Darry sits at the 表, テーブル in a pile of bills and paperwork. あなた hate seeing your boyfriend so stressed out over stuff, especially this. あなた sit across from him at the 表, テーブル just staring. "Can we do something?" あなた finally ask. "(Y/N), honey, I'd really 愛 to but I have to finish this." "Fiiiiine." あなた sigh. He looks up at あなた and sighs, then looks back down at the papers. あなた walk into the living room and turn on the TV. After a while, your tired of hearing Darry so frustrated so あなた walk back into the kitchen, and look him straight in the eye. He looks up at you. "What?" He grumbles. あなた just sigh and sit down across from him. "Can't あなた just leave this till tomorow?" あなた say. "Stop it." He says, frustrated. He sounded so angry and it wasn't like him. "Ple-" your cut off によって him yelling. "NO! (Y/N) I need to do this! Just go home! Gosh!" "Kay.." あなた say, trying to sound monotone but failing. He was never mean, and he never yelled at you. あなた walk out of the house in anger and head towards your car. As your walking あなた hear Darry call from behind you. "(Y/N)! Please don't go babe." あなた turn around angrily and suddenly yours eyes soften as あなた see Darry's eyes are red. "Why are あなた crying?" あなた say looking at him. "Because I thought あなた were gonna leave" Just then あなた smash your lips against his and hold there for a while, just taking it in. "Look, I would never leave for good. I just thought あなた needed space" あなた say looking away, feeling hurt that he wouldn't just tell あなた what was bugging him, obviously other than bills. "No." He says. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I always need あなた around and I never want あなた to leave... I 愛 you" あなた just hug him and he rocks あなた back and forth.
His tongue ran down your stomach. It sent chills up your back. It felt amazing.
His tongue went back up to your lips as he started to unclasp your bra. He got it off, and threw it across the room.
But instead of it hitting the floor with a thud…
“Not on my couch.” Darry says, bra in hand
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“Yeah?” He says, looking over at you.
“I found this in the attic.” あなた say, tossing it over to him.
It was his baby blanket, a dark blue color.
He looks at it wide eyed, just taking in the memories.
“What about this?” He asks, still looking at the blanket.
“Well I thought our baby would like it.”
“Planning ahead huh?” He grins.
“Only 8 eight months ahead.” あなた smile.
He looks up at あなた in surprise.
“You’re pregnant?” He asks, standing up from the ソファー, ソファ to face you.
あなた just smile.
He scoops あなた up into a giant hug.
How were あなた going to tell him あなた got laid off?
Y’all needed money… あなた had just bought a house, and money was short.
So of course あなた had to lose your job.
あなた walking into your house, and flop onto the couch. あなた were pretty much done with all the stress.
Darry walked out of the bathroom, towel around his waist.
“What’s up babe?” He said, chuckling at the sight of あなた sprawled on the couch.
“I got laid off.” あなた mumble.
He’s silent for a second, taking this in. “I’ll pick up another shift.” He says.
“No, no.. あなた don’t have to…” あなた start.
“No.. I’d make もっと見る money than あなた would. It’s gonna be fine I promise.”
He picks up the naked two 年 old and plops him into the bath. “There. Your in. Stay in.”
あなた were holding baby Stephanie, who would not stop crying. Why did あなた and Dally even agree to watch Johnny’s kids? This wasn’t a great experience.
“Hey, (Y/N), look at this,” Dally grins.
あなた look in the bathroom to see Josh, sitting in the tub, his hair greased back, smiling like a maniac.
あなた can’t help but burst out laughing, only making the baby cry more.
“Stephie, shut the hell up!” Josh says from the tub.
“Josh!” あなた scold. あなた glare at Dally.
“It wasn’t me!” Dally says.
“Yeah right.” あなた say, rolling your eyes.
“In my opinion, we are the greatest babysitters ever.” Dally said, smiling.
“Hey,” Dally whispers in your ear.
“Hey,”you whisper back.
“You’re parents home?”
“Yeah, they’re asleep.”
“So nothing fun?”
“Dally, あなた pig.” あなた laugh.
“Nah, I 愛 just cuddling with you.” He says, snuggling closer to your body.
You’re silent for awhile, feeling the heat of his body.
“I 愛 you.” あなた whisper.
“Not as much as I 愛 you.” He squeezes you.
“Are あなた crying?” あなた ask as he walks in.
“No.” He mutters, wiping his eyes on his sleeve.
“Yes あなた are, あなた big softie,” Ponyboy grins.
“Is she all ok?” Soda asks, still sniffling.
“Yes, she’s in perfect condition.” The doctor grins. ” 6 pounds, 9 ounces. あなた want to hold her?” He asks Soda.
Soda just nods his head. The doctor hands him the baby.
(OK INSERT SODA BABY IMAGINE HERE TO GET SODA FEELINGS)
Soda just smiles.
“Hey, Grace.” He says softly. “Hey.”
“She looks like you.” Ponyboy says to あなた as he looks over Soda’s shoulder at his niece.
“Pretty, just like her mom.” Soda glances at you.
I had it all ready.
My parents wouldn’t care.
It would be a blessing for me to be gone.
I take a deep breath and take a final look in the mirror. My dark skin. Even darker eyes. The black hair I could never keep back. The scar on my cheek.
I run a hand through my hair, exhale, and open the mirror to see the different bottles of pills glaring at me; tempting me.
It would hurt the least. Less than the blade. But it might take longer. The rope would be quicker.
I reach for a bottle, twist the cap, and pour a few pills in my hand. I take another bottle and do the same.
I take a look at the drugs in my hand. I sigh, tilt my head back, and drop the pills in my mouth.
“JOHNNY!” I heard my drunk mother screech.
I spit the pills back into my hands.
I wouldn’t do this in front of my mother. Even though she was awful, she still is my mom. Im still her son.
My parents wouldn’t care.
It would be a blessing for me to be gone.
I take a deep breath and take a final look in the mirror. My dark skin. Even darker eyes. The black hair I could never keep back. The scar on my cheek.
I run a hand through my hair, exhale, and open the mirror to see the different bottles of pills glaring at me; tempting me.
It would hurt the least. Less than the blade. But it might take longer. The rope would be quicker.
I reach for a bottle, twist the cap, and pour a few pills in my hand. I take another bottle and do the same.
I take a look at the drugs in my hand. I sigh, tilt my head back, and drop the pills in my mouth.
“JOHNNY!” I heard my drunk mother screech.
I spit the pills back into my hands.
I wouldn’t do this in front of my mother. Even though she was awful, she still is my mom. Im still her son.
“Oh?” あなた ask.
“Yeah… Uh あなた know.” He shrugs.
“I don’t know,” あなた laugh.
“You’ll see,” he grins.
あなた walk into his room, and your jaw drops.
Your panties were all on his floor.
“Oh my god Dally!” あなた say.
“You obviously didn’t get the message.” He says laughing.
あなた look closer at the piles of your underwear. It spells out “PROM?”
“Oh my god,” あなた laugh.
“Is that a yes?” He grins.
“Yes!” あなた say still laughing.
“I just need あなた to help me out with something…”
“What?” あなた ask.
“I’m missing the dot under the 質問 mark…”