That night after we got home from the hospital everyone seemed lost. I
caught them looking at me with fear in their eyes. I went to bed early, but
couldn't sleep. I lay staring at the ceiling wondering what I had in my
future. The only thing that came to mind was I'm goin' to die. Shaking away
the bad thoughts I pushed the covers away and climbed out of bed. Walking
down the hall I came into the living room where the guys were sitting. They
looked up and smiled at me.
"What's up Half-pint? How you're feelin'?" Soda asked almost sadly, patting the space on the couch beside him.
I lowered myself down on the couch next to Soda and smiled weakly. Even tough ole Dally seemed lost and confused. He would glance at me from time to time with that angry-scared look in his eyes.
"Guys... I don't want you to treat me any differently then you had in the past. I think that maybe we have a great chance of beating this. I want you to know that I need your guys support to get through this." I stated looking around the room at each of them. Silently they all got up and hugged me tightly each telling me that everything would be okay. Steve scooped me up and carried me back to bed, the others right behind him. Placing me in the bed he pulled the covers up to my chin. Bending down he kissed my forehead and messed my hair.
"We'll always be here for you Half-pint, always. Goodnight." He said moving away from the bed.
One by one the others came forward kissing me goodnight, they backed out of the room. Soda left last closing the door softly behind him. After they left my mind wandered once again. I realized that I would have to call the Malloy family tomorrow morning. I was scared that they would take me away from the only other family I knew. Thinking this I fell asleep in the quiet dark room.
*** Dally's POV ***
The morning after the bad news was hectic at the Curtis House. Sitting down on the couch I felt really uncomfortable in the awkward silence. Darry was in the bathroom getting ready to take Addie back to the hospital for somethin' called a biopsy.
"Hey Dally; could you get Addie ready to go to the hospital?" Darry asked peering around the corner of the bathroom.
"Yeah, ok Darry." I said getting up from the couch.
As I walked down the hall I began to wonder what was going to happen to the poor girl. Coming to her door I knocked softly on the door and walked in. Addie was sitting on the edge of the bed starring off into space.
"Hey there Half-pint! How ya feel today?" I asked coming into the room.
Addie turned her head slightly to look at me. I approached the bed to help her.
"Hey Darry wants me to help ya get ready to go, ok?" I said
She only nodded. Seeing that she wasn't going to help herself I lifted her arms to pull off her night shirt. I couldn't believe she didn't object to me helping her dress. Pulling a t-shirt over her head I noticed tears stream down her face. I hated to admit, but Johnny and Addie were the only two who get to me. Hugging her I bent to pull on a pair of socks and jeans.
"All ready to go Half-pint?" I asked quietly taking her hand.
I led her to the living room where Darry was waiting. Smiling half- heartedly he got up from the couch and led Addie to the door.
"Oh um Dally I'll call when she is out of her biopsy. Tell the others, ok." Darry said before closing the door.
I nodded before I sat down on the couch. Waiting to hear about Addie was almost unbearable. Closing my eyes I dreamed that Addie was cured of this lymphoma and everything would go back to normal.
"Hey, anyone home?" Soda called coming in with the others behind him.
I opened my eyes to look at the bunch and grin.
"Hey guys... Darry took Addie back to the hospital for that biopsy thing. He told me to wait here for his call." I replied sitting up.
"Well did he call yet?" Steve asked with worry.
"Nope not yet guys. Don't worry he'll call." I said.
We sat down to wait for the call. Soda stared at the phone for what seemed like hours. Two-Bit wasn't up to his old antics. Steve smoked a pack in less then an hour. Pony and Johnny sat on the floor talking quietly. Standing up I began to pace in front of the window. The news on Addie came three hours later.
"Ring, ring!" the phone clanged.
"Hello, Darry?" Steve asked picking up the receiver.
We couldn't hear the answer, but we saw Steve's sigh in relief.
"Ok yeah Darry, we're on our way." He said before hanging up.
