break my heart again - a dally winston love fanfic

eight

i stare at myself in the mirror, feeling completely stupid and idiotic.

i'm literally going back to the guy that broke my heart, wow, couldn't i get more pathetic than that?

i fix my dress once more before walking out my room, grabbing the keys along with some money. locking the door, i take a deep breath before walking down the street, the streetlights making me feel a little more safe.

although i've lived in this neighborhood my entire life, there's moments like this where i still feel unsafe, as if someone was watching me. i shake my head and walk quicker, already seeing buck's sign.

i make it to the doorstep and knock, feeling stupid once i realized i knocked, who knocks at a clubs door?

seconds later the door opens, revealing buck.

"why you knocking for? this is a public place." buck says as i nervously laugh and nod.

"s-sorry. um, can i come in?"

"i would say no since you're underage, but you give me a good feeling, greaser." i smile as i walk in, the red lights making me feel something (😳)

i walk to the bar and sit on a stool, spinning it and turning to see the crowd dance. i smirk before turning around, waving to buck.

"can i have a dry martini?" i ask, already seeing buck look at me intensely.

"i don't know ...."

"here, take these ten dollars!" i smile as i hand him the money, buck nodding and walking away.

"you know i live here, there isn't any reason why you should pay for the drinks." dally says as i smile.

"i can buy my own things, thank you." i respond.

"independent woman, i see." buck hands me the drink and walks away, leaving me and dally alone.

"what's the point of this little 'hangout' dal? is it for you to prove .... what?" i simply say as i set the drink down, feeling dally watch me.

"what you said .... a hangout." i shake my head and scoff, is he serious?

"whatever you say." i mutter as i sip down the drink, grimacing at the shock of it. dally laughs as he claps making me roll my eyes.

"anyways, how have you been? besides the whole ... abusive story." dally asks as i shrug my shoulders.

"oh, i'm actually doing pretty bad. the boy who i love is sitting right in front of me."

"i've been okay. working and doing school, just normal life." i say as dally nods.

"i uh- i got back together with sylvia, and i honestly don't know if that's good or not." i look up and see dally throw the paper straw on the counter, biting his bottom lip.

"why did you do it? like, get back together with her."

"i don't know ... i felt the need to have someone by my side even though i ain't feel something real for her." wow, who would've thought.

"you're hurt, dallas. you've been broke, even in the past and i don't know how." i hesitate to touch his shoulder but still do it, making him turn his head and look at me.

i stare back, trying to avoid his lips.

those lips.

his lips.

i exhale, seeing him slowly and intentionally lean in.

how much i wanted that to happen.

let him lean in, i say in my mind.

no-

he's with sylvia, he can't lean in.

"no, dally. you can't do that, i'm sorry." i shake my head.

"why? eh, you're scared?" dally scoffs.

"you're with sylvia, winston. you're in a relationship with her, whether you like it or not." i sadly say.

"who here CARES that i have a relationship with sylvia, who two-timed me."

"i care, dally. just because SHE two-timed you doesn't mean you'll do the same. be the bigger person here, dallas." i explain as i see something in his eyes i've never seen. it was like, regret and sadness all in his eyes.

all he does is grab a beer and drink it down, ignoring my words. as much as it hurts me, he's in a relationship and i cannot intefer that, that isn't me.

after a few beers, i see he's now drunk and spilling everything, to when he was a little kid up to where he was arrested a few days earlier.

"c'mon, you're drunk." i stand up and painfully pull him up, grabbing my keys in my other hand while walking him up the crowded stairs.

i make it to his room, taking me a moment to actually enter. this room holds so much memories, happy ones to sad ones.

i push him into his bed, taking his shoes off and throw them across the room, the very mess room.

i look at him once more before turning around, walking away until i hear a sound come from him. it takes me a moment to realize what was coming from his mouth, but it was sobs .... actual sobs !

"d-dally?" i stutter, running to him.

"why!? why is it me that has to go through this? i try my best ... my actual fucking best but never show me. i love her, so much. her smile, the smile she has not matter what she's going through. i hurt!" dally sobs as i shake my head and feel my tears start to well up.

seeing the person you love hurt is painful.

"oh dally ..... " i say as i walk into his bed, sitting up while taking him in my arms.

"i never want to let go." i quietly whisper as his sobs make me bite my lip.

"i could fall in love, i really can." dally cries out as i lean my head onto of his.

he's hurt, and i'm hurt.