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Life Choices	By : JessieMundaiFan Category: M through R > The Outsiders Views: 1891 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: The Outsiders is owned by S.E. Hinton I own nothing.
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(Brief Recap)
"What are you doing here," Ponyboy demanded, "and what do you want."
"To be blunt," Dally shrugged, "I'm here to take you back to New York with me."
Ponyboy looked at him slack jawed.
"WHAT?"
(General)
"Wait what," Ponyboy looked at his ex-boyfriend slack jawed.
"Did I stutter," Dally raised an eyebrow at the young greaser.
"Hold on a minute Dally," Ponyboy raised in front of himself, "before we talk about this whole New York there's some others things we have to discuss."
"Like," Dally asked.
"How about that huge amount of cocaine you were using me to hide," Ponyboy demanded angrily.
"What exactly do you want to know," Dally asked popping a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it up. The hood didn't seem to bother or surprised that Ponyboy found out about his little scheme.
A look of hurt and betrayal came onto Ponyboy's face.
"Were you just using me to make money," Ponyboy asked quietly his head facing downward, "is that why you dated me?"
Ponyboy was given nothing but silence as an answer.
"Answer me," Ponyboy demanded tearfully angry.
Once again, he was greeted with nothing but silence.
"Or…do you not care enough about me to give me an explanation," Ponyboy sniffled softly.
The younger greaser looked up to see Dally looked down at him blankly.
"I needed money," Dally admitted taking a puff of his cigarette and avoiding the question given to him.
Ponyboy gave him a confused look.
"My old lady got really sick a couple months ago," Dally looked away briefly, "she kept passing out all the time until she finally went to the doctors."
"What did they say," Ponyboy asked curious to know what happened. Dally never brought up either of this parents before so this was a surprise for him.
"They said she had a real bad disease," Dally confessed stoically, "and that the chances of her surviving were slim to none."
Ponyboy's eyes widened in shock at those words.
Dally blew out some smoke from his mouth as he continued on.
"The operation was going to cost a fortune. We couldn't get half of the money for the operation. Dad left us a couple years ago," Dally chuckled bitterly, "leaving my mom to pay for everything. Some of her friends got some money together but we were still a couple thousand short."
"So you decided to get that money by selling drugs," Ponyboy stated with realization.
"Only way I could get the money in time," Dally shrugged.
"Why did you come to Tulsa," Ponyboy questioned, "do they not have drug dealers in New York or something?"
Dally snorted.
"Oh they do," Dally smirked, "believe me they do, but there not that discreet with their dealings and money making. That's why I came here to work with Wild Dog."
"Wild Dog's a drug dealer," Ponyboy asked in shock.
"Of course," Dally looked at the young greaser like he was stupid.
"Well, how was I supposed to know," Ponyboy demanded with blush, "I don't know what a drug dealer looks like."
"Cleary," Dally replied in amusement.
Ponyboy huffed and glared at his ex-boyfriend.
Chuckling mildly, Dally continued with his story.
"He practically runs the drug game in Tulsa," Dally informed the young greaser, "I knew him a couple years back when he used to live in New York. He told me to look him up if I ever wanted to make some fast money."
"I don't understand. Why did you have to sell drugs? Couldn't you have just gotten a job or two," Ponyboy suggested rationally, "I know it would have been hard work, but you wouldn't have been putting yourself at risk and making illegal deals."
"What kind of job do you know pays employees thousands of dollars there first couple of months working," Dally snapped, "I couldn't wait to get that money. I needed it as soon as possible and making an honest buck wasn't going to cut it."
Ponyboy shrank down at that revelation. As much as he hated to admit it, Dally did have a point. Darry struggling to pay the bills with two good paying jobs, at least in his position anyway, was proof enough.
"You never answered my question," Ponyboy pointed out.
"What question," Dally asked acting like he honestly didn't remember what was asked of him a couple minutes ago.
"Please don't play with me Dally," Ponyboy pleaded softly.
Dally sighed heavily flicking his cigarette away.
"Yeah, I did use you to make money," Dally confessed.
Ponyboy's closed his eyes tightly as he felt tears developing within them.
"But I didn't date you because of that," the hood informed Ponyboy.
Ponyboy looked up at him hesitantly.
"I never mix business with pleasure," Dally told him bluntly, "all I originally was going to do is sell you those little dolls…"
"Figurines," Ponyboy corrected.
