Chapter 7
Anyone POV
Ponyboy finally started to wake up. Darry and Soda were talking to him, and he finally opened his eyes. He smiled, and his brothers smiled back at him. "Hey." He said, his voice a bit more hoarse than usual.
"Hey." They said back in unison. Ponyboy looked around the room, and asked, "Where am I?"
Sodapop said, "Your in the hospital."
"Why am I here?" Ponyboy asked. Soda looked at Darry, with an uncertain look. He didn't know if they should tell Ponyboy or not about the blood.
Darry did though. He told Ponyboy the story, from the bathroom to the hospital. At first, Ponyboy looked a little scared. Than he looked sad.
Pony said, "I knew it. I'm getting worse." No one really knew how to answer him. Darry opened his mouth, searching for the right words, but didn't find any.
Ponyboy asked a question that sent chills down Soda and Darry's backs. Ponyboy asked, "How much time Darry?"
Darry looked shocked, and pretended that he didn't know what Ponyboy meant. "What do you mean?" Darry asked.
Pony said, "You know Darry. How much longer before⦠I die."
Darry said, "I honestly don't know little buddy." Soda cut in with, "Please don't talk like that Ponyboy! Your not going to die anytime soon! Don't say you will. We already lost mom and dad, and I'm not just going to sit here and watch you go as well! So please, don't talk like that anymore!"
Ponyboy listened to Soda. He dropped the subject. Even though Soda and Pony both knew that nothing they did would save Ponyboy. No matter how much someone wanted to help Ponyboy, they were helpless. This thing could kill him, and nothing could ever change that.
The doctor walked in, and said, "May I speak with his guardian?"
Darry followed him out of the room, and closed the door behind him.
The doctor looked at Darry, and said, "We did a few more tests on him, and he's way worse than the last time he was here. By the looks of it, now, I'm really sorry, but it looks like there is a time limit."
Darry listened to the doctor, as his eyes got a bit watery.
The doctor continued, "It looks like Ponyboy only has about a month. Two at most. Now, there is also hope. There is a chance where he still could take chemotherapy. You are running out of time though. If he is going to do chemo, he has to make up his mind soon."
"Will chemo save him?" Darry asked.
The doctor said, "Due to how far Ponyboy's cancer already is, I'd say that it is no more than a 50/50 chance. The thing is, though, if chemo does work, it might shrink down the cancer enough where surgery would have a better chance at removing it. If chemo doesn't work, we would just stop using it. It's up to you. It is a 50/50 chance, but if it works, it might save a life, and it might not."
Darry nodded, and said, "Let me talk to my brother." Darry went back into the room, and walked over to Ponyboy.
He said, "Ponyboy, you still have a chance to take chemo. It might help you Pony. It's a
50/50 chance though. If it helps, you could live Pony. If it doesn't, you would just stop using it. Please take it Ponyboy."
Ponyboy looked ready to cry, and said, "If it's only a 50/50 chance, than there is no purpose on wasting money."
"Don't worry about money, Ponyboy. I got that covered. Please take it."
Ponyboy said, "So, if it doesn't work, you'd just take me off of it?" The doctor nodded, and said, "Ponyboy, you only have a month or two left. You need to make up your mind soon."
Ponyboy said, "If it's enough money, I'll do it."
Darry and Soda smiled, and the doctor said, "Okay. Darrel, I'll give you a schedule of when he needs to come in for treatment. Let's hope this works."
Monica, Tess, and Andrew were in the back of the room, listening to the whole thing.
Monica whispered to the two other Angels, "Do you think that this will work?"
Tess said, "I don't know Monica. I hope so. But it's not up to us. It's up to God now, and God will do what is best. If that means it doesn't work, than it doesn't work. If it does, it does." Monica nodded. So did Andrew.
"I hope he gets better. I can't bear to see him suffer anymore." Said Monica.
Tess said, "Well, Monica. That is why God brought us here. Were here to end Ponyboy's suffering. If that means through chemo, than it means through chemo. If it means take him to heaven, than we have to do our part, and take him to heaven."
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Darry POV
The schedule said that Ponyboy's first day of treatment was in a few days. I hope this works. If it doesn't... Then Ponyboy might not get better.
Ponyboy was able to come home today too. We drove Monica, Tess, and Andrew to our house as well. When we got there, I went to my room, and worked on my book.
I added some more stuff in my book. I added about the blood, and the chemo. I also wrote to God about how thankful I am for my brothers. I wrote, 'God, thank you so much for my brothers. They mean the world to me. Please don't take them away from me. You already took mom and dad. Please don't take Ponyboy. But, God, he's suffering. If that means heaven for him, I guess it must be for the best.'
I just wrote down random things about my brothers, and why I was thankful for the time I had with them.
I hoped that Ponyboy still had more time.
