Hello everyone, this is Kylelover101 and Shattered Aura, with Chapter Three. The Curtis Parents will make an appearance.

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Chapter 3- Superman, Don't You Cry

And just as their thoughts were done, in walked the doctor, straight toward the Curtis brothers.

"Curtis?" He called. Darry looked up, waving. The doctor looked older than forty with his salt and pepper hair. He certainly matched the doctor look with his white coat and utensils draped around his neck. In his hand he held a clip board which he handed to Darry.

"My name is Dr. Hollis, I was your parent's surgeon."

Was? Darry gulped, looking at the papers. The fine print had words like: busted ribs, torn ligaments, major blood loss. Darry couldn't stomach it.

"What's this?" Darry asked.

"Since you're Nineteen, an adult seen by the State Of Oklahoma, you're the only one who can grant us permission to operate more." Dr. Hollis continued. Ponyboy whimpered, digging his face into Soda's shirt. Soda subbed his back, his eyes wide as he caught a glimpse of the paper.

"What about my parents?" Soda asked. "Will they be okay?"

Dr. Hollis nodded. "They will live, but their conditions are critical at the moment."

Ponyboy dared to ask, "How-how did they crash?" Dr. Hollis sucked in a breath as he pulled up a chair to the three brothers, ready to explain to them what happened. It seems Mr. And Mrs. Curtis were on their way out for the evening when their breaks stopped working. They came up to a slope and missed the turn completely, tumbling down the hill on to nearby train tracks.

"Thankfully the train wasn't going too fast and stopped immediately, although it did lots of damage to the vehicle such as breaking glass and erupting the metal material that not only trapped your parents, but did some damage to their bodies as well." Dr. Hollis explained.

Ponyboy sobbed, breathing quickly that not even with Soda's back rubbing could calm him down.

Darry didn't look up from the papers, still in shock.

"When authorities arrived with an ambulance, they had suffered from blood loss and multiple wounds. One of them was a sharp piece of window that nearly went through Mrs. Curtis' heart. It missed her thankfully."

Soda gulped, bile had reeked to his throat, but he kept it down.

"Mr. Curtis is dealing with a fractured leg, a broken left arm and his right hand is bandaged. Both of them are asleep with the help of pain killers and other drugs we need to inject, only with your permitting approval though, Darrel." Dr. Hollis asked.

Darry lifted his shaking hand, giving the Doctor his signature. Forget about College, his parents needed the money more. Dr. Hollis thanked Darry and left to round up a team of nurses to help him while Darry held a Sobbing Ponyboy and a petrified Soda close to him.

"I should of. . . ." Soda started. "Oh God, Darry. . . I knew I should have fixed the breaks."

Darry shook his head. "This is no one's fault, Soda." Soda ignored Darry, believing in the accusations floating around in his head. Ponyboy however, felt a burning sadness in his heart. The fear of loosing his parents had now engraved in the back of his mind, clawing and scratching at his skull. And Darry. . . Darry tried hard not to cry.

Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't. . . cry. Superman, doesn't cry. He told himself.

Darry was the one to break the news to Johnny, Dallas, Steve and Two-Bit as to what happened to his parents. Johnny's eyes widened, Two-Bit cursed, Steve gazed at the ground, dumbfounded; and Dallas. Dallas took a deep breath in and didn't let it out for a long time. When he did, he stomped out of the hospital, no one went after him. They figured he needed some space.

"So, what's going to happen now?" Steve asked.

"They're going to operate on my Mother. Then for Dad, I don't know really. He was the least damaged, but he has a fractured leg and a broken arm. For now, I need to cancel my plans for college until Dad can work again and Mom is well."

Two-Bit nodded. "Darry, what can we do to help?"

Darry bit his lip, he wasn't ever in charge for situations like this. Babysitting, yeah, but never taking a role as a parent.

"For now, I need the house clean." Darry softly spoke.

"We'll do it." Two-Bit nodded. "Steve, Johnny and I will have the house clean by the time you guys get home tonight."

