Chapter 18
Dally was in critical condition. There was internal bleeding and no one was allowed to see him. They were all sitting in the waiting room, waiting for some news. Two-Bit and Darry were sitting on one small sofa, Steve,Jade,Soda and Ponyboy were sitting on another, Johnny was sitting in an armchair,and Angel was sitting on a bench, still staring off into space. Jade jumped up and started pacing fitfully. Angel was lost in her own world.
The thoughts running through her head were jumbled up. She blamed herself for this. She had gotten Johnny shot before, and now Dally was like this because of her fued with Charles. It was all her fault. All her fault....
The doctor came into the room. Before anyone could do anything, Jade started drilling the doctor for answers. She was already high strung. Her hair was a mess and she needed sleep. Messing with her wasn't the wisest thing to do right now.
Angel didn't catch a word of what the doctor was saying. She stood and strod towards the room where Dally was. The doctor and several nurses suddenly blocked her way. She reached in her pocket and pulled out a switch blade. It gleamed in the lights overhead. It's pearl handle was smooth in her hand. Carved on one side was the word "Angel" in facny cursive and carved on the other was the picture of a beautiful young woman with flowing hair and dazzling wings. This was Angel's second most prized possession.
"Touch me, and I swear, I'll slit everyone one of your throats so fast, you won't know what hit ya," she growled. The hospital people immedatly moved. She burst through the doors and didn't pay a bit of mind to the people scattering around her. Only when she reached Dally's bedside did she put the blade away.
"Dally," she pleaded. "Please, say something. Please....." She then laid her head on Dally's chest and started crying all over again. Vaguely, she wondered where all of these tears were coming from. She should have been all cried out by now. Feeling someone stroke her hair, she looked up.
Dally's eyes were open and he was looking at her. He was trying to smile through his obvious pain. There was an I.V. on his left hand and he was breathing only by a resporator. It made Angel's heart bleed to see him this way.
"Angel," he said in a raspy voice. He didn't really sound like himself. She was a bit scared of him. But she didn't pull away. She just looked at him, transfixed on his face.
"Hi," she whispered, afraid to do something too sudden or speak too loud in fear that she might accidently break him. He looked too fragile. "How are ya?"
"Gloy," he whispered. "Look at me. How do ya think I am,kitten?"
She smiled at his pet name for her. No one had called her that in years, ever since Dally had left New York.
"I think that you're doing alright and that you'll be better in the mornin'," she lied, trying to make herself believe it.
"Tuff enough, kitten, tough enough," he whipered. He smiled at her. Suddenly, he clamped his eyes shut and the machines started beeping like mad.
"What's wrong," she kept screaming. It took seven doctors and ten nurses to get her out of that room. Hours they spent in there. Angel stood in front of the door, staring at it. Finally, a different doctor came out. She backed him against a wall and pulled out her switch.
"What the hell's wrong with him," she asked in a deadly whisper.
"He's lost alot of blood. If he doesn't get a blood transfusion, he'll die. He might even if he does," the doc replied cooly. Angel stuck the blade to his throat.
"If he dies, you're gonna join him. Give him a blood transfusion," she commanded.
"It's not that easy. He has a rare blood type. It's AB negative O. Not many people have it and we have none in our blood vaults. The closest hospital that has that blood type will take about seven days to get here. We don't have that long. He needs it within the next forty-eight hours or we'll lose him."
Angel thought. She tried to recall her blood-type. Not being able to remember, she pulled out her wallet and found her medical card. And low and behold, her and Dally's blood types matched.
"I'm a match," she informed the doctor. She felt so relieved. Then the doctor busted her bubble.
"We can't take enough from you to give to him. It'll be unsafe for you. We need about two or three people. The blood type O will also work in this case. How about the rest of you?"
"I've got type O," Jade piped up.
"I've got AB negative O," Johnny admited.
"Perfect," said the doctor. "We should have enough now. You two go with the nurse, she'll get you a room," he said,addressing Angel and Johnny admited.
"What about me," questioned Jade.
"You come with me. We won't have to draw as much blood from you as we will from them," the doc explained.
Angel and Johnny followed a dumpy nurse to a vacant room. She assigned them their beds and instructed them to wait for furter instructions. Angel looked at Johnny. He looked a bit scared, but no longer was that suspicous look in his eyes. Angel felt herself shaking.
