A/N
Sorry I haven't updated in sooo long I have just been super busy with exams and school. Also I apologise with any spelling mistakes as I typed majority of this on my phone.
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"Rose!" Johnny exclaimed smiling we ran to eachother meeting at the stairs. I almost knocked him backwards from the amount of force I ran into him with. I had tears streaming down my cheeks but I didn't care. I squeezed Johnny with all my might "I'm so sorry Johnny! I never meant to hurt you." I mumbled into his neck. "Don't worry about Rose I know why you did it. Dal told me everything." I nod and pull away. Taking in his apperance, he really hadn't changed at all he was still the same old baby faced Johnny but there was something different in his eyes...there was happiness there now instead of frightening miseryf.
I looked past Johnny and my eyes met Dally's chocolate coloured ones. I was slow at first, shuffling towards him but as he flashed his smirk I broke into a run enveloping him in a hug. I could feel him chuckle as his chest vibrated, and his arms wrapped around my body.
"We good?" I ask my voice muffled by his neck. "Yeah we're good Rose."
"Hey! Stop hogging the guy!" Steve calls out from behind me. I pull away and step aside so Dal could greet the rest of the guys.
"So what's happened since we've been gone?" Dal asks smirking, leaning against the house as he lit a smoke.
I wasn't sure what to tell Dally...I mean where do I start, Soda's drug problem?
"There's a rumble on tonight." I blurt out then furrowing my eyebrows together in confusion. Why did I say that?
A grin spread across Dally's face while a frown spread across Johnny's. "Alright! A rumble, just what I need man." Dally beams punching Two-Bit in the arm.
"Why? Fighting ain't gon' help nothing." Johnny counteracts looking down at his feet with his fists shoved in his pockets. "It will this time Johnnycake. We win, the Socs stay off our side for a month." Steve slaps Johnny on the shoulder lightly it takes Johnny by surprise almost making him fall over. "And if we don't?" "We will win Johnny." I look him deep in the eyes as if trying to get the message across better. Johnny just nodded and lit a weed he pulled out of his jacket pocket.
"When is it?" Dal asks rubbing his hands together greedily. "In about 10 minutes." I sigh playing with the ring that sat on my right ring finger. Dally saw it too and before he responded he simply stared at it for a few seconds with a smirk ser on his face.
"Well then let's go!" He cheers. Leading the way, I guess he just assumed it was the lot because he seemed to be heading in that general direction.
The guys were all cheering and shouting about being proud and loud being JD'S and hoods etc. But my confidence and lust for danger from before had vanished and now all I was was worried and frightened about what could potentially happen tonight.
What if someone got really hurt? Or worse...killed?
The old Rosalie never would have done this. She was a good girl who wouldn't hurt a soul...yet here I am allowing 6 guys to risk their lives because of my stupid jealousy driven mistake.
We arrived at the lot where the Sheppard gang was already there and had set up a bonfire. I was thankful as the night air was cold and while we waited it would provide some good warmth.
I stood beside the fire rubbing my freezing hands together. They were so cold I could barely get any movement in them. "Where's Sodapop?" I heard Dally ask in the distance looking around with a confused look on his face. He knew as well as everyone Sodapop woulf never miss a rumble. I could tell Darry wanted to tell him the truth but I didn't think that was a good thing to tell Dally...not tonight anyway. "He's sick." I yell out catching the attention of the two boys. Dally shrugs and struts off to talk to Tim Shepard.
"You're a good liar Rose...should I worry about that?" Darry chuckles coming over beside me. "I just didn't think it was a good idea to tell him tonight Darry that's all." "Why not?" I sigh and look back over towards my brother remembering times from when we were in hiding and his anger overtook his self control.
"If Dallas found out he would get real angry Darry. And at rumbles and especially one like tonight, that could make him do something real stupid. I am not willing to take that risk."
Darry looked at me and nodded "You're a good sister Rosalie." He mutters slinging an arm around my shoulder. "No Darry I'm not." Before he could argue Two-Bit announced thse Socs were arriving.
I quickly took off my jacket and three it behind the overgrown shrub next to me. The cold night air pierced my skin but I knew if I kept the jacket on I wouldn't be able to get the full range of motiom that I needed to win.
I followed the boys to where they stood in front of the fire in their nsot threatening and intimidating stance they could manage. I didn't really know how to stand so I straightened up and puffed out my chest glaring at the fancy dressed bastards that walked towards us.
Honestly, who wore madras and slacks to a rumble?
Majority of the boys eyes landed on me, confused expressions worn on their faces almost angry. They talked amongst themselves and although I couldn't hear what they were saying I could tell they weren't nice things.
My eyes glanced over to where Dally stood beside Johnny but slightly in front as if almost trying to protect him. He too had taken of his leather jacket and now his muscles were tensing under his black t-shirt.
Looking back toward the socs they were now all lined up, also in their most dominant stance. A lump arose in my throat and no matter how hard I tried wouldn't disappear. My stomach was churning from nerves, fright and stress.
I had never been in a rumble before, I mean for christs sake! This time last year I was a rich, teenage brat engaged to one of the wealthiest men in America. I never swore or even looked at poor people...I was a precious princesd awaiting the day she was forced into a loveless marriage with a rapist.
