She had shiny blonde hair- the girl in his bed. And a stunningly pretty face. You were nothing compared to her.
Tears blurred your vision as you tried to run down the stairs. You didn't get far before falling on your ass. Your ankle struck the staircase with a crack but there was worse pain to deal with right now.
"Damn high heels..." you yelled, frustrated. You undid the straps and threw them over your shoulder.
"Y/n! Y/n!" You could hear Dallas calling after you. "It's not what you think."
You continued running, down the stairs, past the bar and out the door.
It's not what you think.
That's what they always say. He couldn't think of anything better?
You stopped in your tracks. Soda wasn't going to be here until three. Three- fucking- am. The tears in your eyes threatened to spill over.
"Y/n hey!" The screen door behind you slammed.
"Get away from me Dallas."
"No, look we can talk about this! Just come back inside."
"Hell. No." You turned around to face him. He had an irritated look on his face. He was fidgeting with his belt like he was still trying to get it closed. Disgusting.
"I'm leaving. Don't come and find me." You began walking in the direction of your house. Soda wouldn't be picking you up tonight.
"Oh come on. You're so dramatic- come here." He said. He grabbed your hand trying to pull you back.
"Uhg!" You swiped his hand away. He had a cold look in his eyes. He wasn't drunk.. this was something worse. Drugs? Well if he was on drugs you didn't want to be with him anyway.
He glared at you and grabbed both your hands again. "Fine if you want to be a bitch then be a bitch. But we're going inside." He had a tight grip on your wrists and was trying to pull you back inside with him. You struggled trying to pull your hands away, but his grip was too tight.
"Arg!" You screamed trying to fight him. "Let me go you asshole! Just leave me alone!" You let out one last scream before he released you, causing you to fall to the ground.
"Whatever man.." he said rubbing his temples. "She's hotter than you anyway."
The tears pooled over, falling into your cheeks.
He went back inside, slamming the door so hard that the house shook.
You winced and brushed the gravel off your hands and knees. Your ankle was throbbing but you were going to have to get back home somehow. You could call Soda but the only phone was inside and there was no way in hell you were going back there.
Getting to your feet was a task but you managed. Dally's present was probably somewhere on the stairs right now along with your high heels and dignity. Maybe he'd find it and realize how much you cared. Maybe it'd just get thrown away. Who cares he didn't deserve it.
You limped away to the side walk and headed for your neighbourhood. It was a ten minute drive but would probably end up being an hour walk. Great. Plenty of time to reminisce on what had just happened. You limped faster.
Hey so I'm going to make the ending to this imagine but I took too much Advil pm and I'm starting to fall asleep. So stay tuned for the ending I'll write it when I wake up.
