Chapter 2: Doctor's orders
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Sodapop's POV
"Keith has a broken ankle and seven stitches across his forehead, but he can go home." Two-Bit was okay, he could go home tonight. What about Ponyboy? Why was he waiting so long? Was it bad?
"Ponyboy?" Darry asked quietly, his normally deep voice an octave higher.
The doctor glanced sympathetically at me. "He has a broken arm, four broken ribs, a concussion, and a collapsed lung." Collapsed lung? I may not be a genius, but I knew that wasn't good.
I leaned on Darry, not trusting myself to stand, but he didn't look much better. "Darry?" I squeaked in his ear. He shushed me and looked at the doctor.
"Can we see him now?" Darry asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
The doctor shook his head. "I'm sorry, he's in surgery for his lung. Keith is in room 138."
"Thank you Doctor," Darry said formally then turned to go to Two-Bit's room.
Darry's POV
When we went into Two-Bit's room he sat up quickly and immediately started talking. I hate his heart monitor go wild.
"Darry! I'm so sorry! It's all my fault! He tried to tell me not to, but-" words flew out of his mouth a mile a minute.
"Whoa, slow down buddy. It's okay, you can tell us later what happened," I soothed him. He took a deep breath.
"How is he? Is he alright?" Two-Bit asked slowly.
"Focus on yourself Two-Bit. Pony's alive and that's all that matters," I assured him. I carefully didn't specifically answer Two-Bit's questions, but he didn't lie or ignore him either.
"You need to rest, Doctor's orders," Sodapop told him.
"When do I get out of here?" He asked after a few moments of silence.
"I should be able to take you to the house soon," Mrs. Mathews told him as she walked in, tear tracks on her face. He nodded.
"I'll go see if I can take you home now." Mrs. Mathews said left the room in search of his doctor.
"Doctor Williams? When will Keith be released?" I could hear the conversation.
"I have the release forms right here." There was a pause as she signed and then she came back into the room.
"Ready to go Keith?"
"I'm staying here until I get to see Pony," Two-Bit said defiantly.
"Two, go home, you were in a car wreck too," I tried to convince him, but he was stubborn.
"Alright Kid, but only for a few hours until we hear something. Then you wrest." My voice was stern and commanding. He nodded.
"All I know is he's in surgery right now," Soda piped up. Great, I thought sarcastically. Two-Bit made a small chocking sound.
"Surgery for what?" He asked in a controlled husky voice.
"Collapsed lung." I resisted the urge to smack Soda.
He sucked in a breathe. "Just focus on yourself buddy. He's strong," I lied, covering up the worry inside. To be honest, inside I was terrified.
A/N: No Pony in this chapter, but he will probably be in the next chapter. Please review! Suggestions are sooo helpful and appreciated.
Aufenthalt Gold,
~Alee