Hello my lovely readers, I have come with another chapter. I hope you like it.
SWEARING! To anyone who cares, I'm sorry of you are offended.
This is still at the hospital in case that's not clear right away.
Remember that this is not set in the 50's or 60's, and it is clear in this chapter if you catch it.
I don't own the Outsiders
Sodapop POV
"What the fuck do you mean we're not having a rumble?" Dallas screamed with anger.
"Dal, keep it down, we're in a..."
"I don't give a shit where we are! I want answers!" Dallas was madder that I had seen him in a long time.
I sighed and spoke with caution," Look Dal, I know we've been planning this for a while, but Ponyboy..."
"Who cares what the kid thinks? This has nothing to do with him!" Dally said. Two-Bit looked up confused.
"Well actually..." Two-Bit said, but Dally turned around and glared at him, shutting him up good. This time, Steve got up and said something.
"Look I'm with Dallas. We can't let them Socs boss us around. The kid'll get over it. And how are we going to convince Shepard? He's already getting ready," Steve said. I understood his point, but I don't think he understood mine.
Now, don't get me wrong, I love a good rumble. Action is something I live for, and getting revenge on those Socs is on the top of my list at the moment. But seeing the look on Ponyboy's face when I told him about the rumble is something I had been thinking about.
"I know, I know, but it's too soon. I mean, there's too much at stake here," I said, trying to reason with them.
"What did Darry say?" Two-bit said.
"What about Darry?" We all turned around to see Darry standing behind us. He looked like he just got off work, "And what are y'all talking about? I can hear you down the hall,"
"We're talking about the rumble we're not having and how Dally's mad because he is on a quest for revenge and this is ruining his plan," Two-Bit said plainly.
"Shut it Two-Bit," Steve said.
"Hey," Two-Bit said defensivly, "the man asked a question,"
Darry rolled his eyes, "Yeah we're not fighting,"
"And why not?" Dally asked with anger in his voice, "This isn't just about you Curtis. It's because of those Socs I was cuffed in the middle of the night for something I didn't do, so you're not the only one taking this personally,"
"Because I already have one kid brother in the hospital, and I sure as hell ain't gonna have another kid brother joining him," Darry sighed and started again, "Look, as much as I wanna pound their heads in the wall, which believe me I do, we need to be careful now. The state is watching over more than every,"
"Well then stay out of it! The rest of us can fight," Dally said, looking and Steve and Two-Bit.
"Dally," Darry started, "Do you really want Johnny to fight?"
Dally just looked at him for a second. He said nothing and walked away, his eyes piercing with anger. Since he got out of the cooler, Dally seems angrier than ever. He's been in jail so many times, I didn't think he would mind anymore.
Darry sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. Johnny came walking through the door.
"What's wrong with Dal?" Johnny asked quietly.
"Many things dear child, many things," Two-Bit said. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, well the nurse said visiting hours are over, and only family can stay," He continued. And so with that, the three of them left, leaving Darry and me. It always bothered me how only "family" can stay, as if the rest of the gang isn't family.
I looked at Darry. He had dark circles under his eyes, and he needed to shave.
"Jeez superman, you're looking more like a werewolf than a mighty superhero right now," I commented grinning.
He playfully smacked me in the head, "Watch it little buddy. I'm going to check on Ponyboy. Poor kid's probably dying to get out,"
I nodded and Darry walked out of the waiting room. He works too hard. I sat there, looking around, thinking about the whole week, but mostly last Friday...
"Where is he?" Darry said, "It's midnight and he's not home,"
"Calm down Darry, I'm sure he'll be here soon. He probably lost track of the time. You know how he gets when he goes to the movies,"
"All I know is that he had better come home soon..."
A few hours later, the cops came knocking on our door...just like when our folks died. But I didn't want to think about them while I was waiting for my brother to get out of the hospital. It hurt too much. Plus Sandy leaving wasn't making anything better. I just shook my head and tried to get the thought of her out of my head.
So I sat there in silence for a moment, until I couldn't anymore. I can't waste time sitting around, so I got up to something in the vending machine. I looked inside and saw a chocolate bar. Perfect.
Until, it got stuck that is. I tried banging on it but nothing would come out. Are you kidding me? I thought. Vending machines hate me.
"Do you need help?" I voice asked. I turned around and saw the same girl with short brown hair, and green shirt from before. She just looked at me, faintly amused.
"Um...," Was all I could manage to say. So she walked over and banged on the machine, making the candy fall.
"You're really bad at this," She said with a smirk.
"Hey cut me some slack, I'm having a rough time," I said, feeling my face get hot.
"Yeah I can tell, the nurses and I heard you guys from down the hall," She said handing me the chocolate.
I blushed a little, "Oh, sorry about that. But I'm surprised no one said anything,"
She shrugged, "Ah, it's no problem. Yeah, they wanted me to come yell at you guys to shut up, because your friend scares them. But I was playing Angry Birds, so I didn't feel like it,"
"Yeah, Dallas can be scary," I grinned and rolled my eyes. She looked a little young to be a nurse, "So, do you work here or something?"
"My mother makes my sister and I volunteer. Says it's good for us. But I actually don't mind it," She said. She talked funny. I thought if she was my age, then I would probably have seen her at school before I dropped out.
"How come I've never seen you around town before?" I said. "My family moved here about two months ago, from Chicago,"
"That explains the accent," I said with a smirk. It sort of reminded me of when Dally moved into Tulsa.
She put her hands on her hips, "Hey, I don't have an accent, it's you people with the weird vocabulary,"
I laughed and put my hands up defensively, "Okay, sorry. I'm Sodapop by the way,"
"I'm Emily,"
Ponyboy POV
"Bob, what did you do?"
"Oh my god kid, I didn't mean it. Honestly, I'm so sorry..."
"Call the cops,"
"And say what?"
"I don't know, just call and we'll make a run for it,"
"You really did it this time Bob..."
I woke up panting and my hands were shaking. I shot up from the bed and a pain came to my side. I hated being here, I hated it so much. I almost started bawling but I looked and saw Darry sleeping in a chair by the bed and I didn't want to wake him up.
He shouldn't be here. He should be at home, sleeping in his bed, not some hard plastic chair. It wasn't fair. I looked at the clock, it read 1:13am. I stayed awake for a moment, trying to steady my breath. It's been getting harder for me to sleep because I keep thinking about that night.
"Bob, what did you do?"
I shuddered, and tried to go back to sleep.
I think you can see where I'm going with this. I hope you don't mind the new character, but it didn't feel right focusing this story only on Ponyboy when I could do so much for everyone else. I usually don't like when new characters are added, but this is not going to be the focus of the story. I know Darry and Dallas didn't have a big role in this, but they will have bigger ones in the future. I'm just trying to figure out a good place for them, and I don't want to rush things too much. With that being said I hope you likes it, please let me know what you think.
