I know I should be working on my other stories, but I'm on a really horrible writers block, so please forgive me for not updating. Also it's my Birthday so I decided to post this as a gift. Hope you enjoy the story. Whale, Stay Gold XD.

Sodapop's P.O.V.

My whole family had cancer. My mom, dad, my brother Darry, and me. Except for my little brother Ponyboy. I was actually glad he didn't get cancer. He was going to make something of himself. He was going to go places and do things and have opportunities none of us would ever have. He was going to be more than a greaser, a JD, or a hood. He was going to prove everybody that just saw him as a no good greaser wrong. He was going to be somebody.

The rest of us were going to live the rest of our life with cancer. The thing is though is that I had to get my leg cut off because I had a type of cancer called osteosarcoma. It was horrible when we found out we had to cut off my leg. I really couldn't imagine having my leg off. But Pony helps me limp everywhere most of the time. Either that or I'm in a wheel chair.

But one day was weird. Mom told us to pack up. I didn't know why, but I did. Pony helped me to my room then left to pack his stuff. I put in all the clothes I would need and somehow managed to fit it in one bag. I don't have a lot of clothes, but they wouldn't just fit one bag. It was weird. But I just ignored it, maybe I threw out some clothes.

I started saying bye to the gang. We were all laughing and telling jokes. I thought we would all be sad and devastated that we had to leave. I guess we we're just trying to make the best out of it. I started limping towards the living room when Pony came to me.

"Here Soda, let me help you." Pony put my arm around him and we went to the living room.

"Thanks Pony." I said

"No problem, what are brothers for?" He grinned at me and I grinned back. Once we go into the living room, that's when I saw mom crying her eyes out. I guess Pony didn't notice because he was still grinning. Right when Pony left I went over to mom.

"Mom, whats wrong?" I asked. She looked me in the eyes and I wanted to cry myself. It broke my heart seeing my mom sad and bawling her eyes out.

"Ponyboy." Was all she managed to cry out. I just hugged her for a while, giving her comfort. I couldn't think why she was crying over Ponyboy. He was here a second ago grinning so big his face could have split in half.

"Ponyboy what mom?" I asked when she looked like she managed her sobs.

"Ponyboy has cancer." She finally managed out. I just froze. He couldn't have cancer. He just couldn't. It was impossible. There's no way. He couldn't have it. But he can still make something of himself. He'll just live with the cancer like the rest of us. He'll still get to do great things. But I had to make sure. That's when I felt tears wanting to come out of my eyes and I tried to keep them back.

"Mom, is he going to live with it like the rest of us?" I asked. I was scared. Scared she would say no. Scared Pony won't have a chance. Scared he won't get to carry out his dreams. Scared Pony won't get to make something out of himself. Scared of losing him.

"I'm sorry baby. But he won't live with it." That's when silent tears managed to leak out of my eyes. That's impossible. This isn't real, it just couldn't be. This is just a horrible nightmare, or a sick joke. It's not fair. It's just not.

"How much time does he have?" I asked, my voice shaky.

"20 days." she cried out. That's when I collapsed on to the floor, full-out bawling my eyes out. This just wasn't happening, it just couldn't be happening. This isn't real. Moms joking. She's going to grin and say "Got ya." and we'll laugh over it. But she never did. She was coming over to comfort me, but I just moved away. Then I broke. I just started hitting the wall.

" NO," I started screaming," HE CANT HAVE CANCER. IT'S IMPOSSIBLE. HE HAS TO LIVE. HE WAS GOING TO BE SOMEONE. HE WAS GOING TO MAKE SOMETHING OUT OF HIMSELF. HE WAS GOING TO GO PLACES AND GET OPPORTUNITIES. HE WAS GOING TO PROVE EVERYBODY WRONG. HE DOESN'T EVEN DESERVE THIS. HE WON'T DIE. I'LL RIP OUT THE TUMORS IF I HAVE TO. HE JUST WON'T DIE. HE NEEDS TO LIVE. IT'S NOT FAIR. IT'S JUST NOT FAIR.

I kept punching the wall harder and harder each time. I couldn't take it. My hands were soon covered with blood and I sat by the wall, which had so many holes, and cried my eyes out. It just wasn't fair. Pony doesn't need this. He still just a kid whose going to be someone. A kid whose going to go places. A kid who was going to make everyone proud.

Someone then put their hand on my shoulder. Right when I was going to push away they spoke.

"I'm ok with it Soda." Pony said. I just looked at him, then nodded. I don't know how he could be so brave.

I guess Darry heard the news because he came over to us, silent tears rolling down on his face. He sat down on my other side and we all just hugged. We just bawled our eyes out and hugged.

I couldn't believe this was happening. I really just couldn't believe it. This just had to be a dream. A realistic dream that I'll wake up from.

Dreams Can Be Realistic, Right?

IMPORTANT! MUST READ.
I know people have special types of cancer, but for this story they just have cancer. Whale, except for Soda. You'll see at the end why i put it like that. Also I know its confusing, but its suppose to be like that, at the end everything will make sense so bear with me.

I'm not sure if I should leave it there or continue it to be a two-shot. So please tell me what you think. And tell me what you thought of the story itself. If you guys do want another chapter I'll post it in about 2-5 days the latest. Sorry about the long wait, I'm really busy.
Whale, until next update,
 STAY GOLD XD.