The Outsiders Imagines

Dallas Imagine

I was on my way to Bucks. My boyfiend Dallas had invited me there for some drinks at the bar. I pulled my blonde hair up into a messy bun becauss thats how i like it. It ends up super curly so i love that. My hair looks great curly. I had on a tight purple and pink striped dress. When i got to Bucks, i let my bun down. It had very curly curls in it. Tonight should be perfect.

I walked into the bar and sat down. I ordered a beer as i waited for my boyfriend of six months. Some guy then pulled me around and kissed me hard. Thinking it was Dallas, i kissed back. Then i heard a loud shout. I pulled back and looked into the cold blue eyes of my boyfriend. "What the hell Skylar? ", he yelled after punching the drunk guy in the nose.

"Dal i thought it was you. I would have never done it if i knew", i pleaded. "Save it. Your just like that stupid chic Sylvia. I should have never gone out with you", he said and turned away. "Dally i...". "F*ck off. Dont ever talk to me again". With that, he left. I stood there crying. This was all my fault.

I ran to the lot so no one would see what i was about to do. I ruined this relationship. There was no way i could get it back. Dallas was the love of my life. I couldnt live without him. I took out my prized switchblade that i made Dally steal for me. I placed it near my wrist and cut a deep cut. I was about to cut the other one when a deep voice rang out.

"Stop Sky stop!". I still held the blade there, turning slightly to see who it was. I wasnt sure. Everything was going blurry. By the time i was losing conciousness, i saw my ex boyfriend pick me up.

I woke up at the Curtis'. Well my house. Im Skylar Curtis. I was going to be in deep trouble. I got up and tried sneaking towards the door when i heard my older brothers voice. "Skylark Cecilia Curtis, get your ass over here!". I reluctantly turned around to see my two older brothers, my one younger brother, and my ex boyfriend. "Hey. Im not sure what happened. So i cant be in trouble". "Why dont you look down at your arm", Darry instructed. I looked down at my one arm and there was a deep cut in it.

"How did that get there?", i asked. I was playing dumb. Im not very good at it. "Stop playing stupid. You know what you did. We arent happy about it", Soda scoffed. "Well why is he here?", i asked angrily, pointing at Dallas. "He brought you here last night when you passed out", Pony piped up. "He broke me. Thats why i did it ok. Now leave me alone", i sat down on the couch, my back facing them. "What did you do Dal?", Soda asked. "She kissed someone else that wasnt me. We broke up", he said nonchalantly. I whipped around.

"Thats not it at all! I was waiting for him at the bar. Someone spun me around and kissed me. I thought it was Dallas. Then he sees and he breaks my heart and tells me to f*ck off", i ranted. All the boys looked at Dallas. "Are you happy that she tried suicide Dally?", Darry asked. "How would it make you feel if she were actually dead right now?", Soda asked.

"Look im sorry. I didnt mean anything i said. I was upset because i thought you were cheating on me. Im sorry. Please take me back", he begged. I thoughy about it. He was the reason i would harm myself. I agreed.

Nothing bad ever happened again. Dallas and i lived together for the rest of our lives.