MOVED.

Dally raised the gun, and I thought: You blasted fool. They don’t know you’re only bluffing. And even as the policemen’s guns spit fire into the night I knew that was what Dally wanted. He was jerked half around by the impact of the bullets, then slowly crumpled with a look of grim triumph on his face. He was dead before he hit the ground. But I knew that was what he wanted, even as the lot echoed with the cracks of shots, even as I begged silently— Please, not him… not him and Johnny both —I knew he would be dead, because Dally Winston wanted to be dead and he always got what he wanted.

ind. dallas winston of the outsiders. penned by kay. rebooted from @breaksrules.

Dally raised the gun, and I thought: You blasted fool. They don’t know you’re only bluffing. And even as the policemen’s guns spit fire into the night I knew that was what Dally wanted. He was jerked half around by the impact of the bullets, then slowly crumpled with a look of grim triumph on his face. He was dead before he hit the ground. But I knew that was what he wanted, even as the lot echoed with the cracks of shots, even as I begged silently— Please, not him… not him and Johnny both —I knew he would be dead, because Dally Winston wanted to be dead and he always got what he wanted.

ind. dallas winston of the outsiders. penned by kay. rebooted from @breaksrules.

Dally raised the gun, and I thought: You blasted fool. They don’t know you’re only bluffing. And even as the policemen’s guns spit fire into the night I knew that was what Dally wanted. He was jerked half around by the impact of the bullets, then slowly crumpled with a look of grim triumph on his face. He was dead before he hit the ground. But I knew that was what he wanted, even as the lot echoed with the cracks of shots, even as I begged silently— Please, not him… not him and Johnny both —I knew he would be dead, because Dally Winston wanted to be dead and he always got what he wanted.

ind. dallas winston of the outsiders. penned by kay. rebooted from @breaksrules.

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Dally raised the gun, and I thought: You blasted fool. They don’t know you’re only bluffing. And even as the policemen’s guns spit fire into the night I knew that was what Dally wanted. He was jerked half around by the impact of the bullets, then slowly crumpled with a look of grim triumph on his face. He was dead before he hit the ground. But I knew that was what he wanted, even as the lot echoed with the cracks of shots, even as I begged silently— Please, not him… not him and Johnny both —I knew he would be dead, because Dally Winston wanted to be dead and he always got what he wanted.

ind. dallas winston of the outsiders. penned by kay. rebooted from @breaksrules.