Dally's P.O.V.

"What are you doing Dallas?" Charlie asks as I viciously throw stuff into a suitcase.

I look at her tears shining in my eyes, "going to kill my dad for everything he's done to my family! He destroyed us! I hate him!"

"Don't be stupid!" She yells.

I turn around as fast as I can looking her in the eye as a single tears slides down my cheek, "stupid? Stupid! No! You know what's stupid? Stupid is when you beat and rape your own kids! Stupid is when you kill your own wife! Stupid is when you chase your kids away! I'm gonna get that man for everything he did to Del and Daisy because, now they're both fighting for their life. Most of their lives sucked and it's all his fault!"

She cries quietly, "Dallas please. It's not his fault that they're fighting right now. He hasn't seen them in years. It's not his fault."

"I don't care what you think about what I'm doing!" I yell loudly at her. "All I care about is my sisters and look at where life put them! Life can't take them away from me, it's not fair!"

She goes to pull me in for a hug, but I flail away, "Dallas?"

"Don't touch me!" I yell at her. 

She walks out of the room with tears rolling down her cheeks, but before she walks out closing the door she turns around to look at me, "just think about what you're doing. How will it affect you? Will it even help Del and Daisy? We all love them and we're all dealing with this so just think, think about what you're doing and why you're doing it."

As the door closes I drop to my knees sobbing. I can't loose them. I can't loose them too. 

Daisy's P.O.V.

I stare at my reflection in the mirror. Who is this? This isn't me. A single tear rolls down my cheek and I turn around to look at Sodapop, I haven't talked since I've got put in the hospital, but he's always here. He tells me what's going on in the gang and begs me to talk, but I'm afraid. I don't want to hear my voice. What if it sounds weak, wobbly, and unstable? What if it's just like my appearance? "Daisy," Soda's voice comes out soft and I turn to him smiling slightly. "Please, just talk to me. Make a noise, a sound, anything. Just let me know you have your voice. Please. I'm begging you. I miss my best friend. I miss her laugh."

I take a deep breathe looking back at Soda, "hi."

He gasps looking up at me, "you talked?" 

I chuckle a little, "well there isn't anybody else in the room Sodapop."

"Oh my god!" He yells as he runs over to me picking me up and spinning me around. He puts me on the ground looking into my eyes then my lips, "I really want to kiss you right now."

I bite my lip, "I thought we broke up." 

He bends down pecking my lips, "I thought you stopped loving me."

"How could I?" I ask blushing.  "When do I get out of the hospital again?"

"Two weeks," he smiles pecking my lips.

Dally's P.O.V.

I stare at my mother's grave with hot tears rolling down my red cheeks, "hi mom. I have a daughter now her name is Claire and she's a baby. Delilah, she's in love with somebody who's also in love with her. His name is Steve. Don't worry, Daisy and I both approve of him. They both refuse to be in love with each other though. I understand why though, they've burnt each other in the past and Delilah could die any minute. She could see you all the time in just a few days. She could be placed next to you in New York. I-I guess what I'm trying to say is she's dying because, she....she has cancer." I stop there placing a hand on the top of my mother's tombstone as I cry my tears spilling on the ground. I take a deep breathe before I start talking again, "Daisy. Daisy's in the mental hospital. I don't know what happened. Well I do, but not really. She got dragged out of the house and thrown into a foster home where she met a ton of people. One of which was Lacey who hooked up with her boyfriend Sodapop. Then they broke up. She stopped seeing the gang. Lacey is pregnant with her current boyfriend, Two-bit's baby. Soda makes up with her, she starts seeing the gang again and next thing I know she's trying to kill herself." I stop there pulling out a picture of the girls, smiling and laughing before everything happened with my tears now stained onto it. I take a deep unsteady breathe, "mom, I miss you. I need you. Please. I don't know what to do with the girls and I'm praying they survive this because, I'm not sure if they will. I love you mommy." I stand up as tears flow down my cheeks. I take a look at my mother's grave kissing my hand then touching the top of her tomb and walking away.

