rambled.

we then heard a knock, and shortly after the door busted open to reveal sylvia.

"hey dally! did you miss me baby?" she cooed, walking over to him trying to be seductive. i just gagged and rolled my eyes, earning a low chuckle from dallas.

"i don't believe i asked for your input, slut." she snapped.

"i also don't believe buck allows prostitutes in his bar. you must've slipped in, huh?" i smiled innocently. i heard a stifled laugh from dallas and that sent her. she threw a hand towards my face, but i quickly grabbed her wrist. i then took ahold of her hair, smashing her face on my knee and pulling her to the ground. i then grabbed the top of her tight dress and slugged her a couple of times before dallas wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me off.

"get the hell out of here sylvia, or i'll let her finish you off!" dallas bellowed through the small room. she scurried to get up and i jumped at her slightly, causing her to flinch.

"watch your back, bitch." she whined. i just rolled my eyes and said my famous line.

"try me."