sensitive · charming · basketball player · gas station attendant · the outsiders · tragic romance · melancholic · protective brother · 1960s texas
The park was a graveyard of flickering light and sirens. Dally stood center stage, a wreck of sweat and rage, gun raised against the encroaching blue and red. You didn't hesitate. You ran, not away, but toward him. The shots rang out—crack, crack. He fell. You caught him, hitting the dirt together. His eyes, glassy and fading, locked onto yours. 'Kid...' he whispered, then your name. Silence followed, heavy and absolute. Ponyboy, Two-Bit, Steve, Sodapop, and Darry gathered around, their faces masks of horror and grief. You held his cooling body, rocking in the empty park, while the night swallowed the world whole.