The Accident
Disclaimer: All of the 'Outsiders' characters belong to S.E. Hinton.
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Chapter 3:
Darry
I had no idea what I could do to make Soda feel better. The doctors told us to give him some time and watch out for signs of depression, and possibly suicide. I didn't know what to look for. Anything could be an indicator, and so far anything Soda does seems like a huge warning.
"Hey, Soda." a said quietly as I sat beside him on the floor. He had been staring off into nothingness since the phone call. Nobody knew how to approach him, but I thought somebody should, "We were all just discussing what we should have for supper. How does Hawaiian Pizza sound to you? We'll even order it from Steak and Pizza, your favourite pizza place!"
"Not hungry." He said, quietly, with no emotion.
"Come on. You gotta want something. We'll order anything you want. Or I can make something. You haven't eaten anything since." I didn't want to say 'before the accident' so I just stopped talking there.
Soda shook his head, that he wasn't hungry.
"OK. Well, I'm ordering two extra large Hawaiian Pizza's, you can have one whenever you want." I sighed as I saw no emotion on my brother's handsome face. None whatsoever. As far as I knew he didn't even hear me. I knew he had, but I also knew he didn't even care anymore.
Two-Bit
I stared at Soda as Darry began to call Steak and Pizza. He had to be starving. I tried to think of something I could bribe him with. 'Well,' I thought, 'He loves chocolate, especially chocolate cake!'
I decided I'd make him a really sugary chocolate cake. Just the way he likes them. I knew it wasn't the most healthy supper, but I knew at this point Darry would probably be happy just to see Soda eat anything.
I made my way into the kitchen and began to make a chocolate cake. After it was ready, I realized that I had made quite a mess in the kitchen. I shrugged it off, though, because if it made Sodapop eat even a teensy bite, it was well worth it!
I took the cake into the living room and walked towards Soda who looked like he hadn't moved the whole hour I was in the kitchen.
I sat down in front of him, where Darry had been just an hour before.
"Want some?" I asked as I held the cake at an angle such that the delicious aroma could reach him.
He shook his head without a thought.
My mouth was agape. This was really serious if Sodapop Patrick Curtis refused a freshly baked cake. The look on everyone else's faces told me they were thinking the same thing.
Darry gave me a look that said, 'Good try, Two-Bit.' But I could clearly see the worry sketched on his forehead.
Soda was unreachable.
Thanks again for the great reviews!! PLEASE keep them up!! I am again REALLY sorry it took me so long to update!! Hope it was worth the wait!!
Disclaimer: All of the 'Outsiders' characters belong to S.E. Hinton.
Newyorkbabe: Thank-you SOOO much!! ( ( I am SOOOOO sorry it took me so long to update!! I just got over a nasty flu. Anyway, you're my new hero!! ( ( You are SOOO nice. Right now you're probably thinking, 'you finally updated you f*!%*#^ B*!#^ !!!!!!!!' Which is totally OK if you are, because you're my hero. LOL!! Anywho, thanks again for the wonderful review! You made my day!!.... I'm gonna update now...
Angel02: You go girl!! ( (
Aims80: Thanks a bunch!! ( (
SodasGurl: Logging in can be a real pain, eh? Hehehehehe!!
ALL: Thank-you all so much for the wonderful reviews!! I AM SOOOOOOO incredibly sorry I took so long to update, having the flu is no fun!! ( ( Anyway, hope you enjoy this next chapter!!
Chapter 3:
Darry
I had no idea what I could do to make Soda feel better. The doctors told us to give him some time and watch out for signs of depression, and possibly suicide. I didn't know what to look for. Anything could be an indicator, and so far anything Soda does seems like a huge warning.
"Hey, Soda." a said quietly as I sat beside him on the floor. He had been staring off into nothingness since the phone call. Nobody knew how to approach him, but I thought somebody should, "We were all just discussing what we should have for supper. How does Hawaiian Pizza sound to you? We'll even order it from Steak and Pizza, your favourite pizza place!"
"Not hungry." He said, quietly, with no emotion.
"Come on. You gotta want something. We'll order anything you want. Or I can make something. You haven't eaten anything since." I didn't want to say 'before the accident' so I just stopped talking there.
Soda shook his head, that he wasn't hungry.
"OK. Well, I'm ordering two extra large Hawaiian Pizza's, you can have one whenever you want." I sighed as I saw no emotion on my brother's handsome face. None whatsoever. As far as I knew he didn't even hear me. I knew he had, but I also knew he didn't even care anymore.
Two-Bit
I stared at Soda as Darry began to call Steak and Pizza. He had to be starving. I tried to think of something I could bribe him with. 'Well,' I thought, 'He loves chocolate, especially chocolate cake!'
I decided I'd make him a really sugary chocolate cake. Just the way he likes them. I knew it wasn't the most healthy supper, but I knew at this point Darry would probably be happy just to see Soda eat anything.
I made my way into the kitchen and began to make a chocolate cake. After it was ready, I realized that I had made quite a mess in the kitchen. I shrugged it off, though, because if it made Sodapop eat even a teensy bite, it was well worth it!
I took the cake into the living room and walked towards Soda who looked like he hadn't moved the whole hour I was in the kitchen.
I sat down in front of him, where Darry had been just an hour before.
"Want some?" I asked as I held the cake at an angle such that the delicious aroma could reach him.
He shook his head without a thought.
My mouth was agape. This was really serious if Sodapop Patrick Curtis refused a freshly baked cake. The look on everyone else's faces told me they were thinking the same thing.
Darry gave me a look that said, 'Good try, Two-Bit.' But I could clearly see the worry sketched on his forehead.
Soda was unreachable.
Thanks again for the great reviews!! PLEASE keep them up!! I am again REALLY sorry it took me so long to update!! Hope it was worth the wait!!