Temptations

I was just sitting in Rhyan's room sharpening my switchblade while I waited for her to come home from the hospital.  I heard the door open and footsteps coming up the stairs.  I got off the bed and went to the bedroom door to greet her.  It was Scarlett.
"Oh hey what are you doing here?" I asked.
"It's about to be you" she winked at me and pressed her lips against mine forcefully.
"What the fuck!" I said after I pushed her off. "What do you think you're doing??"
"I know you want me Dally," she said and kept trying to get closer. I kept backing up until I hit the bed and couldn't go any further.  She pushed me onto the bed and straddled me.  She kissed me and for a moment my dick was the one in control and I kissed her back.  She started undoing my jeans and I remembered what the fuck I was doing and stood up immediately and grabbed her and pushed her off.  She was trying to get all over me so I pushed her hard against the wall and held her hands so she couldn't touch me.  She is going to definitely have some bruises now... Just then I heard something drop so I turned my head. RHYAN! FUCK!
"Rhyan wait! Come back! It's not what you think!" I called after her. It was pointless.
"Look what you did Scarlett..." I said.  I shook my head and did up my jeans. I left her there alone and went to the DX and bought a pack of smokes.  I smoked half the pack before work started... Everyone asked me what was up.  They could tell I was acting tougher than I usually do these days.  But I didn't want to talk about it.

Not Quite at Peace

I couldn’t believe this was happening. The past two weeks were some of the greatest in my life, and here she was now, telling me that it was over? Rhyan was different than the girls I hooked up with in the past. She wasn’t dumb, she wasn’t whiny and clingy, and she wasn’t just in it for the sex. She was better than that, she caused me to feel things that I’ve never felt before. I couldn’t believe that I was standing here now, watching her drive away. It left a sickening knot in the pit of my stomach, and normally in a situation like this I’d break the shit outta something, but this time I couldn’t. What I was feeling wasn’t anger, it was pain. Some of the gang went to California for spring break, Rhyan included, so I didn’t see her at all the following week. I walked around with the look of hatred for the world playing on my face. I went through the motions at work, and even dragged myself to the drag races. The only thing I looked forward to was finding my pillow at night, because as long as I was asleep I didn’t have to feel the ache in my chest. One night I couldn’t sleep, so I decided on the next best pain reliever, drinking. I was pretty wasted by 6 a.m. and finally decided on sleeping. I found Buck’s empty bedroom upstairs, and just as I was about to drift off, I heard a knocking at the door.

“Blair Mathews? Ain’t it a little early for you kid?” I asked. I was surprised to see her, it was unlike her typical reaction towards me. She forced herself into the room and pushed me on to the bed, kissing me. A dozen hazy thoughts flooded my mind, but I went along with it and let her do what she wanted, mostly because I was drunk and horny. The room was dark, but every once in a while the moonlight would peer through the window and catch on her face, and when it did, the only face I could see was Rhyan’s. When we were done, she immediately began putting her clothes back on, and just before she left she turned and said,

“Now we’re even.”

What the fuck? Was this just a payback for saving her from that guy at Shepard’s party the other day? A simple ‘thank-you’ would have sufficed, not that I’m opposed to sex, it was just unusual as a payback, especially from the youngest Mathews sister.

Thursday night was another one of those nights where my eyes just didn’t want to stay closed, but I didn’t feel like going to the bar this time, instead I just laid in bed, soaking in my pity. It was 3 a.m. when the phone rang. I looked at the caller ID. Rhyan? I held my breath.

“Hello?” I said, confused. Maybe she just dialed the wrong number, but her sobbing suggested otherwise.

“Dallas?” I didn’t realize how much I had missed hearing her say my name. “I need you.” That was all she said. A moment later, I found myself knocking on her front door. She answered, with tears streaming down her face.

