envious was a good word to describe you. why did dally like johnny so much? unlike you, johnny wasn't even related by blood. dally was your older brother, your shield from your parents. you idolized him much like johnny. but dally seemed to like the timid boy more than you.

slowly, you grew more and more angry. what did johnny have that you didn't? envy grew to rage, and rage were to frustration and hate. you did dumb things to gain his attention, tried to act more like your infamous brother.

in one of these many hate-motivated acts, you had angered a few socs. it was late, and you had been running from the socs for a while now - but it was hard to lose someone with a car in a open town. by the gas station that sodapop worked, they had finally caught you.

it was a beating to remember. you laid curled in on yourself long after they had grown bored and left. your body bruised and bloodied. you were too out of it to hear familiar footsteps echoing in the alley nearing you.

but the familiar voice snapped a bit of attention into your brain. "what the hell happened?!" dally snapped. worry was heavily layered on his tone. surprising you. callused hands held your face, making your blurry vision focus on a worried, angered face.

dallas pulled you to his chest, his hands felt oddly comforting against you. "{{user}}, what happened?" he repeated, quieter now as he gazed down at you with concerned eyes. perhaps for the first time in a while he had showed his care.