Darry's POV
I was just walking down the street when Dallas came to my encounter and we both started to walk towards my house, where my brothers and our friends would probably be there goofing around. Approaching the lot we suddenly suddenly saw a recognizable figure laying on the ground and 5 Socs kicking him in his chest. He was barely breathing or unconscious. Stepping forward we realized that it was Two Bit.
"Shit Darry!"- swore Dallas. He had the angriest look on his face and started running towards the Socs. He then motioned for me to look at his leg which was doubled in different angles.
"Get that pipe the hell out of him! Don't you dare touch him again!"- I shouted
"You wanna fight? Come on! I said fight! Or are you too coward to fight fair? huh?" - screamed Dallas. As soon as he walked towards the Socs they started running, leaving us alone and astonished. That moment didn't last long as we soon realized that Two Bit hadn't move. We needed to know how hurt he was.
"Two Bit? Buddy? You with us? " - He still hadn't make a noise and as soon as Dallas reached his face to try and wake him up he winced.
"Come on Two Bit, you gotta wake up"
"Dare?" - he whispered as he tried to get up, failing and almost hitting his head but luckily Dallas was there and managed to put our buddy's head on his lap. When it comes to the gang, all the toughness can be gone if you can help them by being soft.
"And Dally too, try to stay still, okay Two Bit? " said Dallas as I began to examine his wounds.
"What hurts buddy?" - I asked. I could already see that his face was pretty bruised up and by the sound of his breathing you could he had some broken ribs but his leg was what concerned me the most.
"Everything" - he whispered.
"Darry, I think we need to get him to the hospital." - Dallas told me worried. I knew I had to do something soon cause our buddy could bleed to death otherwise. At a glance we both knew what to do so I nodded at him and lowered down so I could easily talk to our buddy, who was now losing consciousness.
"Two? hey we are going to get you up okay?"
"I do...don't think I can walk Darry, everything is spinning a heck of a lot and my leg..."
"What?" - I inquired already thinking the worst
"I can't feel it, but at the same time it feels like it's burning"- he said with his eyes welled up with tears.
"Dallas" - I urgent. He looks at me and understands.
"We'll carry you okay? This is going to hurt buddy, just hold tight. We need to get you to my house."He nods and we proceed to take him. As soon as we start to lift him up he screams in agony.
"Put me down, put me down! Please! It hurts like hell! Dally, Darry!" - I looked at Dallas an he shot me a worried and doubtful glance.
"It's okay bud, there's no use in going home taking the truck and bringing it back here, we need to get you home as soon as possible and then take you to the hospital okay?" - he nods briefly and I squeeze his hand in an attempt to comfort him.
Just after we begin to walk again, he passes out and we begin to walk faster. Soon our house comes into sight and Steve's car is already there. I leave Two Bit lying on the back sit with Dallas hovering by the door, watching him while I tell the others the news. As I walk toward my house I begin to think about what's happened to us lately. I can only hope Two Bit recovers soon from this. I doubt he'll be like Johnny was after being beat up, but I had never seen him so shook up. At least one thing is for sure. The Socs won't get away easily from this. No one hurts the gang and is left without punishment.