"I missed that..." Dally pants as I rest my head on his chest and his arms wrap around my waist.
"Me too." I chuckle in response listening intently to his rapid heart beat but my thoughts soon turn negative and frown replaces my joyous smile.
"But the way I hear it you've been with...others." my voice soft but carrying a venomous tone to it.
He took a deep breath and sighed, the kind one takes when they're about to do or talk about something they really don't want to. "Well what was I supposed to do? Be a celibate until I saw you again? I didn't even know if I ever would see you again." I sat up as fast as I could and began scrambling for my clothes.

"What the hell are you doing?" A tinge of anxiety in his voice. I looked back at him, propped up on his elbows his brows furrowed together watching me try to escape. "This was a huge mistake." I blurted out before I could stop myself. "This entire situation was a HUGE mistake that I never should have been stupid enough to do." My jeans weren't the easiest to get on and were sticking around my feet. It was times like these...not that I had really been in a time like this before...that I cursed not wearing skirts.

"So you use me for sex and then just run out on me?" he sneers shaking his head and reaching for a smoke from his crumpled jeans on the floor.

I turn back around and stare at him in shock.

Did he seriously just say that?

"Dallas! I DID NOT DO THAT! Yes I slept with you because I was caught up in a moment not because I'm some harlot who sleeps around. Besides that I hear that's all you do to poor girls anyway so shut your trap!" I storm out of the room now fully dressed.

I started walking in the direction my feet took me and soon found myself crashing into Ponyboy who was walking home from school with Johnny. "Woah Emma where are you going in such a huff?" Johnny chuckles grabbing me on either arm.

"Ah...I...um" Think of something to say god damn it.

"I'm going to do a few laps of the schools track...haven't been able to run as fast since the incident." Yeah that'll work plus maybe pumping it out on the track will help get rid of some of this anger.

"Oh! Well we just came from there it was pretty empty I think it should be deserted by now." Ponyboy turned towards the direction of the track as if it was in clear view.

"Okay well I'll see you boys later then." I give a slight nod of my head before going around them and heading towards the school track. The thought of Dallas and the sex we had just had racing around my mind pushing it's way to the forefront so it's all I could think about. 

I couldn't get his look of disappointment out of my mind as I got dressed. It tugged at my heart like someone was pressing a brick against it weighing it down.  It hurt to see his face like that and somehow gave me some sort of hope like it was possibly we could get together again but who am I kidding? He's Dallas Winston and I'm just Alexa.

 I couldn't get the series of events out of my head no matter how fast I ran around this track no matter how many laps I did. Feeling his hot breath against my skin his lips against mine and trailing up and down my body. The feeling of his hands on my body holding me close. I forgot how addictive Dallas Winston is. 

My wound released a crippling pain made me fall to my knees which was probably for the best anyway everything was hurting. My lungs felt like they were being branded and my legs were killing me. I lay down on the cold dirt of the track enjoying the difference just like I had this morning. 

"Why is it every time I see you now your on the ground?" I looked to my right to see Steve smirking down at me leaning against the metal railing that ran around the track. 

"Well..." I pant sitting myself up. "I figure if I'm down here then I don't have to talk to annoying greasers with black hair who fix up cars for a living. BUT it appears I was wrong." 

Steve lets out a hearty chuckle and jumps over the railing extending a hand. Just like this morning I grab it and our eyes meet for a split second. This mornings events rushing back to me and guilt seemingly over loading my body. 

I dart my eyes away unable to look him in the eyes "Steve I'm sorry about this morning but I need you to not go asking Dallas anything or saying anything to anyone." 

"Oh shoot Em I ain't no high school soc I ain't out to ruin anyone's reputation or spread gossip." His hand lingers on mine and it's like a hug from mum...if I had ever one. 

I pull it away and stuff it in my back pocket. 

"You know you have to start trusting people Emma or you're going to lead a lonely life." With that Steve turned on his heel and walked away leaving me speechless and scared. 

Scared that he was right and that if I didn't start trusting people like he said that I might end up truely alone but the scariest of it all...when did I start caring about being alone?