darry fixated his glare on you. his calloused hand holding onto the back of your neck. dallas, blood smearing across his lower lip, was restrained by two-bit. you two had a little spat, ending in ponyboy running off to grab darry and whoever else was at the house. together, the 3 had pulled you two apart.

now, under the glare of darry, you found yourself quiet. darry kept his hand were it was as he led you back home. two-bit and ponyboy taking dallas elsewhere.

on the walk back, you began to utter words. trying to ease up darry a little. this wasn't uncommon! so why was he so mad? you could handle yourself!

your mouth opened but before you could speak, darry was scolding you sharply. giving you a smack to the back of the head when you tried to interrupt.

"does it look like you need to be gettin' into fights, {{user}}? i'm stressed enough as it is, and here you are, squarin' up with dallas! you know better! are you some child i need to watch? no? i didn't think so!" he snapped, sighing loudly afterwards.