<Soda's POV>

After we finished the card game it was supposed to be time for bed... until Two-Bit decided to break out the booze. He left in the middle of the game and when he came back, he was not empty handed.

"Kieth, come on is this necessary?" Darry asks rhetorically. Chris pats his back.

"You know I love you Dar Bear, but I have to disagree with you, this is definitely necessary," she says while laughing her ass off. We start to cheer for Two-Bit, who bows and then hands out the bottles. Dally passes up the beer, but smiles at us. Once we start drinking we don't stop. The alcohol electrifies my veins and I start to loose control of my tongue. We decide to sit in a circle on the floor.

"Can we play Never Have I Ever?" Pony asks. (A/N if you don't know what this game is its when one person says never have I ever then something they've never done, and if someone in the group had done it then they drink) We all agree to his suggestion. Now that the drinking has become a game Dallas takes a bottle. Johnny starts.

"Never have I ever ran around Tulsa in my underwear." Two-Bit and Steve take a drink. We all look at them and laugh.

"It was one time," Two-Bit protests. Steve asks next.

"Never have I ever fallen in love with my friends sister," he says. Everyone looks at me and I drink. Now I really have no control over what I'm saying. Without a filter I'm afraid to speak.

"Never have I ever gotten my heart broken." Right after I say it I know I shouldn't have. Dally take his bottle and gulps the whole thing then stands up.

"And may I say it hurts like fucking hell," Dally says angrily then throws the bottle on the ground. It shatters and shards fly everywhere. Next thing I know the door has slammed and Dally is no longer in eyesight. Chris quickly stands up and runs out the door screaming Dally's name. I start to get up to follow her, but Pony pulls me down.

"Let them be alone," he says. Leave it to my younger brother to be wiser than I.

<Chris's POV>

"Dally wait!" I yell while rushing out the door. He doesn't stop walking until we are a reasonable distance away from the house. "Dally, are you okay?" I ask. He glares at me.

"Do I look okay Chris?" He snarls. I step back a bit.

"No, you look like a crazy person! Is this about Skyler?" I ask plainly. Dally just seems to get more angry.

"Of course it's about Skyler, what else would it be about?" He asks. I stay silent. I don't know what to do for my brother anymore. I've tried giving him space, tried to comfort him, and tried to make him forget about her, but no matter what I do it always ends up with him getting angry.

"Dallas please listen to me, it's going to be okay, Skyler may come back and she may not, we don't know, but I swear to you it is going to be okay," I claim. For a change, Dally actually listens to me and calms down a bit.

"Okay Christina," Dally says then walks back to the house with me. It's weird, for the first time in my life it didn't bother me when he calls me by my full name.

<Skyler's POV>

I lay on my bed after work. All I want to do is go back. Go back to Tulsa, to Dally, to Chris, and the rest of the gang. Yet, for some reason I can't. It's like I won't belong anymore. Besides, I already caused so much pain. Going back would just stir more emotions.

As my body lays calm on my bed, tears start to stream down my face. I start to make awful crying noises and the only person I want to comfort me about Dally is Dally. I screwed up and I need to fix what I've done. Maybe I could change my beliefs a little and have an abortion. Then without the baby I can be with Dally again. Wiping my tears from my face, I become confident again. I grab my wallet and rush out of my room to a local pharmacy. I head to the feminine section and find the box with Pregnancy Terminating Tablets on the label. While I check out the women at the counter gives me a look of disgust. I try to ignore her as much as possible and when she is done checking out my prescription I am relieved to leave. I make it back to my apartment in a matter of seconds.

My hands automatically slam my door shut and then get a glass of water from the bathroom. I bring the water and pills to my bedside and prepare myself mentally. I open the box and stare at the pill. My hand reflexively goes to my abdomen and I rub it a little. There is something growing there. Something with a perfect mix of mine and Dally's genes. Oh how much I would of liked if the baby looked like Dally. If only we could raise the child together.

We would walk around Tulsa with our toddler in our arms, running around the lot. They'd be the cutest greaser of all. Of course this could never be, because I am ending this pregnancy now. Yet, it's seems unfair to end a life that never had a chance to experience the wonders of the world.

As I bring the pill closer and closer to my lips the image of a miniature Dally becomes more and more clear. Right as the pill touches my tongue I spit it at the ground and rub my abdomen.

"I can't," I mumble sadly to myself. It's just to unfair.

A/N short chapter... I'm sorry guys but writers block is a bitch. Next chapter is going to hurt a lot though so just to let you know. Do you guys even read my authors notes cause I feel like I'm talking to myself. If you are than go ahead an comment a 💛 and if not then I guess you won't even see this. Love ya'll.

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