“I don’t care about Blair…” She said. I wondered how she knew about that? “…and I don’t care if my brother is a moral mess, and I’m so sorry for leaving you like I did. It was the worst mistake I’ve ever made, and I wish I could take it back…” She was rambling and it was sort of hard to understand between sobs, but somehow the last part was very clear to me, “…you’re the best relationship that I’ve ever had, and I really fucked up, and I need you Dallas, I’ve always needed you”. She broke my heart, left me standing in my boxers in her drive way in the middle of the night, and now she was begging for me back? She left me feeling like left overs, like someone’s trash. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t lost some trust in her, but somehow that didn’t matter now, because I think I needed her too. I forced her lips against mine, letting my feeling of the entire week pour out in to that one kiss.

“If you ever pull a stunt like that again, I’ll kill ya, understand?” I said, smiling for the first time all week. Since that night, everything has been great. I fell asleep with her in my arms every night, and awoke to those beautiful brown eyes every morning. I was on top of the world again, and nothing was going to bring me down, or so I thought.

I went with all the guys to the rodeo one day last week, because we all had the day off, which rarely ever happened. Except for Darry, the guy never takes a day off. We returned after dark that night. I rode in the car with Two-Bit and some of the other guys. We pulled up to the Curtis’s drive way, noticing some of the girls standing in the front yard in a panic. I hopped over the front of the car and looked around for Rhyan. I noticed Darry was carrying her. Her hair was in a mess, and her pants were missing. I heard Jelly explain what had happened. Rhyan stood to her feet, looking dazed and confused. The moment she noticed her pants were gone, she burst into tears. Bob Sheldon tried to rape my girlfriend.

“FUCK!” I shouted. I was beyond pissed, I was furious. He was lucky that I wasn’t around, otherwise his blood would be spilling out on the pavement right about now. It’s one thing to mess with someone in the gang, my friends. But to screw with my girl? There was no mercy for that.

“Sheldon’s ass will pay for this.” I said through gritted teeth. And I meant it. Friday night at the rumble, he’s going to wish he had never been born.

I downed a few beer and lit a joint while I walked to the lot where the rumble was gonna be.  There was already a lot of guys there.  I walked straight to Darry and threw the joint on the ground.  “Ready to fuck the up?” I asked the gang.  Everyone smirked and nodded.  I walked over to Rhyan and put my arm around her.  “Be careful” I said and gave her a kiss.  I turned around to look at the socs. The outnumbered us immensely but that didn’t scare me one bit. Bob emerged from the crowd so I walked towards him.

“Hey Rhyan! You’re on the wrong side babe, you’re not white trash!” I fucking glared at him. “It’s too bad the cops showed up before I got what I came for… I coulda shown you a good time baby” he smirked. That was it. I fucking snapped.  I remember jumping on him and his scull hit the ground. He was fighting his way up but it wasn’t working.  Owen was right beside me beating the shit outta Bob.  I think he may have passed out.  I might have kicked him hard after… I wasn’t finished though, I still had a lot of anger built up.  I beat the shit outta more socs.  There were loud cracks and screams but I didn’t care.  When all the sudden they all left.  Us greasers screamed and yelled in excitement and happiness.  I found my girl and wrapped my arms around her a picked her up and kissed her. “Let’s get drunk!” I said. 

“Fuck ya Dally! Owen’s house everyone!” Steve yelled. We all got fucking drunk and everyone was so happy.  There was one point when Jelly and Soda were arguing. I don’t really remember anything but I think Hunter was involved.  It was a good night though and I was so happy, but I didn’t know if knocking out Bob was enough to make it even… I might accidently do something worse if I see him again…

Oh Miss Thatcher...

Don't you love those days where you have nothing on your mind and just wanna lay back and drink a cold one? Well today was one of those days. I put a 24 in my car and started it up. I rolled down the window and lit a smoke. I was on my way to the gangs spot by the water. I saw another car... definitely a soc car. Great. Randy and his faggot friends. I got out and they rushed me so I flipped my blade and beat the shit outta them. They ran and I looked around and saw some clothes in the ice cold water. I ran to the dock and jumped in and grabbed her. It was Rhyan.

