#the twins series
A/N: Just a quick disclaimer, if you see this story on Wattpad under the title “Dallas Winston’s Twin Sister” it is not a copy or I’m not trying to copy it, it is my story from well over two years ago that I am just rewriting and actually finishing. Should I do recaps in the summary instead of the whole story’s summary every time? Let yuh boy know
Warnings: fighting, blood, knives, death, nightmare
Trigger warning: suicidal Johnny for a few sentences
Summary: The only things you and your brother cared about were each other, and your best friend Johnny. You cared about the rest of the gang, but Johnny was like the younger brother you both never had. You’d do whatever you had to in order to protect your friend, even when it means you were the one in danger.
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“Y/N what the hell?” Twobit screamed like a little girl making you slide off his back dying of laughter.
“You should have seen your face.” You wheezed out leaning on him.
“Hey, why is your face red?” He asked touching your face, making you flinch when you felt pain shoot through your cheek where he put his hand.
“Oh, Tim hit me because I took the blame for Dallas slashing his tires. No big deal.” You shrugged, wrapping my arm around Johnny’s shoulder.
“Why would you do that?” Cherry asked, sounding shocked, making you laugh.
“He’s my brother. I’d do anything for him, just like he’d do anything for me.” You explained softly, looking out into the distance and you saw flashes of hands covered in blood and a body laying limp on the floor.
“Y/N?” You heard someone call your name and a hand on my shoulder making you jump. “You okay?” Twobit asked when you looked up at him since he was the one who put his hand on your shoulder.
You gave him a small nod before taking a shaky breath, you knew you shouldn’t have been thinking about that, trying to push it to the back of your head. Cherry and Ponyboy were talking about Darry and Sodapop but you didn’t pay much attention until Ponyboy got mad at Johnny making Twobit hit him upside the head, and good thing Twobit got him, because you wouldn’t have been so nice.
“I’m sorry I just got a little mad.” Ponyboy apologized to Johnny.
“That’s all right, don’t worry about it.” Johnny told him, making you sigh. You hated that Johnny just accepted the way people treated him, but you knew there wasn’t anything you could do.
“We couldn’t get along without you.” Twobit told Ponyboy while all of you started to walk again.
“Marcia.” Cherry called over to you all, finally cluing you in on her friend’s name.
“What are we gonna do?” Marcia asked when a blue mustang pulled up behind you.
“Just act normal.” Cherry said looking down.
“Who are these clowns?” You asked when two guys got out of the car.
“Cherry what’s going on? What are you doing?” One of them stumbled over to us obviously drunk. “Just because we got a little drunk doesn’t mean-” the guy started but Cherry cut him off.
“A little?! You call reeling and passing out on the streets a little?! Bob I’ve told you before I’m never going out with you and your drink again I mean it!” Cherry shouted at him.
“That’s no reason to go walking the street with these bums.” The other one chipped in while Bob took a drink from his flask.
“Who you calling bums pal?” Twobit asked walking up next to me.
“You!“ The guy exclaimed, pulling Twobit’s sweater off of Marcia.
“Randy!” She whined, making you roll your eyes.
“Listen we got 2 more of us in the back seat.“ Randy told you, and you couldn’t help but scoff at him trying to scare you. Twobit turned to the gate breaking the bottle he had in his hand tossing it to you before he flipped open his switch.
"Pity the back seat.” Twobit told Randy holding out his switch.
“If your looking for a fight-” Randy started and you cut him off.
“I am looking for a fight.” You fired back and all of you started to argue.
“We’ll go with you alright? Well go with you. Just give me a minute.” Cherry exclaimed, getting you all to get quiet.
“Why? We ain’t scared of these bastards.” You told her, tightening your grip on the bottle as you looked at Bob when he got up, making you glare at him.
“I hate fights alright. I hate em.” She said walking over to Ponyboy. Bob laughed sitting back on the car taking another drink from the flask. You looked over and saw Johnny looking away from you with his head down and you pulled him behind you.
“Cherry come on.” Bob called Cherry after a while of you awkwardly standing there.
