I'm soo sorry I haven't updated for so long, but I had to have extra
rehearsals at school for a play we're performing ("A Midsummer Night's
Dream") and this is the first time I've been home before 8pm all week :)
Thanks to KT, Lizzie Halliwell, Ruth, Zu-Zu Petals, Estelle Yavetil, Crazy4nc128, MissLKid, fyre, and Jenny for reviewing- you guys rock! (Ps. sorry if I left anyone out!)
*SODAPOP'S POV*
We stayed at the hospital for the rest of the night. None of us slept. We wanted to be awake in case Ponyboy woke up again, even though the doc told us he most likely wouldn't.
A nurse came in every few hours to check his temperature. It was still pretty high, but I was almost confident that my brother would survive this. I had to think that to keep myself from breaking down. I held on tightly to Pony's hand, not wanting to let go.
Darry was pacing around the room. He always did that when he was worried. I knew my older brother hated standing there, not being able to do anything.
Steve was still sitting in his chair with his head in his arms. I couldn't see his face, but I knew he wasn't asleep.
After a few hours, my legs were falling asleep. I had to get up for a while. Reluctantly letting go of my kid brother's hand, I went out to the window and looked out. I almost gasped at the sight. The sky was a shade of pale blue, decorated with light pink and purple gold-tinged clouds. There was a moment when everything held its breath, and then the sun rose, giving off warm, golden rays of light, and illuminating the sky.
"That was beautiful," I heard a voice say softly. I jumped. It was Darry.
I nodded, unable to say anything. It was the first time I had ever watched a sunrise. It made me think of Pony. He was the one that dug that stuff.
We were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. We both turned around. It was the doctor. He was checking the machines around Pony, occasionally writing something in a chart he was holding.
"Is he doing okay?" I asked.
The doctor looked up.
"He is showing signs of improvement, but it is too soon to tell whether he is on the road to recovery yet," he replied. "But I shouldn't worry too much, I'm sure he'll pull through."
"Thank you," said Darry.
"Are you staying for the rest of today, or going home?" the doc asked.
I answered. "We're staying."
Steve looked up.
"But Soda, you'll get fired. You don't have any more sick days."
Darry sighed. "I don't have any more either."
"I don't care! I'm staying with Pony!" I said adamantly.
"Soda," said Darry gently, "We won't be helping him if you get fired. And he'll be even more upset if he thinks he caused it."
I sighed, knowing Darry was right. "Okay. But who'll stay with Pony?"
"I will," said Steve. We both stared at him. Steve had been protesting about 'babysitting' my brother only yesterday, but I wasn't about to complain.
"Okay," said Darry.
"Thanks Steve," I said gratefully.
Giving my brother one last look, Darry and I walked outside.
*STEVE'S POV*
The only thing I could think of all night was what a horrible person I was. Gosh, I hated my father for being a bastard. Pony probably thought the same things of me that I thought of my old man.
I'd make it up to him somehow.
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ARGH! I know this isn't really an ending to a chapter, but my dad just came in and said I have to go to bed. SORRY!!! I just had to post something because I haven't updated for almost a week.
Thanks to KT, Lizzie Halliwell, Ruth, Zu-Zu Petals, Estelle Yavetil, Crazy4nc128, MissLKid, fyre, and Jenny for reviewing- you guys rock! (Ps. sorry if I left anyone out!)
*SODAPOP'S POV*
We stayed at the hospital for the rest of the night. None of us slept. We wanted to be awake in case Ponyboy woke up again, even though the doc told us he most likely wouldn't.
A nurse came in every few hours to check his temperature. It was still pretty high, but I was almost confident that my brother would survive this. I had to think that to keep myself from breaking down. I held on tightly to Pony's hand, not wanting to let go.
Darry was pacing around the room. He always did that when he was worried. I knew my older brother hated standing there, not being able to do anything.
Steve was still sitting in his chair with his head in his arms. I couldn't see his face, but I knew he wasn't asleep.
After a few hours, my legs were falling asleep. I had to get up for a while. Reluctantly letting go of my kid brother's hand, I went out to the window and looked out. I almost gasped at the sight. The sky was a shade of pale blue, decorated with light pink and purple gold-tinged clouds. There was a moment when everything held its breath, and then the sun rose, giving off warm, golden rays of light, and illuminating the sky.
"That was beautiful," I heard a voice say softly. I jumped. It was Darry.
I nodded, unable to say anything. It was the first time I had ever watched a sunrise. It made me think of Pony. He was the one that dug that stuff.
We were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. We both turned around. It was the doctor. He was checking the machines around Pony, occasionally writing something in a chart he was holding.
"Is he doing okay?" I asked.
The doctor looked up.
"He is showing signs of improvement, but it is too soon to tell whether he is on the road to recovery yet," he replied. "But I shouldn't worry too much, I'm sure he'll pull through."
"Thank you," said Darry.
"Are you staying for the rest of today, or going home?" the doc asked.
I answered. "We're staying."
Steve looked up.
"But Soda, you'll get fired. You don't have any more sick days."
Darry sighed. "I don't have any more either."
"I don't care! I'm staying with Pony!" I said adamantly.
"Soda," said Darry gently, "We won't be helping him if you get fired. And he'll be even more upset if he thinks he caused it."
I sighed, knowing Darry was right. "Okay. But who'll stay with Pony?"
"I will," said Steve. We both stared at him. Steve had been protesting about 'babysitting' my brother only yesterday, but I wasn't about to complain.
"Okay," said Darry.
"Thanks Steve," I said gratefully.
Giving my brother one last look, Darry and I walked outside.
*STEVE'S POV*
The only thing I could think of all night was what a horrible person I was. Gosh, I hated my father for being a bastard. Pony probably thought the same things of me that I thought of my old man.
I'd make it up to him somehow.
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ARGH! I know this isn't really an ending to a chapter, but my dad just came in and said I have to go to bed. SORRY!!! I just had to post something because I haven't updated for almost a week.