"Fuck girl what are you doing alone" I said under my breath as I pulled us out. She was passed out and looked so innocent. I put her in my car and drove us to her house.

I woke up with Rhyan's head on my chest.  "Good morning" I smirked and kissed the top of her head. She is so sexy. I guess I have always thought she was cute since I met her but didn't really think she liked me so I never tried to get with her. Her long brown hair is so soft and that smile...

"Good morning Dally" she smiled and looked up at me.

"Let's make breakfast" I said, sitting up and moving to the edge of the bed.  I reached over and grabbed my jeans and put them on.  Rhyan got changed into some cute shorts and a tanktop. I grabbed her by the waist and lead her into the kitchen.  I lifted her onto the counter and kissed her.

"What do you want? Eggs?" I asked, smiling.

"Eggs are good." she smiled back. 

I could hardly finish cooking because she distracted me so bad. We ended up fucking in the kitchen, and the living room, and somehow ended up fucking in Owens shower... We were alone for hours and I was glad no one bothered us all day haha.  I couldn't get over how much I like her.  It was so different, her actually acknowledging me and being affectionate.  I was so used to her ignoring me or stepping away when I came near.  Now knowing that she actually liked me all that time, I can't get my head around it.  At around supper time we were just relaxing on the couch, I was thinking about how I should probably get a job. It would be nice to be able to buy her nice things every once in a while. I remember Sylvia always yelling at me after she found out something I gave her was stolen. But what did she expect? Obviously I was going to steal it, I am Dallas Winston. But this time it felt different. I felt like I wanted to make her feel important. I am underage but I bet Buck would let me work there. I would be an impressive bartender for sure.

"What are you thinking about?" She looked up and asked me.

I just smirked, "nothing." And I kissed her on the cheek. She turned around and kissed me hard on the lips. I like this girl...

Change of Heart

Two-Bit and I stopped by the liquor store and picked up a flat of beer.  Darry and Soda were throwing a party at their house.  It was already ten o’clock and they told everyone it starts at 9.  The party doesn’t actually start till I get there anyways.

“I think Tim is going to be there. And I heard a rumor that your old lady Sylvia might go to” Two-Bit said. 

I gave him a cold look.

When we got to the Curtis house the door was open and I could hear the music blaring.  We brought in the beer and Soda welcomed us.

“Put your beer in the kitchen boys” he said.

I grabbed two beer and cracked one open. We went back into the living room and there was some people dancing. I spotted Johnny and went up to him handing him a beer.

After my eighth beer I was feeling really good.  I was dancing away with a few girls just having a good time.

“Hey Rhyan, you wanna dance?” I gave a smile and raised my eyebrow and took a sip of my beer.

“No thanks.” She swiftly turned away hardly even looking at me.

I followed her and put my hand on her shoulder and spun her around.

“Why not baby.  Just one dance.” I smirked.

She just shook off my hand and ran away.  I just took another drink and scouted out a girl that would actually wanna dance.  Just then was when I noticed there was a commotion by the front door. Steve and Soda were talking to someone so I went over.  It was Sylvia.

“You aren’t invited Sylvia get out.” Steve said.

“Hey Dallas” she gave me a whorish smile.

“What do you think you’re doing here you slut” I said.

“I heard there was a party, and that you’d be here.” She said.

“Before I beat the shit outta you get the fuck out.”

“You wouldn’t hurt me.”

“You wanna bet?”

“Dally come on… let’s be civil.” She put her arms on me. I instantly took them off.  “I miss you baby.”

“You should have thought about that before you cheated on me you whore.” I said.  I pushed her outta my way a bit and walked out the door, not failing to slam it behind me.  I grabbed a cigarette and my lighter out of my pocket and lit it up. “Fucking bitch…” I stopped when I was a few blocks away and just leaned against a light pole, already on my third cigarette. 

I saw a shadow coming down the street.  It was definitely a broad.  When they got closer I could tell it was a soc. I was kind of hoping she was a guy, I was really in the mood for a fight.