"Whatever," Dally rolled his eyes, "I was going to sell you those things and just hide them that way. I never actually planned to date you."
"Then why did you," Ponyboy wondered.
With a gleam in his eyes, Dally grabbed Ponyboy and pulled him so their bodies were up against one another's. Dally had a tight grip on Ponyboy's waist as he held the young greaser close to him.
A blush made its way all over Ponyboy's face.
"Because you interested me," Dally breathed with their faces mere inches away from each other's.
A shiver went down Ponyboy's spine.
"You stood out among the worthless and crowd following greasers that I always find," Dally told the younger greaser, "Chick are far too clingy and emotional for me so you were the best choice for me. Although you do have your girly moments."
"What's that supposed to mean," Ponyboy asked feeling insulted.
"I have never dated anyone before in my life," Dally admitted ignoring Ponyboy's new question, "I never wanted to date either, but you interested me so much that I just decided to try this whole going out with one person thing."
"Did you like doing it," Ponyboy blinked up at the hood.
"Obliviously I did," Dally snorted, "otherwise I wouldn't be asking you to come back with me to New York."
A panicked look made it onto Ponyboy's face. Carefully, he backed up out of Dally's arms shuffling his feet slightly.
"Dally about that…"
"I know what you're going to say," Dally held up a hand.
"Are you crazy," Ponyboy cried out, "there's no way I would ever abandon my brothers and friends and go to New York."
"Right because this place has given you such great memories," Dally sneered, "you don't even like living here."
"Some memories I have of this place may not be the best but there not something I want to get away from," Ponyboy responded passionately, "I love Tulsa despite all its faults."
"It's not like you'll be leaving here permanently," Dally stated, "you can still come back here. You'll just be living in a new place."
"I don't want to go to…"
"Don't you dare say you don't want to go to New York," Dally glared at the younger greaser shutting him up, "after all those times you told me about how you want to explore the work and write about everything you see? You can't possibly lie to me about that."
Ponyboy had to admit that Dally did have a point about that. He has stated several times how he wishes he could see the world in all its wonders and write a book about all his travels. There is so much of the world Ponyboy wished he could see, so much he wants to explore.
"But I can't just up and leave my family right out of the blue," Ponyboy told the hood aloud, "and besides I want to see more than just New York."
"New York will be just one stop for us," Dally smirked, "after I paid for my mom's operation I still had a shit load of money left over. You and me could travel and see the sites."
"Oh Dally," Ponyboy sighed, "I just can't do that."
"Why not," Dally glared, "I leave my hometown all the time. It's not that big of a deal."
"You just don't understand," Ponyboy shook his, "I have to many people I love here. I love my brothers, I love my friends (even Steve,) and I-I…"
"You what," Dally demanded impatiently.
Ponyboy couldn't get the words out of his mouth. It was making him feel so flustered and embarrassed.
"I-I think I'm in l-love with Johnny," Ponyboy whispered lowly.
He has never said that to himself aloud before, but the more Ponyboy thinks about the more he believes it to be true.
Dally froze and looked down at Ponyboy blankly.
"So you got scoped up by Cade huh," Dally chuckled bitterly.
"Neither of us meant for it to happen but it did," Ponyboy replied softly looking at Dally like he could explode at any moment.
"I leave town to pay a hospital bill and this happens," Dally shook his head his eyes close tightly, "I knew I should have sent somebody to look after you."
"I'm sorry Dally," Ponyboy apologized grabbing his hand, "I never wanted any of this to happen, honestly."
Dally looked up at the sky for a few moments. Ponyboy didn't say anything during this time so as give Dally some time alone with his thoughts.
"That's it for us huh," Dally asked squeezing Ponyboy's hand slightly, "sure I can't change your mind?"
Ponyboy didn't even have to think about his answer.
"It's over Dally," Ponyboy told him strictly as to not have any confusion as to where the two of them stand.
"I don't regret dating you," Ponyboy smiled up at the hood, "we had some great times. I don't think I could have gotten over my parents death without you. You helped me so much Dally."
Dally snorted.
"I'm serious," Ponyboy replied sternly, "every moment I spent with you I was happy. I don't think I could dislike or even hate you. You'll always be my first love."
Dally stared at Ponyboy for a second before saying to simple words he didn't think Dally would say.
"You too," Dally said briefly.
Ponyboy was consumed with unholy amount of joy. Not because he was still in love with Dally, but because of what they had before. Ponyboy is now finally sure of how he and Dally stood when they were together. It makes him happy to know that his first love loved him back (that was as close to an 'I love you' as he was going to get out of Dally so he took it as such).