“I hope I never see Dallas Winston again. If I do I’ll probably fall in love with him.” You heard Cherry say when she got closer to you making you mentally gag.
“You okay?” You whispered to Johnny and he nodded.
“Come on baby.” Bob said when Cherry walked over to the car.
“Don’t touch me.” She spat at him before she got in the car. Ponyboy walked back over to you and bent down to pick up the broken glass making you shake your head.
“Ponyboy, just leave it there.” You told him but he continued to pick it up, completely ignoring you.
“Just watch it grease ball.” Randy told you when he started driving away.
“Says who?” Twobit asked and you looked at Johnny who looked like he’d seen a ghost.
“Johnny, what’s wrong?” You asked him, making him look over at you.
“Those guys, just reminded me of the ones from that night.” He explained looking scared.
“Well if they are those guys you just tell me and I’ll go make them pay for what they did to you." You told him, making him nod.
"Boy those two were the best looking girls I’ve ever seen.” Twobit thought aloud while you all walked home.
“Yeah.” Ponyboy replied sounding mesmerized.
“I think someone may be a little too smitten.” You joked to Twobit making Ponyboy get mad at you. “Oh hush I’m joking.” You said patting him on the back befor you winked at Twobit making you both laugh. Twobit stuck something in his mouth, chewing it up before spitting it out. “What was that?” You asked him while you watched it fly away.
“Marcia’s number. Probably a phony one too. I must have been out of my mind to ask for it. Girl like that wouldn’t go out with me anyway. Where y'all going?” He asked.
“Home.” Ponyboy said. Johnny’s Mom yelled as you passed by Johnny’s house making you sigh.
“I hate when my folks are fighting. Let’s go to the lot.” Johnny said, catching up to you. You all sat down and you finally took off your jacket giving it to Ponyboy.
“Wear it or I kill you.” You explained since he was rubbing his arms.
“Fine.” He grumbled before using it as a makeshift cover.
“It’s because we’re greasers Pone. Might have hurt her reputation or something that’s all. Don’t worry about it.” Johnny told Ponyboy when you both laid next to Ponyboy with you in the middle.
“Yeah I guess so.” He said, sounding upset.
“Man that was a tough car huh? Mustangs they’re tough.” Johnny thought out loud making you turn your head to him.
“Big time socs all right. It’s always the same.” Ponyboy sat up quickly getting mad throwing a twig.
You got comfortable, looking up at the sky staring, deep in thought. In the distance you could hear people arguing, and there was no doubt it was Johnny’s parents. Johnny started breathing heavily next to you making you furrow your brows and sit up before you looked down at him with concern.
“I can’t take much more of this you guys. I’ll- I’ll kill my self if something. I don’t know.” Johnny explained, starting to freak out putting his hands on his head. You wrapped your arms around him, trying to comfort him as Ponyboy came over to you.
“Now Johnny…” Ponyboy trailed, not having a clue what to say.
“Come on you can’t kill yourself.” You told Johnny while you rubbed his back.
“I gotta do something.” Johnny explained, his voice shaky and Ponyboy joined in on the hug. You all laid back down and you still had your arm wrapped around Johnny trying to comfort him, resting your head on his shoulder. “It seems like there’s gotta be someplace without greasers or socs. Must be someplace… with just plain ordinary people."Johnny choked out the last word making you pull him closer.
"It’s like that out in the country. Away from all the big towns. Out in the country. I miss going there with my folks.” Ponyboy muttered the last part and you started to feel your eyes flutter close as you fell asleep with your head on Johnny’s shoulder and Ponyboy leaning on you.
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“I’m going to kill you!” Nathan yelled in your face pulling out his knife, holding it up to your face.
“You’re going to kill me for something I didn’t do?” You asked him, fixating my eyes on the blade.
“You didn’t do anything? So you call embarrassing me in front of all my friends not doing anything?” He growled.
