<Dally's POV>

I hear voices from outside and place my seventh beer down on the table with a loud clang. My head doesn't appreciate the sound, but my feelings don't appreciate the person that just walked in.

"Ah, look who it is, Ms. Emotional," I taunt. Christina glares at me, but I ignore her facial expression.

"Dally, Skyler has come to talk to you, now please be nice," she says and walks away into her room.

"I'm never nice," I mumble, audible for only my ears. Skyler awkwardly stands next to me so I pat the spot on the couch next to me and she sits.

"Look Dallas, I'm sorry about me not being able to commit," she says. I grunt.

"I didn't need a commitment, I needed a straight answer that you stuck to," I explain and Skyler looks down.

"I'm sorry."

"You hurt me Skyler, and that's not easy to do," I say, picking up my beer and chugging the rest of it. Skyler starts to breathe heavily.

"That's why I said I couldn't get involved with you," she says as she shakily walks out of my door. I watch as she leaves. I don't want her to come back. She made me feel weak, I don't like being weak.

Chris walks past me and out the door to chase after Skyler, but not before screaming, "Fuck you Dally!"
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After three more beers Skyler still hasn't left my mind. I need to be with her. Despite what everyone says I guess I can love.

Because I have fallen in love with Skyler Elizabeth Hills.

<Skyler's POV>

After he says I hurt him I know what's coming next. I need to get out of that house before it happens. Knowing that I am about to have an emotional episode I quickly make a swift exit out of the house and start running towards the abandoned house I'm staying at. Forcefully, I slam open the door and run to the bedroom. Finding the switch blade in my back pocket, I think about what Dally said. I had hurt him.

Standing up I start to pace the room and think of everything I've ever done wrong. Just do it Skyler! A voice tells me. I take the blade and press it to my thigh. I put pressure on the blade and move it right, resulting in a dark crimson liquid oozing out of the cut and down my leg. Some of the stress is lifted off my shoulders. I cut one after another until my vision goes blurry. Refusing to stop I prepare to make another cut. Right as I start to press down, someone opens my door. Startled, I accidentally cut excruciatingly deep and scream in pain.

"Skyler!" The voice shouts. I recognize it as Chris' voice.

"I'm sorry," I cry back. She comes over to me throws the blade out of my hand. My vision gets blurry.

"Skyler hey!" Chris yells as I fall to the ground and am succumbed by the darkness.

<Dally's POV>

As I get up from the couch and start to walk to go apologize to Skyler I run into a panicked Soda. "What's up?" I ask.

"It's Skyler, Chris called our house and told me to go get you, she needs you at the hospital," Soda says. I don't hear if he says anything else because I'm already sprinting towards the hospital. My drunk state makes it hard for me to run, but for Skyler I manage. Upon my arrival at the hospital I run to the desk and asks for Skyler Hills' room. The girl directs me around the third floor to her room. A nurse comes up to me before I can go in.

"You must be Dallas, a young girl said you were coming, are you aware of what happened?" The nurse asks. I nod my head even though no one told me, but I know what happened to Skyler. She had mentioned that she had cut before and she did it because she hurt the people around her.
I had told her I hurt her. Therefore this is my fault. The nurse allows me in the room and cautiously I walk in, seeing Christina in a chair by the end of the bed half asleep while Skyler lays unconscious.

"Hey Chrissy," I whisper. "Let yourself fall asleep, I'm here now." She nods her head and before I know it she's dreaming. I pull up another chair and sit next to Skyler's head. "Hey Skyler Elizabeth, I'm mad at you, you made me think you weren't going to do this again." I grab her hand until the rest of the gang walks in. Before they can see my affection for Skyler I release her hand. "Hey guys."

"Hey Dally," Johnny says. I smirk through my depression.

"Hey Johnny," I say back.

"How is she?" Darry practically yells.

"Darrel could you lower your voice you don't want her or my sister waking up," I tell him sternly. Ponyboy points at Skyler.

"Too late." I look at her and see her fumbling with her fingers nervously. She doesn't even look at any of us. I notice Chris is also awake now too.

"Alright guys move out, you to Chrissy, I'll be out soon," I tell them. With a nod of their heads they walk out of the hospital room along with Chris in Soda's embrace. Once they are out of earshot I turn to Skyler. "Well?" I ask.

"Sorry?" She says almost as a question, with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Sorry ain't gunna cut it this time, what the hell were you thinking?" I ask, raising my voice. She looks away from her frantic fingers.

"I was thinking that I wanted to see my parents and I also didn't want to hurt you," Skyler explains with a hard tone. I let out an exaggerated sigh.

"Could you cut the I don't wanna hurt you crap? You're hurting me when you do this so stop!" I yell. She shoots a sentence back quickly.

"Okay Dallas, I'm sorry, why is it any of your concern anyway? You don't even know me," Skyler asks with a harsh tone.

"I know enough Skyler Elizabeth, enough to know that I love you."

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