~Chapter 3~ Finally! People reviewed my story! Yay!! You guys are so awesome! I luv ya!!! Anyway this is chapter 3( as if you didn't know! ) Thanks to Sodasgurl for giving me the idea for this chap! O yea, in my last chap I forgot to put that I didn't own anyone except Carly so don't sue me. Actually if you sued me all you'd get would be an apartment, a notebook of stories, and other useless junk! You don't want useless stuff do you? As always Im babbling so on with the story! Bye!
"Hey! Look!" Soda pointed straight ahead. When I saw what it was I almost fainted. Dally was laying in the middle of the three Socs and he had blood running down the side of his face.
"Dally!" I screamed and the Socs looked at me, Soda and Steve running toward them. They stepped away from Dally who was now mumbling something that I couldn't hear. "Dally!" I said again and gave Soda and Steve a nervous glance.
"Take care of Dal' we'll take care of those asses." Steve pointed to the Socs and within a minute Soda, Steve and the Socs became a blur to me as they were fighting each other. The only thing I was worried about was Dally.
"Dally," I said quietly and kneeled down beside him. Gently lifting his head and putting it in my lap I sighed. Dally was unconcious now. He had passed out. "Damnit Dally," I cursed to myself. "Now we're gonna have ta take you to the damn hospital! You know I hate hospitals!"
I looked up at Sodapop and Steve who were now standing above me. Soda had a bruise on his jaw and Steve had blood coming out of a deep cut on his hand. "You guys ok?" I noticed that they had fought the Socs off.
Soda nodded. "Hurts like hell but I think we'll live." He grinned. I found it funny that in even times like Dally being unconcious and Steve having a bloody hand that Sodapop could grin. "How's Dally?"
"He's unconcious," I paused. "I think anyway…we need to get him to a hospital." I shuddered. "I hate hospitals."
Soda put his arm around my shoulders, "Don't worry you don't have to come if you don't want too. You can go back to your Grandma's." I looked at him, gratefully for him and Steve being there.
"No. Its ok. I'll go to the hospital. But just how are we gonna get there?" Steve smirked and I had no clue what he was thinking. "Uh oh. Steve what are you thinking?" He motioned for me to follow him.
"What are you crazy?!" I yelped as Steve started hot wiring a car. Actually it was a beat up truck but it was the only car…or truck that was there. I guess that's how we planned to get to the hospital.
A few minutes later me, Soda, and Steve drug Dally to the truck and put him in the back. I sat in the back with him. "Don't worry Dallas, it'll be ok!" I stroked his head gently. Soda and Steve kept glancing back at me and Dally; I guess to see if everything was alright. "Dally, please be ok." I begged him. I knew I was trying to convince myself that it would be ok more then I was trying to convince him that it would be ok.
"Hey. What the hell happened?" Dally glanced up at me and I was glad he was not unconcious anymore. He touched his head with his right hand and cursed. "Damnit. This hurts like hell. Why am I laying back here?"
"Those Socs, they beat you up pretty bad. We're taking you to the hospital and I know you don't like the hospital but deal with it. I don't like it either but I'm goin," I quickly added,"I'm goin for you."
He tried to sit up but quickly layed back down. I looked at his brown t-shirt and noticed for the first time that it had cuts and tears on the side of it. Then I noticed that blood was running through it. "You ain't takin me the the damn hospital. No way. I ain't goin." He cursed some more.
"Dallas Winston! You are goin to the hospital and not another word about it." I felt his side and the minute I touched it my hand was covered in blood. "Huh!" I gasped and wiped the blood on my light blue jeans and my short blue turtleneck sweater. He looked at me and smirked. "Did they pull a blade on you?"
He nodded his head. "Yeah, those dirty bastards…." He went on and on to call the Socs anything he could think of.
We pulled in to the emergency section of the hospital and slowly I helped Dally out of the truck. I slung my arm around his waist, because I wasn't tall enough to reach his shoulders, to steady him as we ran in the hospital door. Some people yelled at us and cursed us out because we were pushing them out of the way. We were kinda in a hurry to get to a doctor.
When we ran in to a receptionist Soda started telling her what happened and asked if Dally could skip all the paper work. The receptionist looked hesitant but finally she said ok and one of those stupid little rolling stretchers came rolling out of the hallway. Dally got on, only because of the doctors instructions, he was grumbling and cursing all the way until they took him back where I couldn't hear him anymore. "Y'all have to wait out here." Some young nurse told us so we sat impatiently in the waiting room.
"I'll go call Darry and everyone else and tell 'em what happened," Steve said while wrapping tape, that the doctor had given him, around his hand where it was bleeding. Then he walked down the hall to find a phone.
I glanced over at Sodapop who was sitting next to me. He was tapping his foot, on the hard gray linoleum floor, impatiently. I stared at him for a couple of minutes. In the minutes that I stared at him he did nine different things. He tapped his foot, whistled, talked to some people that walked by, looked at the television, played with his shoe, popped his fingers, stared mindlessly at nothing, cracked some joke about the nurse's shoes, and ran a hand through his hair. "Wow," I said suddenly out of the blue.
He looked at me and blinked. "Whats so wow?"
"Nothing. Its just," I laughed and looked over at him. He cocked his eyebrow and grinned. " I was looking at you for about five minutes and you did nine different things. You must get bored really easy."
"Yep. That's the truth!" He playfully punched my shoulder and I smiled.
"Thanks Soda."
"For what?"
"For you know. Being there to help me when the Socs well you know and for helping me with Dally and all. I don't know what I would have done without you and Steve. Especially you." Then I leaned over to him and kissed him.
He kissed me back and then pulled away and grinned. "Nah…don't thank me! It was nothing!"
"Oh. But it was something. How ever can I repay you?" I smiled at him.
He thought for a moment. "You can take me out to dinner tomorrow night." He grinned and laughed, knowing that I'd say yes.
"Ok. I'll pick you up and five!" Then I started thinking about Dally. Would he mind if I went out with Sodapop? I mean afterall I did have a one-night stand with him. I sat there a couple minutes in silence and so did he.
Well apparently neither one of us could sit still very long because before I knew it I was practically on top of him,making out with him. "Sodapop Curtis!" I heard someone yell Soda's name and I turned around. There, standing in the doorway was a tall broad-shouldered guy that I hadn't met yet. "You get that girl off you now." He glared at me with icy cold eyes. He looked pretty mad. I quickly pulled away from Soda.
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