“You were drunk and you were telling your friends all about Dallas and I and talking about how we had been to jail. You lied to them and started telling them all these things I’ve done which I haven’t even done. I wasn’t going to let you lie about what I’ve done with someone Nathan.” You spat in his face.
“That didn’t give you the right to hit any of my friends when they came near you.” He told you, his breath fanning your face and you smelled alcohol.
“Are you seriously drunk again? Nathan they were trying to do things I didn’t want to do! What was I supposed to do? Just sit there? I’m sorry but I’m not you. I’m not going to let people do whatever they want to me just so I can fit in with them!“ You yelled in his face.
He finally lifted the blade, and you moved to get out of he way, but it lodged itself into your shoulder. Adrenaline kicked in as you pulled it out of your shoulder, looking at it shocked you looked up at Nathan, his eyes were filled with anger. He came toward you and your instincts took over and all you could see was red while you cut Nathan’s cheek when he tried to grab you. He knocked the blade out of your hand when he slugged you in the face. You could hardly move as you reached your hand out, looking for the blade. Your hand wrapped around something metal and you swung it toward him, getting him in the gut. You repeatedly stabbed him until he fell off of you, lying motionless on the ground.
"No no no no no.” You muttered to yourself trying to push down on his wounds while blood came out. You let out a scream tugging at your hair, scooting away from his body. Dallas ran into my room and stopped dead in his tracks. “Dallas. I killed him. I- I killed him. Oh they’re gonna give me the chair. It wasn’t my fault he- he came toward me I just-” You rambled, breaking down. Dallas ran over to you pulling you up into his arms while sobbed.
“It’s gonna be okay. We’ll take care of it. I’ll help you don’t worry.” Dallas reassured you. He walked you over to the bathroom, handing you clothes and a towel. “Now wash off all the blood and I’ll take care of this.” He told you and you stayed silent.
You turned on the water, waiting for it to get warm while you stripped yourself of your bloody clothes. You watched while all the blood pooled at the bottom of the tub, making the water turn red. Your shoulder stung when the water hit the open wound, making you avoid it when you washed up. You used the soap to scrub your hands clean of the blood, starting to cry as you began scrubbing harder even after all the blood was gone.
You got out of the shower, drying off and put on the clothes Dallas gave you, seeing that your bloody clothes were gone. You figured Dallas must have taken them to the wash. You looked at yourself in the mirror and your eyes looked puffy. You saw your shoulder in the mirror, blood still coming out of the wound. You let out a sob, punching the mirror making it shatter to pieces, some lodging into your knuckles making Dallas swung the door open making you cry harder.
“Hey it’s okay. Don’t worry I already got Mike to take care of the body and I burned your clothes. I cleaned your floor. Come on.” Dallas told you, trying to calm you down, sitting you down on the toilet as he pulled out the first aid kit. He first patched up your knuckles, getting disinfectant and put it on the wound on your shoulder. You bit your lip when it started to sting before Dallas put a bandage on it. “Was he drunk?” Dallas asked you and you just stared at the wall nodding. “Good that’s what you can tell the cops if they end up finding out about this.” Dallas asked, making you look at him.
“What do you mean? Why would they come here?” You asked, worry evident in your voice.
“Y/N. It’ll be fine I’m telling you just in case.” Dallas explained, making youu calm down. A few hours later the doorbell rang making your heart drop.
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A/N: Just a quick disclaimer, if you see this story on Wattpad under the title “Dallas Winston’s Twin Sister” it is not a copy or I’m not trying to copy it, it is my story from well over two years ago that I am just rewriting and actually finishing
Warnings: Dallas being Dallas, fighting
Summary: The only things you and your brother cared about were each other, and your best friend Johnny. You cared about the rest of the gang, but Johnny was like the younger brother you both never had. You’d do whatever you had to in order to protect your friend, even when it means you were the one in danger.
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When you got to the drive in, the movie was already playing and all four of you slid through the hole under a gate right by the show one by one. You passed this one mustang, and you could hear this girl arguing with her boyfriend making you laugh. The four of you hopped over a railing and got seats almo. The same girl that was arguing with her boyfriend sat right in front of us with her friend making me groan internally.
