This was an idea I had on my mind for a while. Hope you guys enjoy it and be sure to check out my other story The Second Pain. Whale, enjoy. STAY GOLD XD.
I was waking up to a big pain in my chest. It was getting harder to breathe every time I tried, so I just shut my eyes, waiting for the pain to past. When it finally did, I got up and dressed to go to school. I was glad Soda wasn't there, he would be real worried.
As I entered the kitchen, I was going to say "Good morning," But instead started coughing a hard cough. Soda rushed to my side.
"Pony, you ok." he said sounding panicked. I nodded, not wanting to cough anymore.
"Pony, you sure you want to go to school, I mean you could just,"
"No," I cut Darry off. "I feel fine." I said, debating on if I was trying to convince Darry or myself.
"Ok then. Well let's start going, shall we." Darry said heading for his truck. I went with Two-Bit and Steve while Sodapop went with Darry.
"Bye guys." Soda yelled. We all waved as we went separate ways.
As we got to school, we waited till the bell rang and most of us greasers smoke before it does. I pulled out my pack and at least smoked half of it. We must've gotten their really early. Then the bell rang and we all scrambled inside.
My coughing was starting again and my chest was hurting me. I had English first and we were reading, so I interrupted the whole thing.
"Mr. Curtis, would you like to excuse yourself?" My English teacher, Mr. Syme, asked me. I just nodded not trusting my voice and not wanting to make my coughing worse.
I stood up feeling a bit nauseous and was speed walking right out of the class. Right when I shut the door I was sprinting to the bathroom. I barely made it to see I was throwing everything I had in my stomach. I was about to flush it when I saw blood. Blood. The thought wanted to make me sick, but I had nothing in my stomach.
I wasn't sure if I should tell someone, but decided not to. I could just tell Darry I didn't feel good when I got home. It was better getting my brother's away from their jobs and losing money that we really needed.
I went back to class right on time because the bell rang. My next class was PE and I had it with Two-Bit. The thought of having a friend in my class made me feel better. But this friend always got us into trouble.
In PE we were all just playing volleyball when Two-bit saw a football.
"Hey Pony, go far." Two-Bit yelled at me. I saw what he was doing and I didn't even move.
"Sorry Two-Bit, maybe later." But Two-Bit didn't take no for an answer, he just threw the ball. I ran to go catch it so it didn't hit anybody and barley did.
"Two-Bit put it away before we get in trouble." I said handing him the ball. I was too late because the coach saw us.
"Mathews and Curtis, go take a lap."
"But,"
"Now and no excuses." He said cutting me off. I gave Two-Bit a death glare while he gave an apologetic look.
"Well, let's get it over with" He said. We ran to the track, but once we got on it we started jogging.
"What's wrong Pony." Two-Bit asked.
"Why do you say that." and by now I was jogging a little faster.
"Because usually you sprint the whole thing, what's got you down."
"Nothing, it's just," We stopped and I started having a coughing fit. I covered my mouth, but it was no use. It was becoming worse by each cough. It was to the point where it was hard to breathe and I was on my knees.
"Pony, you ok, what's wrong?" Two-Bit started to panicked. I moved my hands to see them covered in blood. I coughed up more blood on the ground. Before I knew it, my face was meeting the floor.
"PONYBOY, SOMEONE GET HELP!" was the last thing I heard.
When I was waking up, I heard lot's of sobs. My vision was blurry at first, then started to clear up to see that I was in the hospital.
"He's waking up." A voice said that I think belonged to Sodapop. I turned to see the gang there in my room.
"Hey little buddy, how you doing?" Darry asked in a soft voice. I knew something was wrong.
"Not so," I started coughing, getting harder.
"Ponyboy, relax and breathe." Darry said while rubbing my back. I did as I was told and my coughing was now stopping.
"Good." Soda said, running his fingers through my hair. I looked in both Darry and Sodapop's eyes to see they had been crying.
"Darry, what's wrong with me?" I said looking at my brother. I was really scared now. Darry never cried, not even for mom and dad's funeral, why was he crying now? Darry and Soda kept looking at each other, seeing who would tell me.
"Ponyboy, you have," Soda stopped not getting the words out.
"Lung cancer." Darry finished. Soda then began to sob. Everybody started to stare at me. I couldn't get any words out because of my dry mouth and the lump in my throat.
"Ponyboy, you ok?" Soda managed to break the silence.
"Yeah, when can we go home?"
"In a little bit, they're going to give me some medicine to ease some of the pain." We all sat there in silence until the doctor said I could go.
Our ride home was silent, there isn't much to say when you find out you have cancer.
"Pony, you hungry?" Darry asked pulling into Dairy Queen.
"No." was all I could get out. Both my brothers had a worried expression. Darry just turned around and headed home.
Once we got home I headed to my room and shut the door. I laid on my bed and cried my heart out. It wasn't fair. Why couldn't my family have any breaks? How come every bad thing happens to us? It wasn't fair at all. It's like everything bad aimed at us.
There was a soft knock at the door that came with a soft voice.
