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Hello people! I will say this now that I ain't putting MWC on a hold because of this fic, I just needed some time writing something else for a while but I already have all chapters done for this fic and is now working on a new chapter for MWC.
Talking about my oc in this fic I will tell ya'll that I just made her the way she is because I have a weird way of writing and my fantasy is the equally weird but I know ya'll love me anyway ;P
Being woken up in the very too early morning that's more like in the middle of the night then early morning ain't something I much appreciate, I really must hate it when people disturb my sleep even thought I sleep more then I'm awake. I know I'm a bit different then my siblings who's e pretty much always out late at some party and comes back drunk. Hell, even my thirteen years old sister and fifteen years old brother drink and party more then me and I'm already sixteen. Not that people dare say anything about it, I know most people things of me as a lazy bum but I'm also not one to underestimate as I hate cocky and sassy people and ain't the least afraid to show it. I'm nothing like Angela who starts fights end then go get Tim or Curly to beat the other person up, I on the other hand do the beating myself but usually I just use words instead of claws. Claws hurt and leaves nasty cuts which always itch and then you scratch them and always ends up with some ugly ass scar, not worth it. Going back on topic, I grumpily threw my blanket to the side and got up from the bed. The world for once actually spun around me and I had to grab the chair in front of my desk to steady myself, in waiting for the world to stop I searched the floor for a pair of pants as it felt weird walking down and open the door in just some black panties and one of Tim's red plaided button up shirt. To my annoyance the room was too dark to see anything and I refused to put on the lights and that would kill my eyes and I wouldn't have any chance to get back to sleep again after adjusting to the light, such an annoying problem. Ignoring the pants I just went down the stairs towards the door, the big shirt was long enough to cover my butt so whatever. The constant knocking still hadn't stopped and I was pretty sure I already knew who were on the other side, I sighed and unlocked the door opened it and leaned my body against the doorframe as I looked eyes with no other then Dallas Winston himself.
"You know what time it is?" I asked in a slight growl glaring at the stupid icy blue eyed hood in front of me, Dallas had a amused smirk on his lips as he eyed me up and down causing me to roll my eyes.
"Need a place to sleep, Tim's home?" He asked finally stop eyeing my body so he could meet my dark blue-green eyes, I just stared at him quietly for a few seconds before shrugging.
"He ain't back but my stepfather is and you're real lucky that he ain't the one answering the door." I replied before stepping aside to let Dallas walk inside instead of standing outside in the cold, with the door closed and locked I turned around just as the stupid hood started to shake the water out of his hair making water fly all over the hallway.
"Clever." I dead panned as I pushed past him and headed towards the stairs stopping after two steps, I looked back at Dallas who seemed a little puzzled if he should take the couch or just leave.
"You coming?" I asked raising an eyebrow and waited for Dallas to start towards the stairs before I continued up and towards my room, Dallas close behind. As we entered my door I waited for Dally to get inside before I gently closed the door and walked over to my bed were I got back under my cover, I turned around so I was facing towards Dally who stood uncomfortably by the door. Which hood wouldn't feel anxious being in Tim Shepard's little sisters room?
"Take of the wet clothes and lie down dummy." I sighed out before closing my eyes, if it had been any other hood I wouldn't have let him into my room but me and Dallas has been close friends since school years and met each other just a week after the hood moved to Tulsa several years ago. We had never had a closer relationship then best friends but I would lie if I said I have never slept with the guy, Dallas was actually my first but we only do it out of needs or frustration. Dallas still has actually relationship with Sylvia even thought they both sleep around more with others then with each other, I just don't get those two.
"You've got school tomorrow?" Dallas asked in a half whisper as he slid down older the cover, I scooted back until my back hit the wall to give him enough space to lie down comfortable which was hard as my beds real small. I sighed and turned around letting him spoon me to make it even cosier, I didn't hesitate to snuggle my back against him and he draped his arm around me and snuggled his face into the back of my neck.
"Sadly I do." I responded sleep heavy in move voice, I just can't ever stay awake when having Dallas so close to me and his warmth never failed to get me sleepy. Maybe it sounds like it but I'm not one of those stupid greaser girls who goes around sleeping with every guy she finds, I've only slept with one guy and that's Dallas Winston. None of us had ever wanted a relationship that involved the stupid rules that came with lovers, so instead we stayed with the title best friends and showed our love to each other whoever much or little we wanted and without any of that stupid jealousy.
"I will walk ya there." Dallas voice was muffled but I could still hear him, I smiled as I settled my back closer to his body and finally drifted to sleep.