(Colab with SimpForSodapopCurtis )
I knew in my heart something was wrong as I walked up the front steps of the Curtis residence.
Then I heard Elora scream.
"You are the reason for this you little bitch!!!" You are the reason I went to jail, lost my job, wife, house. Everything!!" I heard a man shouting at Elora, who's eyes were wide with fear, her body shaking.
Elora's father grinned at me. "You never told me your friend was pretty." He took a step towards me as I moved back, keep my face emotionless.
"Leave her alone!" Elora shouted, fear still evident in her eyes.
"Ahhh such a shame, though. That I'll have to ruin that face." Then Elora's father lunged at me, tackling me to the ground.
I screamed, punching and kicking him. I felt his knees on my chest and it got harder to breathe.
"GET OFF OF ME!!!" I screamed.
Then I felt a the sharpness of a knife against my throat. It was cold and made my body fill with terror. Elora's dad's eyes were sparkling wildly with delight.
He likes my fear. He likes my panic. He would like watching the light and life drain from my eyes I thought quickly.
I grabbed the handle of the knife and tore it from his grip, lightly cutting myself in the process. I didn't notice the red blood going down my chest from the cut on my collar bone.
I threw the knife away from Elora's father as he screamed cusses and threats at me and Elora.
I felt like I couldn't breathe, his knees pressing harder onto my rib cage.
Dallas and Soda both pry him off of me, and Dallas repeatedly throws punches at him. Meanwhile, Elora grabbed the knife which was now across the room.
Now there was only one thing on Elora's mind...kill him.
I thought my ribs were cracked, he was so much larger than me. I never knew someone could have so much evil... so much rage... so much hate... so much... delight in their eyes while doing something like this.
I rolled out from under him, breathing heavily, greedily taking in oxygen.
Ignoring Soda's protests, Elora brought the knife into her dad's chest, blood spewing out.
She was in shock of what she had done and sat on the ground in disbelief, everyone in the room was left stunned.
Then I pressed my hand onto my chest to make sure I didn't break anything. My eyes went wide and I felt my body go numb. My hand was covered in blood.
I whipped my head around when I heard someone scream. I saw Elora's father's body drop.
I screamed, scrambling up and away from him.
"WHAT THE FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK!!!" I screamed, pressing my hand to my mouth to try and silence the screams that threatened to tear out of my chest.
"Callie, are you alright?" Elora asked me. She sounded extra calm.
"What... what did you...." I didn't know what to think, I didn't know how to feel. I just felt panic.
She didn't answer, just looking around and back at my father, now dead on the ground, "Karmas a bitch."
"Oh my god..." I knew he deserved it but I couldn't help but feel bad. My ribs hurt, my upper chest hurt from where I had gotten cut. My brain hurt.
"Elora..." Soda said softly, touching her arm and pulling her into a hug.
I locked eyes with Dallas as my hands dropped to my side. I felt numb except for fear.
I wiped the (my) blood off of my right hand onto my jeans.
Elora was looking around at the chaos. Furniture was knocked over and items were strewn around the room. She could finally cry, so that's what she did.
My brain finally caught up to what was happening. I grabbed a towel from the cabinet, pressing it into the cut on my collar bone. I had already lost blood but not too much so I would be okay.. at least physically.
Dallas was trying to get a look at the cut, but he wasn't able to. He hugged me tight.
"I'm-I'm sorry" Elora said, trying to hold in my tears.
"I'm fine..." I mumbled to Dallas.
"Elora it's okay... it was self defense. Nothing that he did even slightly promoted that he wasn't going to kill you and Callie both." Soda hugged her tighter.
The gravity of the situation was starting to hit. "I-Oh god, I killed him, I fucking killed him." Elora don't usually swear, but she does under intense emotion.
"Elora it's okay..." I said, my voice calm. I glanced up at Dallas before taking the towel off of my cut, hugging Elora for a second before sitting onto the couch.
Then I heard the door slam. I saw Darry scan the room then look back at me and then Soda. "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!" He said, motioning to the dead body and the disarray of the living room.
"I SWEAR TO GOD WHAT THE HELL?!"
