Everything had fallen apart after Johnny and Dallas died, no one smiled as much anymore and you and Darry barely said anything to eachother.

One day you had fallen asleep next to Darry, it wasn’t until he woke up sweating and panting when you started to really worry.

”Darry?” You sat up sleepily rubbing his back. “It’s nothing, I’m fine.” He brushed you off, wiping the tears from his cheeks.

”Darry let me help you, you don’t have to go through this alone.” You sighed.