"Cold," Johnny asked,looking her over.
"Naw," she said. "Scared to death of hospitals. Never did like them. Alot like clowns."
"You're scared of clowns," he asked,laughing.
"Naw, just trying to make ya laugh," she answered truthfully. He grinned crazily at her. "You're nuts," she said, trying to sit down on her bed. It was too high. "Why do I have to be so short," she whined.
" You're a cute little thing,though," he said,still wearing that crazy smile.
"Ah,shut it, Cade," she said good-naturedly.
"Saucey bit of baggage, aren't ya," he asked. She laughed at that. Before she could say anything in response, another nurse came in.
"Teenage love," she said with a sigh. She handed them each one of those hospital gowns and pulled back their curtains so they could change into them. Grumbling, Angel climbed up onto the bed and sat on the edge.
"Make yourself comfy, dear," the nurse said. "You're gonna be here for awhile. What an honorable thing to do for your friend."
"When you're a JD,your friends are the only things that you really have. Ya have to stay by them no matter what. Dally'd do the same for any of us, probally. I know he'd do it for Johnnycake over there," Angel said pointing at Johnny.
"Yeah, he'd do it for you,too," Johnny said.
"Tuff enough," Angel said. Those were the last things Dally had said to her. Shivering, she climbed under the thick covers, trying to get warm. The nurse gave both her and Johnny a tranqulizer saying that they would need it later.
After about ten minutes, a doctor and a few nurses came in. The hooked Johnny and Angel up to I.V.s. Angel felt sleepy. There was something else. The feeling that something else was wrong. The machines that they had hooked her up to started beeping, just like Dally's. The doctor and nurses shouted. More people rushed to her side. The world became a blur around her. Johnny was calling, no yelling,her name. Angel saw some nurses holding him down. She tried to reach for him, but didn't make it. She was struggling to stay awake. She wouldn't give up. But in the end, the darkness claimed her.
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Ooohhhhhh, a cliff hanger. I love doing that! ^_^ I wonder what's gonna happen next. Don't you? Well,you'll have to wait to find out. I'll try to update this soon, but I feel like only one person is reading this =( . Please, tell me you're not. Review,my friends, review.
Later days and until next time!
Dally was in critical condition. There was internal bleeding and no one was allowed to see him. They were all sitting in the waiting room, waiting for some news. Two-Bit and Darry were sitting on one small sofa, Steve,Jade,Soda and Ponyboy were sitting on another, Johnny was sitting in an armchair,and Angel was sitting on a bench, still staring off into space. Jade jumped up and started pacing fitfully. Angel was lost in her own world.
The thoughts running through her head were jumbled up. She blamed herself for this. She had gotten Johnny shot before, and now Dally was like this because of her fued with Charles. It was all her fault. All her fault....
The doctor came into the room. Before anyone could do anything, Jade started drilling the doctor for answers. She was already high strung. Her hair was a mess and she needed sleep. Messing with her wasn't the wisest thing to do right now.
Angel didn't catch a word of what the doctor was saying. She stood and strod towards the room where Dally was. The doctor and several nurses suddenly blocked her way. She reached in her pocket and pulled out a switch blade. It gleamed in the lights overhead. It's pearl handle was smooth in her hand. Carved on one side was the word "Angel" in facny cursive and carved on the other was the picture of a beautiful young woman with flowing hair and dazzling wings. This was Angel's second most prized possession.
"Touch me, and I swear, I'll slit everyone one of your throats so fast, you won't know what hit ya," she growled. The hospital people immedatly moved. She burst through the doors and didn't pay a bit of mind to the people scattering around her. Only when she reached Dally's bedside did she put the blade away.
"Dally," she pleaded. "Please, say something. Please....." She then laid her head on Dally's chest and started crying all over again. Vaguely, she wondered where all of these tears were coming from. She should have been all cried out by now. Feeling someone stroke her hair, she looked up.
Dally's eyes were open and he was looking at her. He was trying to smile through his obvious pain. There was an I.V. on his left hand and he was breathing only by a resporator. It made Angel's heart bleed to see him this way.
"Angel," he said in a raspy voice. He didn't really sound like himself. She was a bit scared of him. But she didn't pull away. She just looked at him, transfixed on his face.
"Hi," she whispered, afraid to do something too sudden or speak too loud in fear that she might accidently break him. He looked too fragile. "How are ya?"