After wondering around New York I find myself in front of my old house as I cry.

"DELILAH!" My father's voice booms. I look over to my three old sister as she hugs Daisy crying. Daisy is lucky, she's dad's favorite. She gets beat the least, but she's still terrified of him as we all are. I don't blame her, being his favorite doesn't mean you don't get beat, just not as much.

I watch as Daisy sobs holding Delilah's arm, "don't go Delilah, please don't leave me like mommy, she's not back yet. Please, I need you and Dallas. Please." Poor Daisy, she watched our father beat mommy half to death, our mother ended up in the hospital, she was screaming and crying then our dad beat her as she screamed. I hid in my room that whole night being haunted my baby sisters screams. 

Delilah turns to Daisy and holds her hands, "look up at me. C'mon Daisy, it's okay look at me." Daisy turns her head to look Delilah in the eyes as they both cry. "I'm gonna go out and face our father, but you....you go hide with Dally and don't make a noise or else he'll hurt you too. You need to stay strong for Delilah. Promise?"

"I can't," Daisy sobs as she shakes her head. "I can't do that. Please."

Delilah wipes her tears away, "you have to for me and for mommy and Dally. You have." Daisy just shakes her head as she cries. I grab Daisy's hand as Delilah whisper-yells to me, "go! Run! Protect her!" 

"Let's go!" I yell as I run with Daisy. "We have to get out of here. C'mon Daisy! We have to go! NOW!"

I run into my room with a crying Daisy locking the door behind us to be greeted by a screaming Delilah. Daisy turns to me sobbing, "Dally! Dally, I'm scared!"

I pull Daisy into my chest, "I know princess, I know, but you'll be okay. Trust me."

"Will Delilah?" She asks crying into my chest.

I just shush her not telling her anything, not knowing either as she cries.

I stare at the door until a drunken man I recognize as my father stumble out of the house slurring his words as he yells, "what are you no good hood doing on my porch?"

Anger boils inside of me, "don't you recognize me because, I can't forget you?"

"Dallas?" He asks taking a deep breathe. Tears rolls down my cheeks as he releases who I am. He walks up to me smacking my head. "No good little piece of shit! I always knew you were gonna be nothing!" 

I take a step back and look him dead in the eyes as I cry, "you-you-you! You get the live! You no good little unsuccessful man who beat his children and his wife! You drunk-ass man who can make nothing out of himself while my sisters are in the hospitals fighting for their lives and my mother is dead! I could kill you....I could kill you for what you did to me and for what you did to my sisters! I could kill you with my bare hands right not and feel nothing!"

He chuckles, "you're gonna end up just like me Dallas. My dad beat me and you're gonna beat your kids when you're older. You're just as bad as I am Dallas."

"NO!" I yell as I sob loudly. "I'm not gonna end up like you! I'm not like you! I'm NOTHING like you and don't you dare offend me like that! I have a child of my own named Claire and I don't beat her! I have a girlfriend and I would never think of laying a finger on her! I am nothing like you! I will never be anything like you!"

"You're a teen dad," he scoffs. "I always knew you'd end up like this. What are you known as in your town? A womanizer?"

"DIE!" I yell as I lunge at him. I smack her across the face drawing blood from my ring. I punch him in the face making his eyes turn black and blue with every punch I cry even harder. "I'm NOTHING like you!" I kick him in his beer gut and then the next thing I know he's on top of me beating me as if I was that helpless little kid he remembers.

"Are you a man know?" He asks causing me to sob loudly reminding me of all those nights he would rape me. He slaps me across the face before grabbing a beer bottle and smashing it across my cheek glass shatters everywhere cutting my face. 

"You're sick!" I yell as I pull out my switch blade stabbing him right there in his gut.

Her rolls overs holding his stab wound as he coughs. He looks up at me, "what have you done?"

