I could hear someone walking into the living room the next morning, but I didn't know who it was. I opened my eyes to see a blonde head disappear into the kitchen. I smiled and tip toed after Pony boy.
"Hey, hero." I wrapped my arms around Pony and gave him a small kiss on the cheek. He instantly went stiff and jerked away. "What the…" I didn't have time to finish my thought, because Two-Bit and Steve came barreling through the door. The attacked Pony, while I continued to glare at Ponyboy, trying to figure out what his problem was.
"Dusty, you knew where he was all along, didn't you?" Steve turned to face me, his fingers hooked into the belt loops of his jeans. I continued to glare at Ponyboy, who had his head down. Anger was building inside of me, and I had to get out.
"Yeah. I did." I spun on my heel and walked toward the door.
"What was that all about?" I herd Two-Bit whisper.
"I think I know." Pony's low voice rang in my ears, and I knew I was going to burst. The sound of his soft foot steps behind me didn't help either. "Dusty! Wait." I broke into a run, even though I knew Pony was faster than me. Ponyboy had me on the ground in a second.
"Get off me." I easily shoved his body away. I started running again, and this time I didn't hear foot steps following me. What I herd was the low growl of a motorcycle
"Need a ride?" I twisted my head to see a guy with dark shades and rusty red hair. The Motorcycle Boy came to a complete halt and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Uhh…" I was tired, weary, and on the brink of breaking down. "I don't know." I collapsed on the grass. "I just don't know." Much to my surprise, he sat down right next to me.
"I saw you running. Running from that kid." I shook my head and jumped up.
"I'm fine."
"Doesn't seem like it." I gave him a cold glare that would send anybody running with their tails in between their legs. The Motorcycle Boy broke into hysterics. I wasn't mad, I was furious.
"If looks could kill, you would be the best murderess in the world." The Motorcycle Boy leaped up beside me and gently took my arm. "Come on, you don't need to walk to where you're going." I let out a sigh of defeat and straddled the back of his bike.
"The hospital." I didn't want to go there, but something deep down inside of me told me I had to.
The Motorcycle Boy had dropped me off at the entrance, smiling. I turned to him, annoyed. "Why do you always have that crazy grin on your face?" I demanded. HE still smiled.
"Why do you always have that cold look in your eyes?" I dug the toes of my shoe into the concrete, trying to release the tension this guy was causing to build in me. "I don't suppose you'll want a drink tonight?" I kicked the sidewalk again.
"When hell freezes over." The Motorcycle Boy laughed and drove off, with that crazy grin still on his face.
I ran through the hospital until I found Johnny, ignoring the warnings of nurses. I didn't pause outside his door, because I knew that if I did, I would chicken out. "Johnny!" I stood frigid in the door frame as Johnny opened one eye at me.
"Dusty?" I swallowed hard and sat in the chair next to Johnny's bed.
"Look Johnny, I'm sorry. About what I said yesterday, I mean. I was just… just…"
"It's all right, Dusty." Johnny's raw hand came to rest on mine. I felt a warm tear roll down my cheeks, and I quickly whipped it away. "So how's Ponyboy?" I knife stabbed my heart. I knew at that moment that I didn't like Ponyboy at all.
"He's…okay." Yeah, I didn't like Pony. I loved him. I hated to love him. More tears where starting to pour down my face, and they where falling too fast for me to wipe them away.
"Come on, Dusty, what's wrong?" I shook my head and tried to fight the tears.
"It…j-just hurts s-s-so much!" I was getting his sheets soaking wet. When I finally got myself under control, I looked up at Johnny, who looked scared out of his skin. "Sorry. I'm okay now." Johnny's expression went from scared to confuse in a matter of seconds.
"Are you sure?" Johnny's eyes where round and understanding, and I couldn't imagine why I hated him before.
"I don't know." I herd a voice that made me freeze. I looked at Johnny with glacier eyes, and then outside. Ponyboy and Two-Bit where arguing with some nurses, and I thought I was going to pass out. "Sorry, Johnny. But I gotta go." I slipped out before he could protest. I hopped that the other guys didn't see me.
I kept on running through the corridors, until I herd a mean, familiar voice.
"No way are you putting a tube in me, pal." I turned sharply to see a doctor walk out of a room. I didn't have to ask who was in it. I slammed the door behind me and stared at my brother with red, puffy eyes.
"What the hell happened with you? You look like Sylvia after she goes on a sobbing spree." I walked up to him and slammed my hand into his head.
"Shut up! What's the matter with you, any way? Don't you feel any compassion?" Dally was staring at me wild eyed and confused.
"Do I want to know why you're acting like a bitch?" I sat down in the chair and continued to glare at Dal.
"No."
"Is it something I'll find out about?"
"Probably. Why do you care, any way?" Dally threw his hands up in the air.
"Why do you always ask that? I'm your brother, stupid. I have to care. But most of the time you wont let me."
"You don't want to care so why should I waste your time?" Dally flashed me an evil grin.
"You're personal life gives me great entertainment." I had to laugh at this, because my life was like one of those sappy, depressing movies. "You got a light?"
"Get your own cigarettes. I mumbled. I took out two lights, but was cut of.
"No smoking." A nurse with curly red hair crossed her hands over he chest and glared at us.
"Come on, lady. Give us a break." The nurse shook he head and walked outside. With my cigarettes.
"Thanks a lot." I said sarcastically.
"Ask Two-Bit to swipe you a pack." Dally motioned toward the door, where Two-Bit and Ponyboy stood. I felt my mouth drop, and Pony looked surprised too.
"Hey, Dal. How are you doing?" Two-Bit went over to shake Dallas' hand. My eyes where still locked on Ponyboy's, like we where in a trance.
"Hey, kid. Are you coming in or staring at Dusty all day?" The trance was broken, and Pony scurried inside.
"I gotta go." I announced. Dally had a look of confusion on his face.
"You just got here."
"Dal, I really got to go." My eyes wondered over to Ponyboy. I couldn't stand to be in the same room as him, I couldn't. I ran out of the hospital room, away from my greatest fear of love.