"I got to get out of here Little Pony," Dally sighed getting off of the tree he was leaning on, "I got places to go and people to see."
"Are you going back to New York," Ponyboy asked.
"Yep," Dally answered. He then put on a grin. "when your done your little world tour look me up alright?"
Ponyboy chuckled and nodded happily.
"See ya kid."
As Dally was walking away, a burst of impulse hit Ponyboy as he ran in front of him and hugged the hood tightly.
"Be happy Dally," Ponyboy pleaded, "please don't let me be the only person you date. I want you to find someone to love. You deserve it."
A brief look of shock passed over Dally's face before he looked down at Ponyboy with a smirk.
"Don't worry about me kid. Dally always finds a way to bounce back," Dally replied smugly, "and if that Johnny kid fucks up just call, I'll take care of him."
"You didn't give me your number," Ponyboy pointed out.
"That's because I don't have a phone," Dally answered smartly.
Ponyboy chuckled and released Dally from his grip. Ponyboy watched fondly as Dally walked away from him. Each step he took saddened him but at the same time made him happy.
It's never easy saying goodbye to someone you love. You think that overtime you would get better at it as time went on but you don't. Each time you let someone go it's always going to be different because of the situation and reasons for letting that person go. It's sort of like people and personalities you never know what you're going to get with each passing person and every single one is unique. The reasons for letting someone go may not something you're ready for but regardless of that you do it anyway. It's one of the harsh realities of life that everyone must deal with at one time or another.
Watching Dally walk away from him saddened Ponyboy because he realized that he may never seem him again. He loved Dally for such a long time and to think that those last couple of minutes was the last time he would ever see him again broke his heart. Ponyboy may not be in love with him anymore but he still loves him as a dear friend.
However, Ponyboy was happy with himself for how he was acting right now. Even though this moment was hard for him, he didn't feel like this moment would break him. Ponyboy felt that he was strong enough to get through this and be a better person because of it. It made him happy to know that he had grown strong enough to handle situations like this. It made Ponyboy feel like he was truly growing up.
"I wish you only the best Dally," Ponyboy whispered as one lone tear fell down his face.
…
"Where have you been Ponyboy," Johnny demanded as he caught Ponyboy in hall on his way to his next class.
Ponyboy smiled and gave his boyfriend a small smile.
"Just been tying up some loose ends," Ponyboy nodded.
"Is everything okay," Johnny asked worriedly.
Ponyboy chuckled and rubbed Johnny's arm comfortably.
"Everything couldn't be better right now," Ponyboy reassured him.
Johnny didn't look too convinced but didn't press the young greaser for answers.
"Can we meet at your house after school," Ponyboy suggested, "there's something I want to talk to you about."
"Um, okay," Johnny replied despite how clueless he felt right now.
"Good," Ponyboy smiled.
…
(After School)
"So what did you want to talk about," Johnny asked as he sat down next to Ponyboy on his bed.
Johnny's parents had both went out for some reason he didn't care much to pay attention to.
They had the whole house to themselves.
"Us," Ponyboy replied simply.
"Us," Johnny repeated with a squeak in his voice.
Ponyboy giggled and moved a little closer to him. Slowly, Ponyboy moved his face to his ear and whispered three words Johnny longed to hear.
"I love you."
Johnny's whole body froze and his eyes widened in shock. It seemed like time had stopped for him after those words were said.
Impulsively, Johnny tackled Ponyboy to the bed kissing him fiercely.
When they broke away Ponyboy looked up at his boyfriend with shocked amusement.
"I-I'm s-sorry," Johnny stammered, "I couldn't help myself."
"That's okay," Ponyboy said with a giggled.
"Not that I'm complaining for anything but, what, when, where," Johnny spoke clearly asking for an explanation.
"Life threw me a curveball today," Ponyboy explained, "and everything wasn't as black and white as I was used to. I had to think about all the people in my life and what they mean to me. I found out a couple things about myself. One of the important things I found was that I was in love with you."
"You're sure," Johnny asked nervously as if he couldn't believe this was true, "you aren't feeling pressured or anything right?"
"I'm sure," Ponyboy replied with emphasis, "I've never been so sure of one thing in my life."
Johnny reached down and stole another kiss from him.
"I love you too," Johnny smiled happily, "I've wanted to say that for god knows how long. You don't how happy I am right now."