I covered my mouth with my hand so I wouldn't laugh at Darry's quick personality flip. I was delirious and I knew if I laughed he would beat my ass.
"Uh so Elora's dad tried to kill her and me.... And uh...." I tried to explain, keeping a straight face.
At this point my eyes were going in and out of being blurry and focused.
"I killed a bitch" Elora said quietly, also trying not to laugh at my sleep deprivation.
I felt giggly. I don't know if it was the whole trauma and shock of the situation mixed with my sleep deprivation but I was definitely not myself.
I swayed slightly, my vision blurred.
"Elora.... What were you thinking.......are-are you bleeding?" Darry's eyebrows raised as he looked at me.
"Is she high or drunk or something, Dallas?" He looked at Dallas with an accusing glare.
"No, she's tired...I think" Dallas said.
"I'm fine, I don't know what I was thinking." Elora answered.
I giggled. "Relax Dar... it was self defense, Elora will be fineee." I felt my vision blurt again and my brain do the drop thing to make me stay awake. "Woah. Dude... I'm fucking high on ADHD or something?" I couldn't think straight.
I felt Dallas grab my waist quickly before I collapsed off of the couch.
"Dallas let that girl sleep oh my god!" Soda laughed from the back of his throat, it sounded forced.
"So what are we gonna do about that?" Elora asked, pointing to her father's body.
"I don't really know...." Soda said, glancing at Darry.
"Well it certainly can't stay here." Darry responded before turning back to Dallas.
"Take Callie home please." He sighed. "Two will kill all of us if he hears about this also she's delusional."
"Trip to the Hudson River?" Elora joked.
Darry thought for a second. "That might not be a bad idea."
(Bro since when would Dar ever be accomplice to murder ✋😂💀👹 sorry Elora, self defense :) )
~ A week later
I walked to the Curtis house, feeling better than I had in months. I had slept for 2 days straight at the beginning of the week and my relationship with Dallas was better because of it.
I sat down on the couch. "Hey y'all!"
"You're not insane anymore!" Two-Bit teased.
"And you're not a drunk?" I teased back.
"Get me a slice of cake would ya?" My brother asked.
I rolled my eyes and walked into the kitchen, grabbing a plate from an upper shelf.
The door swung open. "The Hudson River is dirtier than Abby's mind!" Soda yelled through the house, causing Elora to burst out laughing.
"She's gonna kill you if she heard that!" Elora yelled.
I laughed. "She will hunt you down Sodapop!"
I saw Dallas walk into the kitchen with me, grabbing a beer from the fridge as I put a slice of cake onto the plate.
"I want cake. Soda can you please get me cake?" Elora asked him.
"Mhm.." Soda smiled softly, walking into the kitchen.
"Hey Soda." I smiled as Dallas stood next to me. I handed Soda a plate with a slice of of cake before cutting another slice.
"Hello." Soda smiled.
I walked out of the kitchen, handing my brother a slice of cake before sitting onto the couch.
Elora sat down next to me.
I smiled at her.
"Soooooo Dallas how is it going with you and Callie..?" Steve teased.
Soda handed Elora a slice of cake along with a fork before sitting down next to her.
"Thanks, baby." Elora kissed Soda.
Dallas rolled his eyes at Steve.
"Mhm.." Soda answered.
"Come on... spill!" Steve laughed, finishing his 3rd beer.
"It's great, you know same old." Dallas smirked.
"So same as in getting drunk and hooking up?" Steve smirked.
"STEVE!" My jaw dropped.
"Not cool, Stevie" Elora joked, trying to get a reaction out of him.
"Oh please, Dallas knows it's true..." Steve grabbed another beer.
"Pfft-" I scoffed, my face flushing.
"Oh fuck off man." Dallas scoffed, rolling his eyes, sitting down next to me.
"You okay love?" Soda mumbled to Elora.
"Huh? Yeah." Elora smiles simply.
Soda smiled back.
"Anyone wanna go to the drive-in?" Two-Bit asked, chugging the rest of his beer.
"Sure, I'm down." Soda nodded as well.
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