"What about Dallas?" Johnny asked, looking back at the door Dallas had left out of.

"He's a big boy, leave him alone." Steve spoke. "We'll worry about him after the house is clean." Johnny nodded meekly and Darry patted his head.

"Thanks guys, I'm going to stay here over-night in case they wake up. Two-Bit, I want you back here at seven, visiting hours are over then. Come pick up Ponyboy and Sodapop."

Two-Bit nodded. "Alright, Dar. Let's go, I need a beer."

Ponyboy's green-grey eyes were red with irritation from all the crying he did. Soda had some tears, but whipped them away immediately. He and Ponyboy sat in the hallway a few rooms away from their parents. The operation for Mrs. Curtis had finished a while ago and they were waiting for the results.

"Soda, I'm scared." Ponyboy sniffed after a while of not talking.

Soda nodded, biting his nip. He brought Ponyboy closer to him, letting the little Greaser rest his head on his chest.

"Me too, Pony." Soda felt more guilty than scared. It was his fault. None of this would have happened if he and Steve had just replaced the breaks before going in for dinner; or they could have at least warned their dad about the breaks. Soda felt sick.

"I'm gonna' hurl." He quickly spoke before running to find a bathroom.

Ponyboy was taken by surprise when Soda took off, his first instinct was to run after him, but he saw a nurse walking his way.

"Um excuse me." He asked.

The brunette nurse turned to Ponyboy.

"Um, my parents are in there. Are they alright?" he asked. The nurse looked solemn at the boy. She had worked on a different set of parents that had died in a fire, completely unrelated to Ponyboy, but she didn't know that and he didn't know she worked on someone else's parents.

"Oh, my dear." She softly spoke, crouching down to him. "Honey. . .your parents passed away."

Ponyboy gasped, his heart skipping a beat. He couldn't help as tears came falling from his eyes and he bawled. Not caring he was drawing attention to himself. He was told his parents were dead. He was an orphan!

Luckily Darry came running down the hallway hearing his baby brother crying.

"Ponyboy, what's wrong?" He asked.

"Mama!" Ponyboy sobbed. "She's. . . she and Daddy are gone!"

Darry looked at the nurse, confused. "What?!"

She nodded. "I'm sorry sir, they didn't make it. The burns and severs cuts were-" Darry was confused. What burns? His parents didn't suffer from burn wounds.

"No, no. My parents were in a car accident." Darry clarified.

The nurse's eyes widened. "You're not The Wasta Family?" She asked.

"No, no." Darry sighed, in relief. "We're the Curtis'." He held Ponyboy close as the boy shivered and sobbed.

"It's okay, Ponyboy. It wasn't Mom or Dad. Not our parents." Darry soothed. Ponyboy looked up, confused as large tear drops fell from his irritated eyes.

"They're. . . not dead?" He asked.

Darry nodded, "Yes, Pony. Mom and Dad aren't dead." God, if felt nice to say that. Ponyboy just started crying again, hugging Darry around the neck, burying his face. Darry hugged Ponyboy back and didn't let go until he was sure Pony had stopped crying.

"Hey. . . where's Soda?" Darry asked.

It's all your fault!

You did this!

They would've died because of you!

Sodapop stopped reeking into the toilet after a while. He took slow deep breaths to calm himself down. Allowing salty tears to trace his cheek, landing on the floor.

You're a worthless mechanic and a horrible son!

He'd never let himself forget how he almost killed his parents. He was a horrible, unforgivable waste of human space.

After he splashed some water on his face to cool himself off and regained himself; he walked back to Darry and Soda.

"Where were you?" Darry asked.

"Uh. . .bathroom." Soda spoke, not meeting Darry's eyes. Darry was about to say something when Dr. Hollis returned.

"Well boys, the operation was. . . " He trailed off, taking a breath. Darry, Soda and Ponyboy listened closely, ready to find out about their fate that would effect the rest of their lives.

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-Shattered Aura

-Kylelover101