"I think I may have an idea," Ponyboy chuckled before pulling Johnny's head down for another kiss.
Slowly, their lips met each other's in a gentle yet still strong kiss.
Feeling their body's rubbing against each other, Ponyboy let out a small moan which gave Johnny the opening he was waiting for. Taking advantage of this, Johnny slowly stuck his tongue in his mouth exploring his sweet cavern.
They held onto each other tightly as their tongues battle one another.
Suddenly, Ponyboy broke the kiss.
"What's wrong," Johnny asked panting slightly.
"I want to show you how much I love you," Ponyboy breathed, "please Johnny."
Johnny stared down at his boyfriend widen eyed. Without give this a second thought he starting kissing Ponyboy again.
"You're so beautiful," Johnny whispered before moving to Ponyboy's neck.
Ponyboy moaned as Johnny sucked on his neck sending shivers down his spine. He gripped Johnny's hair tightly as if to never get him to stop.
Feeling Johnny's mouth trying to move down his body further, Ponyboy reached down and pulled his shirt off.
Johnny's gentle kisses sent Ponyboy into a series of soft groan as he moved his way down the young greaser's body.
Moving down the other boy's nipples, Johnny tweaked them both. Ponyboy squealed in pleasant shock. Taking one into his mouth, he started to suck on it slowly.
Small breathes of pleasure came out of Ponyboy's mouth. As he went to grab onto Johnny's shoulders he let out an impatient groan. His shirt was in the way.
Not missing a beat, Johnny quickly removed his shirt and continued pleasuring Ponyboy. He kept moving back and forth between Ponyboy's nipples making sure both got equal treatment.
Once again, Johnny stopped and started to move down Ponyboy's body even further. He kissed his way down to Pony's stomach and even lower until he stopped at his pants.
"Are sure you want to do this Ponyboy," Johnny asked giving him one last chance to say no.
"I'm defiantly sure," Ponyboy nodded, "make love to me Johnny."
Johnny smiled and went into another room for a brief moment. He came back with a bottle of Vaseline and a condom.
"We have to prep you," Johnny told him as he unzipped Ponyboy's pants.
Ponyboy nodded letting a nervous breath as his pants where taken off him. Took make things a little more even between them Johnny did the same thing for himself.
Putting some Vaseline on his fingers, Johnny carefully moved his fingertips over Ponyboy's tight ring of muscle and shoved a lone finger inside of him. This caused Ponyboy's cry out slightly and arch his back.
The feeling was so foreign to the young greaser. It felt uncomfortable yet nice at the same time. Johnny watched Ponyboy's expression to see if it was alright to move on. Seeing Ponyboy's face become more relaxed, Johnny stuck another finger in Ponyboy's hole.
Johnny pumped his fingers in and out trying to carefully stretch him. Ponyboy clenched the bed sheets as he was he being slowly prepped. Ponyboy emitted a passionate moan as Johnny's finger ran over his prostate.
Without hesitation, Johnny pulled his fingers out of him, put the condom on, and shoved his cock into Ponyboy's tight ass. Ponyboy whimpered at the pain he felt.
"Are you okay," Johnny asked concerned.
Ponyboy nodded.
"Keep going," Ponyboy breathed.
Johnny nodded and started to slowly thrust inside of Ponyboy. With each and every thrust Ponyboy let out a small breath, it seemed like they were in tune with each other. Johnny kept the pace gentle and soft as to not hurt Ponyboy more than he assumed he did.
Moving himself down, Johnny kissed Ponyboy on the lips searching for his tongue. They moaned into each other mouths as they moved together.
"More, Johnny, more," Ponyboy moaned.
Not wanting to disappoint, Johnny started to go a little rougher into the young greaser causing his moaning to increase.
"Oh Johnny," Ponyboy groaned wrapping his legs around his waist and his arms around his neck. His nails were digging into Johnny's skin but neither cared.
"Ponyboy, I love you so much," Johnny moaned letting himself go. The pace of his thrusts increased causing the bed to start shaking.
"I'm almost there," Ponyboy told him breathing heavily.
"Me to," Johnny whispered.
With one last thrust, Johnny came with a loud moan of passion. Ponyboy followed after him with groan of his own.
Tiredly, Johnny fell on top of Ponyboy being careful not to crush him.
"That was amazing," Johnny kissed Ponyboy briefly on the lips.
"Yes it was," Ponyboy kissed him back.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
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