“I’m freezing man.” Ponyboy complained shifting in his seat uncomfortably.
“Why didn’t you bring a coat stupid?” Dallas asked while he tried to turn on his match to light his cigarette.
“I forgot.” Ponyboy muttered looking at the movie. You slipped off your jacket, handing it over to Ponyboy.
“Here.” You told him, but he shook his head making you roll your eyes putting it back on. Dallas went to the seat next to some redhead and was finally able to light his match, making both of the girls jump. One started giggling and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes.
“Some cute redhead huh?” Dallas told you making the other girl giggle. “Are you a real redhead?” He asked the girl going up to her real close and not to anyone’s surprise the other girl giggled again.
“Come on Dal.” Johnny said and you looked over at him shaking your head. If Johnny told him to stop, Dallas would probably get mad and you didn’t need Dallas mad at Johnny.
“Are you real?” Dallas asked again as he put his feet up on the chair next to her making him fall out of his chair making all of you laugh while he got back up. “How can I find out if this is your real red hair? If this is the same red hair that you have on your uh” Dallas started and you smirked trying not to laugh since you knew what he was gonna say next. “These eyebrows. Is it?” He finished and you scoffed making him shoot you a look. Dallas laughed to himself, sitting back down making you shake your head.
“Cut it out Dal.” Johnny told him looking back at the girls. You nudged him with your leg silently telling him to be quiet. Dallas was messing with the back of the girls chair like a child and you had to hold back a laugh because you could tell she was getting annoyed.
“Get your feet off my chair and shut your trap.” The girl said over her shoulder to Dallas.
“Who’s gonna make me huh? Your boyfriend?” Dallas asked her as Johnny got up.
“I’m gonna get a coke.” He told you while he left making Dallas have to put down his legs.
“Leave her alone Dal.” Ponyboy told him and you pinched Ponyboy making him hit your hand. No one tells Dallas what to do, he’d never listen. You saw the giggly girl whisper something to the redhead, making your eyebrows knit together.
“Sure whatever you say honey.” Dallas told Ponyboy, making you smirk and give Dallas a small high five.
“You better leave us alone or I’ll call the cops.” The red threatened him making you laugh.
“Oh my my. You got me scared to death. What, what am I gonna do now Y/N huh? This girl’s making me shake.” Dallas joked, making you laugh even more.
“Why don’t you leave us alone? Be nice and leave us alone!” The girl said getting mad cutting Dallas off from saying something else.
“I’m never nice.” Dallas replied, getting close to her again. “Can I interest you in a Coca-Cola or a 7-up?” Dallas asked, almost sounding polite.
“Get lost hood!” She screamed in Dallas’ face making you glare at her.
“Hey I’m sorry. I didn’t, I didn’t know you had this problem with, yelling in my face. Okay, all right I’ll go. I know when I’m not wanted.” Dallas explained getting up and walking away.
“Are you gonna start in on us now too?” The redhead asked, turning around to face you.
“Please, you’re both not my type.” You joked, giving Ponyboy a small shove.
“No.” Ponyboy replied to her softly.
“You don’t look the type anyway. What’s your name?” She asked Ponyboy as she looked at you cautiously.
“Ponyboy Curtis.” Ponyboy told her, shifting in his seat.
“That’s an original name.” She told him laughing a little while she ignored you. You didn’t really care since you already didn’t like her.
“Yeah. My dad, he was an original person. I got a brother named Sodapop. It even says so on his birth certificate.” Ponyboy told her, sounding excited. If you got money every time he said that you’d probably be able to bail Dallas out of jail whenever he goes.
“My name is Sherri but my friends call me Cherry because of my hair.” She told him, smiling at him softly.
“Yeah I know. We go to the same school. You’re a cheerleader.” Ponyboy told her adding the last part when she gave him a confused look.
"You don’t look old enough to be going to high school.“ The other girl told him.
"What’s a nice boy like you doing hanging around with that trash?” Cherry asked, making you roll your eyes.
