Darling

Relief

It was the next morning. Dally wasn't in bed anymore, but I could here his voice along with the rest of the gangs voices downstairs. For a second I had almost forgotten what had happened the day before. But then it all came rushing back to me.

I walked downstairs to get some breakfast. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, everyone stared at me.
"You feeling any better?" Pony asked.
"I won't until I know if I'm pregnant or not." I said, running my hands through my hair. I took a seat in between Johnny and Dallas.
"Can I do it now?"
"You wanna take the test now?" Dally asked me.
"Yeah, I wanna get it over with. With that, Dallas and me walked to the bathroom. Well, more like me and the rest of the gang walked to the bathroom.

They all waited outside the door. When I was done, I opened the door so I could wait with the gang. (I took two tests btw.) Finally, the tests were done. I was to scared to look. Dal held my hand as I flipped over the first test. Negative. Then I flipped over the other test. Also negative.
"Oh thank God!" The gang all gave a sigh of relief. I was only 16, so pregnancy was not on my bucket list. Especially pregnancy from a rapist.
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I was feeling a bit better knowing that I wasn't pregnant, but I was still very nervous and would have panic attacks every so often. And to make matters worse, by body was still soar so I could hardly move.

Every time I had a panic attack Dallas would immediately jump to my side. It was so sweet that he was taking care of me. Darry said that I should probably get some therapy for my trauma, but only if we can afford it.
"Have you found any offices cheap enough?" I asked Darry, full of hope.
"No, I'm sorry. I think what we're gonna have to do is just keep an eye on you and comfort you when we can." He said, placing a hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah, we'll take great care of you." Two-Bu- BIT jumped in.
"Yeah, and Darry told me I can stay however long you want me to. You know I give the best cuddles!" Dallas also joined in, booping me on the nose. It was weird seeing him all soft. It was the cutest thing, though.
"Dallas, you are so soft for me!"
"No I'm not." He deepened his voice, which made me laugh. I may have bad PTSD but I ain't gonna let that stop me from laughing and being me.

I am still so relieved about everything. The cops also contacted us saying that Bob was under arrest. Teaches him not to go around ruining people's lives.
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"Hello ladies!" I said as I entered the living room.
"How do you do?" Steve asked in a high pitched voice. I laughed and poked him in the side. He laughed and fell to the floor. He's so ticklish.

Dallas walked through the door holding a bag from the supermarket.
"Here, doll." He handed me the bag. I opened the bag and pulled out chocolate, a small teddy bear, and sour patch kids.
"Aww thank you Dally!" I said as I hugged him. The gang was making kissy noises and being all weird.
"Oh shut it, Dallas is allowed to be nice." I said.
"I'm not used to Dallas being nice." Pony pointed out and everyone agreed.
"He didn't get me anything..." Two-Bit whined. Wow.
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It was about 11 at night and it was time for my "Emotional Check In" as Darry called it.
"How do you feel now that a week has passed?" It feels like an interview.
"I'm alright. I'm just glad that my family is here to support me."
"Cool."
"Cool."
.....cool.

I walked to my room and closed the door. I opened the window because I was gonna paint my nails, when someone knocked on my door.
"Come in!"
"Hey, doll. I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to go to bucks with me."
"I don't know, Dal." I said looking down slightly.
"No partying, nothing. We'll go straight to my room and talk. Come one, we can play cards!" I thought about it for a few seconds.
"Sure!" I said. He smiled so wide. How cute! I can't wait. I'll get to spend quality time with my amazing boyfriend.