Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

♡︎different

"What's wrong with Y/N?" Steve asked the gang after walking inside the house.

"I don't know." Darry said, resting in his arm chair.

"You guys also noticed it?" Ponyboy said while he wandered into the living room, joining the conversation.

"Me too." Everybody else said. Two-Bit sat with a very serious look on the floor, taking a sip from his beer every once and a while.

"Happened after the rumble." Soda responded, staring at the floor.

"Something happened, we're not sure. She hasn't talked to us." Two-Bit said after taking another drink.

"She won't even talk to me," Dallas rubbed his chin, wondering what was happening to his girlfriend.

"Dal you gotta figure it out. Did you do something?" Johnny spoke up from the arm rest of the couch.

"Man, I don't know. I don't think so but I do a lot of things that I don't find I did anything when I actually did."

"Hey." She said, walking into the house with her head down, expression hard.

"Dal." Ponyboy mouthed, nodding to her direction as she made her way to the kitchen.

"Hey baby," Dally said as he jogged to her location. She barely looked at him and changed her glance to the glass she was holding.

"What's the matter?" He said, trying to touch her but she gasped and pulled away and dropped the glass everywhere and ran out of the house. He tried to run after her but Darry stopped him and sent Ponyboy out.

~~~

"Y/N!" Pony called, running after her. He quickly approached her, being on the track team and all, and stopped her.

"Get away!" She yelled and she tried to escape his grip.

"Not until you tell me what's happening!" He yelled and held on even harder.

"I don't want to talk about it, I'm fine!" She squirmed but he held on and she gave up.

"We're all worried about you." He said as she calmed down and she fell and took him with her.

"Pony, they did bad things to me." She said with tears building up in her eyes.

"Who did? The socs?"

"Yeah.. no... they were Greasers. they- they touched me and," She began to cry.

"Let's go back." He whispered and she got up and they walked back to the house. She walked inside and found her boyfriend, and fell into his arms. He looked at Pony with worry in his eyes and Pony looked down.

"The guys, they touched her. And attacked her." Pony said and Dally's worry turned into burning hatred. He hugged her tighter and caressed her hair, and everybody else looked at each other with fear.

They didn't know what they wanted to do but they wanted to do something. They couldn't comfort her, they knew that Dally could do that. They couldn't talk to her, they knew Pony could do that. They each wanted to learn their roles, but they weren't sure what they were. She cried in Dallas's arms as he thought out a plan to get revenge on the Socials. Or so who they thought were Socials.

All seven of them were sick and tired of the torture the Greasers get, and the torture their friend was receiving. Darry knew he was the strongest, he thought out a plan as well as Dallas, fantasizing about beating each of their faces in. Two-Bit, knew he couldn't fight as well as Darry could, he knew he'd have to be a distraction. Johnny didn't want to be apart of this plan, afraid to face the Soc who beat him. Steve and Soda were both equally angry, thinking to themselves about the torture they wanted to give. They were all thinking in sync it seemed like, but none of them knew of the other's plan.

Dally kissed her head lightly and wiped her tears off of her face. His plan was about to be set in motion.

"What was his name." He whispered and she sniffled.

"There w- was two. A guy and a girl. The girl kept me still as the g- guy-" She began before breaking out in a sob again, remembering the awful things he had done to her after the rumble.

"Who were they?" He said, trying his best to calm her down.

"Michael and Sylvia." She said and he clenched his fists. Sylvia?

Everybody gasped. They knew that name, Dallas's Greaser girl. She was the one responsible for the pain and suffering of the only girl in the gang. Arguably the most precious one, since they all wanted to protect her from the evil that comes in Tulsa.

"Your ex broad, Sylvia?" Steve spoke up.

"H- heavy makeup, fiery, acts like a Soc in a Greaser's body?" She stuttered.

"That's her." Dally said, barely above a whisper.

"I'll beat her skull in." Darry said as he quickly leaped from his seat towards the door. Everybody followed suit, except Johnny and Pony. They stayed back, comforting the damaged girl.

~~~

"I know where she'll be," Dally said, everybody else behind him.

They all went to the bonfire sight, famous for parties and underaged drinking. Greaser's favorite place, yet none of them talk about it. Afraid of the fuzz catching on and arresting them or tearing it away.

And there she was, drinking and making out with another Greaser, probably from Shepard's gang. It did hurt Dally to see her with another guy, but it wasn't enough for him to crawl back to her. His burning hatred and need for revenge overtook the stinging he felt in his heart. She stopped and stared at them and started laughing, manically.

"Well if it isn't the clown crew." She said and everybody laughed to themselves at her sad attempt at an insult.

"You have a hell of a lot of explaining to do." Dally said as she walked up to him, inches from his face.

"Well hello Dallas, looking as good as ever I see. I heard you got a new broad, isn't that cute?" She said as she ran her fingers through his hair on the back of his head.

"You got a lot of nerve touching him like that." Steve spoke from the back. She gave no mind to his words and continued to try to get Dallas under her spell.

"Your Christopher is gone, wow. Never thought that you'd give it to another broad." She snaked her arms around the back of his neck and tried kissing him but he pushed her and Soda and Steve ran and pinned her against the ground.

"Wow. Nice playing, Dally. I thought we had something." She hissed from the ground. He chuckled and leaned down to look at her.

"You ever touch my girl again, I'll do much more than this." He hummed into her ear.

"Michael, you're just gonna stand there and let these... bozos attack me?" She yelled to her boyfriend.

"Michael?" All of them said in unison. They let go of Sylvia and ran to the guy, as his face turned from amusement to terror. They all attacked him and beat him to no end, receiving no mercy from the angry crew.

After they were done, and Sylvia was done screaming, they all left after saying multiple threats.

~~~

"I guarantee none of them will lay a finger on you honey." Dally said as he picked her up and put her on his lap. She smiled for the first time in a month and hugged him. Knowing that he had protected her and saved her from more terror.