𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍, 80s, 90s, 00s

dallas winston 🚬

God, I was furious. I wanted to kill and happily go to jail for it.

Dallas fucking Winston told everybody on the living planet that I hooked up with him. That was such a lie! Such a lie.

I kissed him, at Bucks. That's it.

I marched to the Curtis household with my fists in balls. I wasn't gonna hold back on anything. I knocked on the door and Two Bit opened it and started laughing.

I pushed passed him and saw Dallas sitting on the couch. His face made me even angrier.

"Hey pretty lady." Dallas said shooting my wink. I crossed my arms.

"You better have some good reason for this." I told him angrily. Ponyboy tried to keep his laugh in but failed horribly.

"Sh-shut up, P-pony." Sodapop said trying not to laugh himself. Dallas stood up, intimidating me with his towering height.

"Don't act like you don't like being known as the girl who slept with the Dallas Winston." Dallas said with a mysterious tone. My eyes narrowed and I looked around for anything.

Sodas glass of orange juice on the counter was calling my name. I snatched it and stood on my tippy toes pouring it over his head.

"Sorry for spilling on your carpet Soda. Tell Darry I'm sorry. As for you Winston, don't talk to me ever again. I have some rumors ready to tell everyone. Don't think I won't." I said with a stern voice. Dallas started laughing when I slammed the door shut.