He grabbed his jacket and motioned for us to follow him. Getting up we ran out the door and jumped into the car.
Addie here we come. God please let her be ok I thought as Steve sped down the road towards the hospital.
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"What's up Half-pint? How you're feelin'?" Soda asked almost sadly, patting the space on the couch beside him.
I lowered myself down on the couch next to Soda and smiled weakly. Even tough ole Dally seemed lost and confused. He would glance at me from time to time with that angry-scared look in his eyes.
"Guys... I don't want you to treat me any differently then you had in the past. I think that maybe we have a great chance of beating this. I want you to know that I need your guys support to get through this." I stated looking around the room at each of them. Silently they all got up and hugged me tightly each telling me that everything would be okay. Steve scooped me up and carried me back to bed, the others right behind him. Placing me in the bed he pulled the covers up to my chin. Bending down he kissed my forehead and messed my hair.
"We'll always be here for you Half-pint, always. Goodnight." He said moving away from the bed.
One by one the others came forward kissing me goodnight, they backed out of the room. Soda left last closing the door softly behind him. After they left my mind wandered once again. I realized that I would have to call the Malloy family tomorrow morning. I was scared that they would take me away from the only other family I knew. Thinking this I fell asleep in the quiet dark room.
*** Dally's POV ***
The morning after the bad news was hectic at the Curtis House. Sitting down on the couch I felt really uncomfortable in the awkward silence. Darry was in the bathroom getting ready to take Addie back to the hospital for somethin' called a biopsy.
"Hey Dally; could you get Addie ready to go to the hospital?" Darry asked peering around the corner of the bathroom.
"Yeah, ok Darry." I said getting up from the couch.
As I walked down the hall I began to wonder what was going to happen to the poor girl. Coming to her door I knocked softly on the door and walked in. Addie was sitting on the edge of the bed starring off into space.
"Hey there Half-pint! How ya feel today?" I asked coming into the room.
Addie turned her head slightly to look at me. I approached the bed to help her.
"Hey Darry wants me to help ya get ready to go, ok?" I said
She only nodded. Seeing that she wasn't going to help herself I lifted her arms to pull off her night shirt. I couldn't believe she didn't object to me helping her dress. Pulling a t-shirt over her head I noticed tears stream down her face. I hated to admit, but Johnny and Addie were the only two who get to me. Hugging her I bent to pull on a pair of socks and jeans.
"All ready to go Half-pint?" I asked quietly taking her hand.
I led her to the living room where Darry was waiting. Smiling half- heartedly he got up from the couch and led Addie to the door.
"Oh um Dally I'll call when she is out of her biopsy. Tell the others, ok." Darry said before closing the door.
I nodded before I sat down on the couch. Waiting to hear about Addie was almost unbearable. Closing my eyes I dreamed that Addie was cured of this lymphoma and everything would go back to normal.
"Hey, anyone home?" Soda called coming in with the others behind him.
I opened my eyes to look at the bunch and grin.
"Hey guys... Darry took Addie back to the hospital for that biopsy thing. He told me to wait here for his call." I replied sitting up.
"Well did he call yet?" Steve asked with worry.
"Nope not yet guys. Don't worry he'll call." I said.
We sat down to wait for the call. Soda stared at the phone for what seemed like hours. Two-Bit wasn't up to his old antics. Steve smoked a pack in less then an hour. Pony and Johnny sat on the floor talking quietly. Standing up I began to pace in front of the window. The news on Addie came three hours later.
"Ring, ring!" the phone clanged.
"Hello, Darry?" Steve asked picking up the receiver.
We couldn't hear the answer, but we saw Steve's sigh in relief.
"Ok yeah Darry, we're on our way." He said before hanging up.
He grabbed his jacket and motioned for us to follow him. Getting up we ran out the door and jumped into the car.
Addie here we come. God please let her be ok I thought as Steve sped down the road towards the hospital.
*** Hey I hope chap was ok. Please R&R! ***