"Pony, can we come in?" Soda said. I didn't answer so they just opened the door. Soda sat on one side while Darry sat on the other.
"Hey Pony, you ok?" Darry was using a soft voice I never heard.
"No, it's not fair."
"What's not Pony?" Soda said rubbing my back.
"That we never get any breaks, that we always get the worst outcome, that we can never have anything good happen to us, that we lose the people we love, that we always get bad things thrown at us in life. Nothing good happens to us anymore. It's like life just wants to tear this whole family apart." I was crying when I finished.
"But it didn't" Darry said. I looked at him confused.
"Pony, it didn't tear us apart. We are here together aren't we? We are still together aren't we? Look, I know it doesn't seem fair, but we have to look on the bright side. In some situations there might be no bright side, but you have to find it." Darry said smiling.
"And you guys are my bright side." We all pulled into a hug.
"Oh and Pony, tomorrow you have an appointment." Soda said
"What for?" I asked, they already knew I had cancer, why make an appointment?
"To see if they can help you get rid of the cancer." Darry said. We were all silent after that, lost in our own thoughts. I was trying to find the bright side in this, but there was none. Most people with cancer died, how was I suppose to see the bright side in that? I started crying knowing I might die.
"Ponyboy, what's wrong?" Soda said looking like he wanted to cry himself.
"Soda, Darry, I'm scared." I said still crying.
"I know baby." Soda was cradling me in his arms. "We all are, but let's be strong ok." I just nodded. I soon finally fell asleep.
I woke up feeling really nauseous and dizzy. I ran to the bathroom like there was no tomorrow.
"PONYBOY, YOU OK." Soda yelled, but I didn't answer, I was throwing up blood. I hated it. I hate feeling like this and worrying my brothers. Sodapop then ran in
"It's gonna be ok Pony" He said while rubbing my back. Darry then came in.
"Get him in the truck and hurry."
When we got to the hospital, a nurse assigned me a new doctor. Her name was Dr. May, she reminded me a lot of Sandy. Her skin looked smooth and her hair was a nice shade of blond, but with bright green eyes.
"Just follow me." she said in a tone of voice that sounded so pleasant. We went into a room where patients get checked.
"Ok, well I'm really sorry about your cancer Ponyboy. Well you're going to start coughing up blood, having a weird uncontrollable cough, have hard time breathing, and your hair will soon fall out. Have you experienced those lately?" The thought of losing my hair made me want to cry. I finally got it back to how it was before, how I wanted it and now it was going to all come off.
"Yes." was all I could get out.
"Ok, let me get X-Rays and we'll start talking." she smiled and walked out. I was crying silently. This couldn't be happening. Then out of nowhere I was coughing.
"Ponyboy." Soda jumped to my side. "Breathe and relax." Was all he said. It hurt a lot, but I managed to calm my coughing.
"You ok?" Darry asked.
"No, I just got my hair like I wanted it. I hate this so much." I sobbed even more; there was no bright side to this.
"Why don't we just cut it so you don't have to watch it fall out?" Soda suggested.
"Ok, can you guys just do it?"
"Sure little buddy." Darry then got scissors and cut all my hair off. Soda put his DX cap on my head.
"There ya go." He said. We were all silent waiting for the Doctor to get back.
"Hey you know who the doctor reminds me of?" Soda said smiling a sad smile at the thought.
"Sandy" I said.
"No," Soda looked down. "Mom," He spit out. I pictured her again, and she did look like mom.
"I guess she does," Darry said. Just then the nurse walked back in.
"Well I liked that you cut your hair, lots of patients go through depression when their hair falls off. That was a very smart move." She said smiling.
"Ok, can I talk to the guardian privately?" She asked looking at Darry.
"Sure." and they both stepped out of the room. I and Soda stood quiet until they came back in.
"Here's the medication so it eases the pain. The next appointment's next week. See you then." she smiled and then we went back to the car.
"What did she say Darry?" I asked. He looked at me, deciding whether to tell me or not.
"We'll talk at home, ok Pony." I just nodded knowing this situation was only getting worse.
"Look Pony, you only have a month and a half to live. That the cancer was spreading too fast and there is too much." Darry said and started to sob. I stood there shocked. So many things I wanted to do, to see, to hear, and to be.
I fell to the floor bawling. Soda and Darry pulled me into their hug. This couldn't be happening I thought. I didn't want to die. I didn't want my brothers to go through anymore pain; we've been through too much. Why us? Why not anyone else.
"Well, why don't we make the best of my time?" I said tackling Soda. Then all of us were wrestling. I at least wanted my month and a half to be the best. And it would thanks to my brothers.
Hope you guys liked it. Please leave a review on what you think. Thanks for reading. I'll update soon. And just a few thinks. I know cancer itself doesn't make your hair fall out, that its chemotherapy. I've researched this. Lets just prtend it's cancer itself. Anyways, I hope you guys liked it. Leave any suggestions or ideas or what you thought about it. Whale, until next update, STAY GOLD XD.