My hands drip with his blood as I drop to the ground sobbing. I stare at my hands unable to contain my tears. What have I become? I look over to see my dad's eye closed. "Dad?" I whisper. I crawl over to him checking for pulse....Nothing. I curl up into a little ball sobbing until I have enough strength to walk away from the scene.

Daisy's P.O.V.

"We need to talk," Soda speaks as I wake up.

I smirk, "what's up?"

He takes a deep breathe before spitting out way to fast to understand, "I really like you maybe even love you, but I mean we're obviously in a broken relationship. So where do we stand?"

"What?" I chuckle as I look into the mirror at my fragile reflection. 

"Where do we stand?" He asks slowly looking at me with hope sparkling in his eyes.

I chuckle slightly, "I have like three more days in here, we'll figure it out when I'm out of here. Okay? I have to take it easy."

He sighs as he sits next to me, "at least let me take you on a date."

"Whatever you want Sodapop Curtis," I chuckle as I lay down. "Let's cuddle."

He wraps his strong arms around my weak frail body letting me melt into his grasp. I take in his scent as I relax knowing this is exactly where I need to be. I look up at his face smiling to see him smiling down at me. He lips move down, down, down, closer, closer, closer until they're on mine. It's the Fourth of July in our mouths when it comes to fireworks. He pulls away looking down to me as I blush. I bury my face in his chest, "can we just?"

"Anything," he smiles and that's where our conversations ends. We just lay there perfectly flawed and for the first time in forever it feels like fate is in my favor.

Delilah's P.O.V.

"Del please," Steve pleads.

I turn to him tears in my eyes as I look at the man I love, "what? What do you want? I'm not gonna date you! Not when I'm dying! Tthat's cruel!"

"Not date," he smirks. "Marry. I want you to marry me."

"Steve you're talking like a crazy person," I shout at him.

He shushes me, "don't yell."

"Then don't ask me to marry you!" I screech. "I'm not gonna ruin your life! GO! GO STEVE! Go fall in love with somebody-anybody else get married to them and have their kids!"

"Why?" He asks.

"Because, I'm gonna die! Face it Steve, I'm never gonna get my happy ending and I'm not your happy ending!" I yell as tears spill out of my eyes. "You can grow up and get married though! You can have a life Stevie! So why are you still choosing me? In seven years you're gonna be married with kids and you're not even gonna remember me. I'm not gonna even cross your mind once a day! In seven years you're gonna look back and be like I was so stupid willing to marry Del. So go live your life instead of letting what's left of mine destroy yours because, you're gonna end up resenting me."

He grabs my shoulders as he cries, "I am never gonna forget about you Delilah! Even if you do die, even if I do get married to another person and have their kids, I'm never gonna forget about you. You're my best friend and my first love. You're also my first time. I love you Delilah and I don't care. I'm not gonna give up on us until the day you die if you die so you might at well say yes."

I roll my eyes plopping into my bed, "whatever Stevie! I don't give a damn anymore! Ruin your life over me! Whatever! See how much I care!"

"Why are you so mad that I love and wanna be with you?" He asks.

I turn to him still sobbing, "because, I don't want to see you ruin your life. I'm mad at you because, you're throwing away everything for a cancer patient who's not gonna survive. That's why I'm mad! I'm mad  because, I care about you and I don't want to see you ruin everything for yourself."

He grabs my hands, "I'm not gonna ruin my life, just please say yes."

"I'm not gonna say yes," I yell at him. 

"Whatever! You're impossible!" He yells before storming out of the house. As the door slams I bring my knees up to my chest sobbing into them. Why can't he see I'm doing this for him?

Wow! This chapter was supposed to revolve around Dallas, but it kind of had everything and everybody in it. It was a whirlpool of drama and I loved it! I think I'll do more chapters like this. What do you think? What do you think about Del's and Daisy's relationship issues? I feel so bad for Stevie. I'd love if you commented your thoughts below. Stay gold. Do it for Johnny!
-Beth