“What do you think you’re doing over here” I said as I walked towards her.

“Nothing greaser.  Back off” she said. I could tell she was frightened but trying to cover it up.

I just smirked at her and kept getting closer. “I think someone might be lost.”

“I said back off.” She stopped walking.

“Babe calm down.” I went to grab her but right when I said that I remembered all those times when one of the gangs sisters would be freaking out and crying and we would go beat the shit out of whoever touched her.  Which made me think of how she must be feeling.  I shouldn’t take out my anger on this poor broad. “Where are you going?”

“M-m-my b-boyfriends. He lives very close! And there are a LOT of guys there. You better watch out!”

That was a terrible cover up. But she had the right idea. “I’ll walk you. This neighborhood can be pretty sketchy.”

“No I’m fine. Just let me go.” She looked so worried.

“Fine. Go ahead.” I took a long drag of my cigarette.

She started walking. And turned her head a couple times to make sure I wasn’t gonna jump her.  I just leaned up against the post.  After she was a block away I started following her.  I know she got lucky with me, but it would be very unlikely that if she bumped into another greaser down here she would be lucky again. I had a fucked up feeling that for some reason it was my responsibility to make sure she made it to wherever she was going. 

I was just taking my time, smoking and just thinking about shit from the past when I heard arguing.  Shit. I ran about a block until I could see some shadows in an alley.  Definitely her. And two other guys.

I walked up on them pretty silently. Couple of drunk greasers, great. They had pushed her to the ground. “Hey guys, leave my girl alone.”

They all looked at me. The broad looked so scared but happy that I was there. “She’s yours, Winston?”  They were from the Brumley gang…

“Yeah she is. Now you guys better fuck off before I beat you.” I put my hand out to help her up. She was hesitant but grabbed it and got up. I wrapped my arm around her.

“Sorry Winston, if we woulda known…”

I just gave them a cold stare. “Alright, fuck off now.” I still had my arm on her and walked us out of the alley. “Where am I taking you.”

“Home” she looked at me shyly. “Thanks for everything back there.”

I just nodded.  It was a long walk across the city, she told me her name, Naomi, and her whole story, I didn’t say much just nodded and stuff to keep her going.  It was almost 4am by the time I dropped her off at her house. She thanked me again and kissed me. I just smirked, said goodnight and walked home.

The Unbeatable

The open road, all alone, no cares in the world, is one of the greatest feelings out there.  Alongside kicking the shit out of some soc, and fucking some hot broad.  The bike I was riding back to Tulsa from NY may have been stolen… I won’t go there. 

A week ago I felt the need to go check out my old territory.  Met up with some old gang members they were happy to see me.  Apparently I was just in time for some rumble. Not like kinds in Tulsa were it is mostly no weapons. Nah, the only rule here was no guns.  I needed a good fight anyways, I didn’t care the reason.

We all met at this broken down train station. The other group was full of rich boys who think they own the world.  The fight was great, I let out a bunch of steam and we won.  I got a massive cut on my back, and right arm.  Other than that, just minor wounds.  I thought I killed a guy but I’m sure he was just knocked out. And because of that I left NY the next morning, I didn’t really want to go to jail in New York, I have been there and not to many people would be able to handle it.  I can, but that doesn’t mean I would like to go back.

 

I got back into town and drove up to the DX to fill the bike.

“Hey Steve, hows it hangin”

“Pretty good. How was New York? I see you were in a fight, you have a black eye and a cut on your cheek” he laughed.

I filled up the tank. “Yeah it was a good rumble. Chains and knives everywhere” I did a cold laugh. And hoped on the bike and started it up.

“Aren’t you going to pay Dallas” he asked.

I just smirked and revved the engine.

“Fuck Dal, I will get in shit.”

“Your fine,” I laughed and drove off to my apartment. I parked the bike and went inside.  I grabbed beer and cracked it open. Took a few sips, grabbed two more beer and put them in my pocket and walked out the door. Not knowing where I would end up by the end of the night, and not giving a fuck either.