“Dally’s my buddy and Dani’s brother. I’m a grease too. We’re all friends.” Ponyboy told her, sounding upset.
“I’m sorry I didn’t know.” She told him, sounding like she felt bad, but there was no doubt in your mind that it was probably fake.
Johnny finally came back from getting coke, and you stopped paying attention to the conversation between Cherry and Ponyboy. You grabbed Johnny’s coke out of his hand, drinking some giving him a small smile. He looked at you like he was about to complain about you getting some but, but you quickly kissed his cheek.
“Thanks Johnny.” You laughed making him blush. Dallas walked up with a countless amount of drinks, and handed them to each of you.
“Here, since I stole some from you you can have the one with more in it.” You told Johnny, handing him your cup, switching with his.
“Here, I thought this might cool you off.” Dallas told Cherry, handing her a drink making you laugh a little.
“Maybe that will cool you off greaser. When you learn to talk and act decent I might cool off too!” Cherry exclaimed while she threw the drink in Dallas’ face.
“Fiery huh? Just the way I like it ‘em.” Dallas replied, getting close to Cherry.
“Leave her alone Dallas.” You told him when you saw Johnny was about to say something.
“What’d you say?” He asked you, getting mad.
“You heard me. I said leave her alone.” You told him standing up. You thought it was better to have Dallas get mad at you than Johnny.
“What’d you say you little shit? What’d you say to me?” He asked again, getting more mad.
“You heard me, kid brother.” You told him getting mad right back. You were born before a few minutes Dallas and you always used it to your advantage when you had to.
“You wise ass.” He mumbled as Johnny pulled you back down to sit next to him. Dallas got up pushing his chair making it fall before he walked away.
“Thanks.” Johnny whispered to you and you nodded smiling at him.
“Now you blew it.” Ponyboy told you, making you scoff.
“He’s my brother little Curtis, I can talk to him however I please.” You told him, stealing a piece of popcorn from his container.
“Thank you. He had me scared to death.” She nodded to you, giving you attention for the first time that night.
“Sure didn’t show it. Ain’t nobody talk to Dal like that.” Johnny chipped in.
“From what I saw, she does.” Cherry replied looking at you.
“That’s different, I’m his sister, I’m allowed to talk to him however I like.” You shrugged, drinking your coke.
“Why don’t y'all sit up here with us so you can protect us?” The other girl asked the three of you, smiling.
“What do you think man?” Johnny asked Ponyboy who had a smile on his face.
“Might as well.” Ponyboy agreed, wiping the smile off his face pretty quickly. You all sat in the empty chairs near the girls, and got settled in.
“How old are y'all?” The other girl asked.
“14” “16” “17” You all told them.
“Huh I thought both you boys were-” Cherry started and she said 16 while her friend said 14. “You look a little older though.” Cherry told you and you shrugged.
“Go through stuff you might look older too red.” You told her, giving her your own nickname, making her look away awkwardly after that.
“How come y'all ain’t scared of us like you was Dally?” Johnny asked them.
“You two are too sweet looking to scare anyone. You’re surprisingly just like your brother though.” Cherry replied. aiming the last part toward you making you shrug. People always said that you were like a girl version of Dallas. You’d been to jail about the same amount of times, maybe Dallas a few more than you, but the gang knew me and knew I could be sweet when I wanted to be. “Besides I know about the Winston’s. You and Johnny don’t look mean.” She told Ponyboy, making you furrow your brows, wondering what she meant.
“Yeah right. We’re young and innocent.” Ponyboy said, sounding like an upset child.
“No, you’re just not dirty.” She told him.
“Come on Dal and Y/N are okay. I mean they’re tough and all but they’re both cool if you get to know them.” Johnny told her, sticking up for the both of you making you smile at him.
“He’d leave you alone if he knew who you were.” Ponyboy explained.
“Well I’m glad he doesn’t know us. I kind of admire him.” Cherry thought out loud making you mentally gag.
“All right greaser you’re dead!” You heard from behind you as someone grabbed Johnny. Johnny jumped out of his skin, and you all looked and saw Twobit.
