Chapter 11 will be on rush delivery if you can forgive this very late chapter. :)
"Is he down at the jail?" I asked.
"Yeah. They said he could be out on bail, if we could pay it." Darry said.
"Well pay it! Pay it!"
"I'm afraid we can't Pony."
"Bail was never too much. How much is it?"
"T-ten thousand dollars." Darry said quietly, probably hoping I couldn't hear.
"Uhh..." It hit me in the face and I vomited on the floor. If you could call it that. There wasn't much in my stomach.
"Uh, Steve, can you?" Darry said, picking me up and walking towards my room.
"Yeah. Sure Darry." Steve started cleaning up my mess. I thought dimly about making a huge "THANK YOU" poster for all the guys. They've taken good care of me. Darry laid me on my bed and walked away. I heard water running then he cleaned off my face.
"Darry. What are we gonna do about Johnny?" I whispered. My voice was really weak.
"I don't know, kid."
"What about the bail? He can't stay in jail until the trial! I know what happens in jail, Darry!"
"It's okay, Ponyboy. He's just down at the station for now. They're giving us a week to get the bail."
"A week won't be enough!"
"Maybe not. But we have to try. Eh?"
"I guess. Do you know anybody who has that much money?"
"No."
I breathed rapidly. My head was feeling light again. I laid my head down and went to sleep.
--Dream--
My bed's so cold, so lonely
No arms, just sheets to hold me
Has this world stopped turning?
Are we forever to be apart
Forever to be apart...
Johnny's soothing voice rolled over Ponyboy as he breathed slowly. Johnny kept glancing down at Ponyboy, making smiles and blushes from both.
--End Dream--
"Hey, Ponyboy." My eyes fluttered open. Two-Bit was standing over me. He looked happy.
"Hey Two-Bit. What happened?"
"Nothing, kiddo. I, uh, I had an idea to get Johnnycake out of jail for a while."
"You what?" I sat straight up.
"I had an idea. You know that band. The one that Johnny sang with that night?"
"Um, uh. Bullet something."
"Yeah. They're like pretty good friends, right?"
"I think so."
"Bands are rich, right?" Two-Bit said, smiling bigger.
"Some are, yeah." My head was still a little foggy.
"Well, let's call 'em."
"We don't know where they are, Two-Bit. They could be anywhere!"
"We can find out, can't we?"
"Yeah. I hope you have some ideas, because there's nothing in my head at this moment."
"Um. Did Johnny bring a bag, or something?"
"Uh, uh. Yeah! It's in the living room!"
"Alright, you stay here, I'll go get it." Two-Bit said and walked out. I heard his boots scrape the floor and then I heard him unzip something. Then the boots scraping sound again, and Two-Bit gave me a bag to search.
In the bag, I found clothes a toothbrush and a cell phone that was off. I turned on the cell phone and looked through the phone numbers.
"Here!" I yelled.
"Here's Matt, Padge, Moose, Jay..."
"Those are the guys from T.V."
"Yeah, yeah. Go get me the phone."
"Here ya go."
"Thanks." I dialed the numbers and it rang four times.
"Ello, it's Matt."
"Matt!"
"Yes, can help you?"
"Are you the guy from the band?"
"How did you get this number? Fans are not allowed to have access to this phone line!"
"No, no, no! I'm not a fan. You're friends with Johnny Cade, right?"
"Yes, but he's in America, with his mates."
"I am one of them. Ponyboy Curtis."
"Oh. Ponyboy. Hello. Johnny's told me alot about you. What can I do you for?"
"Um. This is kind of a big favor to ask."
"Okay."
"Johnny's-in-jail-and-we-need-ten-thousand-dollars."
"Beg pardon?"
"I know it's a huge favor, but we honestly don't have the money."
"Listen. Give me your phone number. I will call as soon as we have the money. We're in Europe, but a trip to America is a small price for a friend."
My eyes teared up.
"Thank y-you so much."
"No problem, Ponyboy."
I gave Matt my number and our conversation ended. I told Two-Bit everything he said, his smile seemed too big for his face.
My law-enforcement rules and stuff like the bail and time spent in jail and all that stuff may be wrong, but we can all pretend, right? :)