"What's with the girl Darry? That ain't fair...for you." The lead soc chuckles making his surrounding friends laugh as well. "She's the one that called the meeting dickhead. Besides..." Darry took a step forward so his face was only a mere few inches from the socs
"She's Dally's sister, same blood runs through their vains...so it's really unfair on you." A smirk crossed my face at the same time fear spread across the soc's.
"Let's do this." He mutters stepping closer to Darry swinging the first punch.
I felt a sudden blow connected with my head and knocked me to the ground. My head was pounding as it also hit the hard ground. I opened my eyes and realised I had become dizzy but I couldn't affored to be right now. I looked around to see a Soc smiling down at me in a sinnister way as if he wanted to kill me, not just rough me up a little.
In one swift motion I wacked his knees making him fall backwards before he could regather himself I climbed on top and scrunched his shirt in between my hands. A sudden rage had filled me I began laying punches on him over and over again.
I finally stopped when his face was dripping with his own blod, his right eye was swollen shut and he was no longer moving. I stopped and took a breath the anger slowly draining away.
Two arms hoisted me to my feet, I looked up to see a soc staring down at me anger blazing in his eyes. "Nobody hurts my friends and gets away with it, and especially not a Winston." He spat, some of his saliva landing below my eye almost making me want to vomit. He was clearly drunk by the his breath smelt.
I rolled my eyes at his statement trying to act cool and tough but really I was a little scared, they were 3 big guys and sure I was fast but I didn't have a lot of muscle or a lot of height.
His two friends held me back as he landed his first punch to my ribs. It hurt...a lot and got increasingly sore the more he punched them. My eyes landed on Steve who was only a few feet away he was being hounded on by some guy too but he was also getting some good punches in.
The soc in front of me hit me really hard in the stomach winding me and making me double over in pain except I was still being held up by the other two socs.
"I expected more from a Winston." He snickers coming face level to me. His eyes were a shade of blue which you would normally associate with being angelic except this dick was anything but.
The thing was what he had said caused some sort of rage fire in me and before I could even think about what I was doing I head butted him with all my force still feeling dizzy from before I now also had a headache. While he was distracted I stomped on the right guys foot and elbowed him in the torso area I some how broke my arm free and brought it round to the left socs face before kneeing him in the groin. He fell over and I knew he would be no issue for a bit as he would be way too distracted. The soc from the right was fine and coming back for me so I punched him in the face twice also kneeing him in the groin and then the face as he bent over. He was knocked out cold lying on the muddy ground. I hadn't realised it had started raining but as soon as I realised it the droplets felt like ice shards against my bare skin.
The front soc was clutching his head...he wasn't very tough, I only head butted him.
I grabbed his hair and pulled him up off his knees landing a few punches before he reatliated with a slap and two punches to the face. I kicked him in the shins making him groan before falling into the mud. I smirked a little as I watched some of the socs run away...maybe we were winning. I wasn't entirely sure as I wasn't focused on anyone else.
Suddenly I felt a hand grab my leg and pull me down making me land with a thud against the hard ground. My head once again hit the ground with immmlense force making my ear ring and my vision go slightly blurry for a few seconds.
I rolled over and saw the soc leaning over me an evil smirk spreading across his lips. His hand was held anove me which sone in the moonlight... a blade. "No! It was skin no weapons. They were the rules!" I groan my head throbbing making it hard to form or even speak a coherent sentence. "I don't play by your rules." He whispers which was scarier than any yelling. I hear cheering coming from around me...maybe we won? It sounded like Two-Bit's howlin'. 'Hopefully they might see him and get him off me if they ain't too busy celebrating' I thought to myself before he brought the blade down in one swift motion I tried to stop it but I was too slow. It went straight through my stomach as if right in the center above my belly button if I had to guess. I let out the loudedt scream I could manage. The cheering from around me quietened down immediately and I heard my name being called by a few of the guys Dally mostly, followed by a few cuss words aimed at the soc.
My abdomen was burning and stinging all at the same time I pit my hands over it and sure enough I felt the warm gooey liquid that I knew was my blood.
"Rose!" Dally exclaimed coming to my side and lifting me into his arms. He moved my hands away from my injury examining it before looking back up at my face with anger burning in his eyes. "You're going to be okay Rose. I promise." He muttered "Darry take her back to your place I'll meet you there later." His voice was tremblimg with anger. He stood up and passed me over to Darry as carefully as he could but I didn't want to let him go I knew what he was going to do. I tried to hold on to his neck and make him stay but he broke away. "Dally...stop." I faintly choke out barely audible, I was feeling weak and tired. "Rose don't go to sleep on me hun. Stay awake." I nodded against Darry's shoulder with tears pricking at my eyes.
"Darry look after him." I whisper, I don't really know why I said that. If it was up to me I wasn't dying tonight, I could get through this but I had that doubt in the back of my mind and I guess I just had to make sure someone was going to be there to look after Dally when I'm not.
My eyelids began to feel really heavy and although I said I wasn't going to fall asleep I couldn't help it. "Rose!" I heard somebody call out by the voice was a fading echo before I was consumed by the blackness.