My eyes open and I look out the window, "where am I?" 

An unfamiliar person looks over at me flashing blinding lights in my eyes, "Chloe? Chloe, can you state your legal name?"

"Chloe Rose Tor," I repeat back saying my name for the first time since I've been here.

"Thank you," the person smiles kindly at me. "Do you remember what happened?"

"Dallas! Dallas! Dallas watch out!" I scream loudly as his car slides into the lane next to us. "Dallas!" He turns to me and smiles reminding me how much alcohol is running through not only his, but my system too. I suddenly feel like I'm about to puke. "Dallas! Let me out of this car!"

He's not paying attention to his driving, "I got you babe."

I bend down and puke all over the place. I grab my stomach and groan in pain as I continue to puke. Dally's attention is on me as I throw up. He's screaming something, but I can't hear what he's saying. He pulls over, but hits the side of the road which is on a hill. The car tips over and all I can do is puke. The car flips over and we hear a crash. Dally mutters something and hands me a bag, "try to get it in." I turn away throwing up in the bag as Dally screams. The car is going around and around and around and around. I'm flying all over the place in the car as I throw up listening to Dally scream unrecognizable words.

I shake my head, "no."

The guy speaks softly, "you were in an accident with some guy."

"I have a headache," I inform him.

He writes that down, "how do you feel?"

"I feel like I'm about to puke and I have a headache the size of Texas," I snap. "Where are we going?"

"I'm bringing you to the hospital. My friend has your friend in her car. Are you okay?" He asks.

I shake my head, "I don't feel good."

He nods, "well we're almost there."
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I wake up with a feeling that I'm gonna throw up. I quickly grab a bucket and throw up. I feel a hand on my back then Soda's soothing voice, "hey my love, you're lucky you didn't die."

"Oh my god Sodapop!" I squeal as I continue to puke. "You have to get out."

"Why?" He asks.

"Look at me," I sigh as I put down the bucket.

He sits down next to me and grabs my hand, "you look gorgeous."

I shake my head, "what are you talking about?"

"I would kiss you, but...yeah," he chuckles. "Anyway, I love you and I don't care what you look like."

I nod, "I love you too. Why am I so sick though?"

"You still have a lot of alcohol in your system," he informs me. "You and Dallas both, but Dally might not make it."

I look at him tears forming in my eyes, "what?"

He hugs me, "Dally drank at the prom too. He's unresponsive, he had a seizure, he keeps on throwing up...worse than you. He's really bad. I'm sorry my love."

"Dally!" I yell as I finish puking.

He turns to me, but he's not himself. He mutters something, but I don't know what it is.

"I love you," I yell at him as the car continues to roll down the hill.

He nods his head, but says nothing.

"Dally!" I yell as I try to put his seat belt on, but can't figure it out. "Dally!"

He nods with his mouth open. I grab his hand, "if I die, tell Sodapop, I love him." 

"Chloe," he mutters. "Chloe. Chloe. Chloe. Chloe. Chloe."

"Dallas!" I scream loudly.

"Chloe."

Boom! We hit the bottom of the hill. I look back to see a bright light. The cars on fire. "Dally, you have to get out of the car. I punch the window and climb out. I stumble to the other side painfully. I open his door falling back onto my butt. I drag him out of the car and lay down next to him. Passing out.

"Chloe?" Sodapop asks. "Are you okay?"

I shake my head, "no."

"What's wrong?" He asks me.

I look at him tears rolling down my cheeks, "I tried to save him."

He grabs my hand, "they're not sure it's the accident that might kill him. It's the alcohol."

I wipe away a few tears, "Sodapop, he can't die."

"Dally!" I slur as we drive.

He turns to me and smiles his reckless smile, "Chloe. I love saying your name."

I bit my lip as I look at him, "I want to be with you."

"What do you mean?" He asks. "Be with me...sexually?"

He pulls over and I smile, "this is it."

"Are you a virgin?" He asks.

I shake my head, "Sodapop."

He nods as he kisses me roughly, "I don't care."

"Sodapop, I did something stupid," I sigh.

He sighs, "did you guys kiss or something?"

"Or something," I sigh.

"Dally," I smile as I get redressed.

He looks at me his eyes glassy, "yea Chloe."

"Why didn't I choose you again?" I ask.

"Sodapop," he slurs. 

I nod my head, "oh yeah."

"What happened between you two?" I asks lazily.

I shrug, "ask him."

"Or we can run away," he smiles as he crashes his lips against mine and I can taste the alcohol coming off his breath, but I don't mind. I actually enjoy it as I remember the taste of every sip of alcohol all over again.

"What happened?" He asks.

I sigh ashamed, "you were keeping something from me."

"What happened between you and Dally?" He asks.

"We were drunk!" I already start defending myself. "It meant nothing."

He shakes his head, "you didn't..."

"I'm sorry," I yell as I start to cry. 

He puts his hand on his head, "oh my god! My best friend and my girlfriend."

"I'm sorry," I sob.

"I gotta go!" He yells as he storms out.
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I look down at Dally who's sleeping. It's been a few days since we came and all the alcohol is out of our system, but he still hasn't woke up. I play with his hair, "hey Dally."

"Dally stop!" I shriek as he chases me around the house, "Dallas, I'm gonna kill you! Dallas!"

"I'm gonna get you!" He yells chasing me around the house.

Darry walks into the room and laughs, "okay you two break it up."

"Darry," I whine. "Sodapop told me it was okay."

He rolls his eyes playfully, "continue then..."

Dally scoops me up and throws me onto the couch as he starts to tickle you, "I got you! I got you Chloe!"

"Dally! Please! Stop!" I beg.

Sodapop walks into the room, "I'll save you."

"Sodapop!" I squeal.

He pushes Dally away jokingly and scoops me up, "I have saved you my love!"

"My hero," I smile.

His lips are blue and he looks pale. "Dally, please wake up."

Beep....Beep....Beep....Beep....Beep

"Please Dally. I'm begging you. I need you," I sob. "I miss my best friend."

Beep....Beep....Beep...Beep...Beep....Beep

I grab his head and I look at his face. I see his eyelids move as if he's trying to open his eyes and he squeezes my hand, then lets go.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

I jump up and run out the room, "help! Help! Help! We need help in here! Somebody please! Help! Help! Please!"

A few nurses run into the small room. One of them turns to me, "you can't be in here!"

I place my ear on the side of the door to hear, "come on Mr.Winston please stay with us. You got family and that girl who needs you."

Beeeeeeep!

I slide down the wall and puts my head in my hands as I sob. "Hey Chloe," I hear a voice speak softly. 

Oh my god! Who's voice is that? What's happening? So confused!  Stay gold. Do it for Johnny!
-Beth