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"Hey Pony, I gotta go down to the court house. Soda already left. He went down to the DX." Darry explained. He was going to go apply for legal custody of his brothers. Sure that moved college out of tje picture, but it was worth it for his brothers.
"Ok." Was Pony's short response.
"I'll be right back, baby. Steve is gonna stay with you until Soda or I get back. I love you kiddo." Darry said walking out the door. Steve was sitting on the couch glaring at Pony.
"What, What'd I do?" Pony asked confused.
" Last night, I know that was just an act to get Soda's attention." Steve bitterly spat.
"What, you think I wanted them to have to get up?" Pony questioned innocently.
"Don't play dumb, kid. I know you wanted the attention. Now that your parents are gone you won't be able to get it from them. So you're going to play it up from Soda and Darry. You probavly don't even care that they're gone, as long as its about you." Steve's words stung Pony's heart. How could he think that.
"Why do you think that?" Pony asked in a hurt voice.
"Its obvious, everyone would be better off without you." Those words stuck to Pony, and they hurt more than any physical pain ever could. He thought about the other night. Maybe he should've just done it.
"I won't bug you anymore." Pony replied trying to keep the tears at bay.
"Good." Steve glared. Pony hung his head, and walked to his room. Now he was convinced he was a problem, his brother's were just to nice to tell him.
Steve sat there thinking about what he had said to Pony. It's not like he meant to be so harsh, but it just sorta happened, and it felt good. That sounded mean, but it did.
"I guess I should go apologize." Steve mumbled to himself. He walked to Pony's room, and tried to open the door, but it was locked. 'Fine, I won't apologize' Steve thought. He walked away. Not too long after Darry got home. When he walked in he looked around the room.
"Where is Ponyboy?" Darry asked noticing that he wasn't in the room.
"He's in his room, Darry. Why don't you relax, he's not a baby. He can take care of himself." Steve stated. Darry ignored him going straight to Pony's room. He tried the knob, but it was locked. Now Darry was panicked.
"Pony kiddo, open the door." No response came. Darry ran into the family room grabbed the keys, and ran back to Pony's room. When he opened the door Pony was laying on the bed asleep. Darry went, and sat on the bed. He shook his baby brother, and realized he'd been crying. He also noticed a broken picture, and a red liquid on ton the shards.
"Come on, Pony. Wake up!" Darry said frantically shaking Ponyboy. He stirred slightly, and landed a hazey stare on Darry.
"Darry?" Pony asked barley above a whisper.
"Yeah kiddo, its me." Darry informed, checking over Pony's body. He picked up his left arm, causing Pony to hiss in pain. Darry pulled his hand away quickly. When he pulled it back he noticed the red liquid on his hand.
"That hurt, Dar." Pony explained.
"I know, kiddo. You gotta tell me what happened." Darry said examing Pony's arm again. It was a deep cut, and it had bled a lot. He needed a hospital.
"I dropped the picture. When I picked it up a piece of it cut my arm." Pony explained.
"Why didn't you tell Steve? Pony, I'm taking you to the hospital. You're losing too much blood." Darry informed.
"He said I was a bother. I didn't want to make him mad." He informed his oldest brother as he picked him up. This made Darry furious. If he'd gotten there any later his baby brother could've bled out.
"Don't ever think like that. You are not a bother." Darry said.
"I'm tired." Was Pony's only response. This made Darry go even faster.
"Don't go to sleep, okay." He sternly told his baby brother. "Steve get the car started. We're going to the hospital." Steve was about to ask why, but then he saw Ponyboy's small frame in Darry's arms. He started to feel really bad. What if this was all his fault? Steve drove, and Darry held Pony, who was on the verge of passing out in his lap. The 18 minute drive seemed more like 8 hours. Pong was unconscious when they reached the hospital. Darry didn't even wait for the car to stop before getting out, and running inside.
"I need a doctor right now!" Darry frantically exclaimed.
Nurses rushed around him. One called for a gurney, it was there within in seconds. Pony was placed on it, and wheeled off. A young dark haired women handed Darry papers to fill out right when Steve walked in.
"Is he ok?" Steve asked nonchalantly. Darry walked up to Steve expressionless.
"I don't know." Darry informed, anger present in his voice.
"I'm so-" Steve was cut off by a punch to the face." What was that for?" Steve asked holding his nose.
"This is all your fault." Darry spat.
"How?" A confused Steve asked.
"You told him he was a bother." Steve's face turned guilty.
"H-he didn't d-so that to himself, d-did he?" Steve stuttered.
"No, but he didn't want to bother you after he got cut. He coulda died if I hadn't showed up when I did." Darry said, calming down. Steve said nothing. H e just sat there feeling guilty.
" Why don't you go call Soda." Darry suggested. While Steve was calling Soda the doctor came out.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Trent. I stiched Ponyboy up. it was fairly deep, but nothing that won't heal. He is getting a blood transfusion, just to be safe. So he will need to stay for a few hours to make sure he doesn't have an allergic reaction. You can go see him now if you want." He informed the oldest Curtis.
After a few hours they were allowed to go home. Pony would be fine, but just wait till Soda got the whole story.
Hope this wasn't too bad, Thank you!