"Gloy," he whispered. "Look at me. How do ya think I am,kitten?"
She smiled at his pet name for her. No one had called her that in years, ever since Dally had left New York.
"I think that you're doing alright and that you'll be better in the mornin'," she lied, trying to make herself believe it.
"Tuff enough, kitten, tough enough," he whipered. He smiled at her. Suddenly, he clamped his eyes shut and the machines started beeping like mad.
"What's wrong," she kept screaming. It took seven doctors and ten nurses to get her out of that room. Hours they spent in there. Angel stood in front of the door, staring at it. Finally, a different doctor came out. She backed him against a wall and pulled out her switch.
"What the hell's wrong with him," she asked in a deadly whisper.
"He's lost alot of blood. If he doesn't get a blood transfusion, he'll die. He might even if he does," the doc replied cooly. Angel stuck the blade to his throat.
"If he dies, you're gonna join him. Give him a blood transfusion," she commanded.
"It's not that easy. He has a rare blood type. It's AB negative O. Not many people have it and we have none in our blood vaults. The closest hospital that has that blood type will take about seven days to get here. We don't have that long. He needs it within the next forty-eight hours or we'll lose him."
Angel thought. She tried to recall her blood-type. Not being able to remember, she pulled out her wallet and found her medical card. And low and behold, her and Dally's blood types matched.
"I'm a match," she informed the doctor. She felt so relieved. Then the doctor busted her bubble.
"We can't take enough from you to give to him. It'll be unsafe for you. We need about two or three people. The blood type O will also work in this case. How about the rest of you?"
"I've got type O," Jade piped up.
"I've got AB negative O," Johnny admited.
"Perfect," said the doctor. "We should have enough now. You two go with the nurse, she'll get you a room," he said,addressing Angel and Johnny admited.
"What about me," questioned Jade.
"You come with me. We won't have to draw as much blood from you as we will from them," the doc explained.
Angel and Johnny followed a dumpy nurse to a vacant room. She assigned them their beds and instructed them to wait for furter instructions. Angel looked at Johnny. He looked a bit scared, but no longer was that suspicous look in his eyes. Angel felt herself shaking.
"Cold," Johnny asked,looking her over.
"Naw," she said. "Scared to death of hospitals. Never did like them. Alot like clowns."
"You're scared of clowns," he asked,laughing.
"Naw, just trying to make ya laugh," she answered truthfully. He grinned crazily at her. "You're nuts," she said, trying to sit down on her bed. It was too high. "Why do I have to be so short," she whined.
" You're a cute little thing,though," he said,still wearing that crazy smile.
"Ah,shut it, Cade," she said good-naturedly.
"Saucey bit of baggage, aren't ya," he asked. She laughed at that. Before she could say anything in response, another nurse came in.
"Teenage love," she said with a sigh. She handed them each one of those hospital gowns and pulled back their curtains so they could change into them. Grumbling, Angel climbed up onto the bed and sat on the edge.
"Make yourself comfy, dear," the nurse said. "You're gonna be here for awhile. What an honorable thing to do for your friend."
"When you're a JD,your friends are the only things that you really have. Ya have to stay by them no matter what. Dally'd do the same for any of us, probally. I know he'd do it for Johnnycake over there," Angel said pointing at Johnny.
"Yeah, he'd do it for you,too," Johnny said.
"Tuff enough," Angel said. Those were the last things Dally had said to her. Shivering, she climbed under the thick covers, trying to get warm. The nurse gave both her and Johnny a tranqulizer saying that they would need it later.
After about ten minutes, a doctor and a few nurses came in. The hooked Johnny and Angel up to I.V.s. Angel felt sleepy. There was something else. The feeling that something else was wrong. The machines that they had hooked her up to started beeping, just like Dally's. The doctor and nurses shouted. More people rushed to her side. The world became a blur around her. Johnny was calling, no yelling,her name. Angel saw some nurses holding him down. She tried to reach for him, but didn't make it. She was struggling to stay awake. She wouldn't give up. But in the end, the darkness claimed her.
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Ooohhhhhh, a cliff hanger. I love doing that! ^_^ I wonder what's gonna happen next. Don't you? Well,you'll have to wait to find out. I'll try to update this soon, but I feel like only one person is reading this =( . Please, tell me you're not. Review,my friends, review.
Later days and until next time!