“Hey Twobit.” Ponyboy called from where he was sitting.
“This hair’s out of place.” Twobit laughed running his switchblade over Johnny’s hair.
“Do you mind?” You asked the other girl, reaching for her soda. She shook her head, handing it to you making you nod as a thank you to her.
“Here kid. Have a beer it’ll settle your nerves.” Twobit told Johnny, handing him the beer he’d brought. You sucked up some soda through the straw before spitting it at Twobit before handing back the girl her drink.
“That’s not funny Twobit.” You told him while he wiped his face.
“Well who do we got here your great grandmothers?” Twobit joked making the girl laugh. “What are you young ladies doing hanging out with these greasers anyway huh? Twobit asked, trying to sound like a Soc.
"Dal was bothering them and they wanted us to come sit with them.” Johnny told Twobit.
“He was huh?” Twobit asked near your face, squeezing your shoulder hard getting you back for spitting coke in his face. “Where is old Dal now anyway?” He asked.
“Yeah where is old Dally?” You heard someone asked and you looked up to see Tim Shepard.
“He left Tim.” Ponyboy told him, picking at his popcorn.
“Hey I know he slashed my tires.” Tim accused, angrily looking over at you.
“Look Tim. He left. He’s not here. Really. You guys seen Dally?” Ponyboy asked all of you winking and you all said no.
“Yeah well I’ll be looking for him. Come on Winston.” Tim told you, making you look over at him confused.
“What?” You asked as he was staring at you.
“Come on we are going to go find your brother.” He explained, walking up to you, grabbing your upper arm pulling you out of my chair.
“Hey Tim if Dally did slash your tires it’s not Y/N’s fault.” Twobit told him as he was about to get up.
“If I don’t find Dally then someone’s gotta pay for it. Got to give him a message now don’t I?” Tim asked as he pulled you close to him. You looked up at Tim while he looked down at you, and he had a look in his eye that was meaner than usual.
“Y/N.” You heard from behind you and you looked back seeing Johnny.
“It’ll be alright Johnny don’t worry.” You told him while Tim dragged you away.
“Hey I can walk by myself okay.” You spat at him, pulling your arm out of his grip.
“Doesn’t look like it.” He fired back when he saw you grabbing your side where William had kicked you earlier. “What happened?” He asked, almost sounding worried.
“Don’t act like you care Shepard.” You rolled your eyes as you kept walking. He muttered something under his breath and you were about to say something, but he grabbed you by the neck with a firm grip. “There he is.” He whispered to me. “Hey Winston!” Tim called Dallas who was talking to a girl. Dallas looked over and quickly walked over to us, ignoring everybody around him.
“Let her go.” Dallas glared at Tim.
“I know you slashed my tires Dallas.” Tim told him, tightening his grip around your neck.
“He didn’t slash them Tim. I did.” You choked out, lying and saw Dallas look at you in shock.
“No I-” Dallas started but you cut him off.
“Don’t try and cover for me Dallas. I slashed the tires.” You told Tim, and his grip loosened. He spun me around and you got a good blow to the face. He threw you to Dallas and he caught you holding you tightly to him.
“Do it again Winston and it’ll be worse.” Tim spat over to us and you sighed when he walked away.
“Do something like that again and I’m gonna kill you.” Dallas explained, shoving you.
“You already fought someone once today because of me. I just returned the favor.” You told him, and probably made him even more mad. “I probably won’t come back tonight because I’m gonna stay with Johnny and make sure he’s okay because he’s been acting strange lately.” I told Dallas and he nodded smiling a little. “Wait.” You stopped before walking away. “What did Johnny tell you earlier that he wouldn’t tell me?” You asked, looking up at Dallas.
“Now you’ll just have to ask him yourself now won’t you?” Dallas told you, smiling and avoided the question. You groaned to yourself, walking back toward the drive in and you saw the boys walking with Cherry and her friend before you ran up behind them, jumping onto Twobit’s back to scare him.
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