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This 아웃사이더 사진 might contain 기호, 포스터, 텍스트, 칠판, 사인, 서명, 거리, 도시 현장, 도시의 설정, 도시 장면, 도시 설정, 도시 거리, and 도시 장면 설정.
His tongue ran down your stomach. It sent chills up your back. It felt amazing.
His tongue went back up to your lips as he started to unclasp your bra. He got it off, and threw it across the room.
But instead of it hitting the floor with a thud…
“Not on my couch.” Darry says, bra in hand
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“Will 당신 please tell me why?” 당신 were sitting on the bathroom floor with him. 당신 were still shaking from the silent sobs that racked your body.
“Baby look at me.” He whispers.
Your eyes meet his, and 당신 loose it. 당신 put your head into your hands and sob.
“Hey, 저기요 everything’s fine. Shh babe, it’s ok. (Y/N) I promise,” he says as he picks 당신 up an places 당신 in his lap.
He rocks 당신 back and forth for a few minutes, saying nothing. He looks down at your arm.
“You’re beautiful, 당신 know that?” He mutters into your hair.
“Yeah?” He says, looking over at you.
“I found this in the attic.” 당신 say, tossing it over to him.
It was his baby blanket, a dark blue color.
He looks at it wide eyed, just taking in the memories.
“What about this?” He asks, still looking at the blanket.
“Well I thought our baby would like it.”
“Planning ahead huh?” He grins.
“Only 8 eight months ahead.” 당신 smile.
He looks up at 당신 in surprise.
“You’re pregnant?” He asks, standing up from the 침상, 소파 to face you.
당신 just smile.
He scoops 당신 up into a giant hug.
How were 당신 going to tell him 당신 got laid off?
Y’all needed money… 당신 had just bought a house, and money was short.
So of course 당신 had to lose your job.
당신 walking into your house, and flop onto the couch. 당신 were pretty much done with all the stress.
Darry walked out of the bathroom, towel around his waist.
“What’s up babe?” He said, chuckling at the sight of 당신 sprawled on the couch.
“I got laid off.” 당신 mumble.
He’s silent for a second, taking this in. “I’ll pick up another shift.” He says.
“No, no.. 당신 don’t have to…” 당신 start.
“No.. I’d make 더 많이 money than 당신 would. It’s gonna be fine I promise.”
당신 turn around to see your boyfriend Steve grinning wildly, another snowball in hand.
“It’s so on,” 당신 laugh, as 당신 lean down to scoop the snow.
당신 are hit with another snowball, right in the shoulder. 당신 불, 화재 back, hitting him in the face.
Instead of picking up snow to make another snowball, he sprints towards you.
And tackles 당신 into the snow.
“Oww Steve!” 당신 laughed.
“It was needed.” He joked back.
당신 were lying on your backs in the snow, looking up at the stars.
당신 start to shiver.
He looks over at you. “Babe, are 당신 cold?”
“Yeah.” 당신 nod your head, teeth chattering.
He scoots closer to you, and wraps his arms around you. “Warmer?”
“Yeah,” 당신 smile.
He picks up the naked two 년 old and plops him into the bath. “There. Your in. Stay in.”
당신 were holding baby Stephanie, who would not stop crying. Why did 당신 and Dally even agree to watch Johnny’s kids? This wasn’t a great experience.
“Hey, (Y/N), look at this,” Dally grins.
당신 look in the bathroom to see Josh, sitting in the tub, his hair greased back, smiling like a maniac.
당신 can’t help but burst out laughing, only making the baby cry more.
“Stephie, shut the hell up!” Josh says from the tub.
“Josh!” 당신 scold. 당신 glare at Dally.
“It wasn’t me!” Dally says.
“Yeah right.” 당신 say, rolling your eyes.
“In my opinion, we are the greatest babysitters ever.” Dally said, smiling.
“Hey,” Dally whispers in your ear.
“Hey,”you whisper back.
“You’re parents home?”
“Yeah, they’re asleep.”
“So nothing fun?”
“Dally, 당신 pig.” 당신 laugh.
“Nah, I 사랑 just cuddling with you.” He says, snuggling closer to your body.
You’re silent for awhile, feeling the heat of his body.
“I 사랑 you.” 당신 whisper.
“Not as much as I 사랑 you.” He squeezes you.
“Are 당신 crying?” 당신 ask as he walks in.
“No.” He mutters, wiping his eyes on his sleeve.
“Yes 당신 are, 당신 big softie,” Ponyboy grins.
“Is she all ok?” Soda asks, still sniffling.
“Yes, she’s in perfect condition.” The doctor grins. ” 6 pounds, 9 ounces. 당신 want to hold her?” He asks Soda.
Soda just nods his head. The doctor hands him the baby.
(OK INSERT SODA BABY IMAGINE HERE TO GET SODA FEELINGS)
Soda just smiles.
“Hey, Grace.” He says softly. “Hey.”
“She looks like you.” Ponyboy says to 당신 as he looks over Soda’s shoulder at his niece.
“Pretty, just like her mom.” Soda glances at you.
I had it all ready.
My parents wouldn’t care.
It would be a blessing for me to be gone.
I take a deep breath and take a final look in the mirror. My dark skin. Even darker eyes. The black hair I could never keep back. The scar on my cheek.
I run a hand through my hair, exhale, and open the mirror to see the different bottles of pills glaring at me; tempting me.
It would hurt the least. Less than the blade. But it might take longer. The rope would be quicker.
I reach for a bottle, twist the cap, and pour a few pills in my hand. I take another bottle and do the same.
I take a look at the drugs in my hand. I sigh, tilt my head back, and drop the pills in my mouth.
“JOHNNY!” I heard my drunk mother screech.
I spit the pills back into my hands.
I wouldn’t do this in front of my mother. Even though she was awful, she still is my mom. Im still her son.
My parents wouldn’t care.
It would be a blessing for me to be gone.
I take a deep breath and take a final look in the mirror. My dark skin. Even darker eyes. The black hair I could never keep back. The scar on my cheek.
I run a hand through my hair, exhale, and open the mirror to see the different bottles of pills glaring at me; tempting me.
It would hurt the least. Less than the blade. But it might take longer. The rope would be quicker.
I reach for a bottle, twist the cap, and pour a few pills in my hand. I take another bottle and do the same.
I take a look at the drugs in my hand. I sigh, tilt my head back, and drop the pills in my mouth.
“JOHNNY!” I heard my drunk mother screech.
I spit the pills back into my hands.
I wouldn’t do this in front of my mother. Even though she was awful, she still is my mom. Im still her son.
