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Sorry this ch. Took a long time, and thanks for reviewing me everyone!!!
I'll take all your comments and suggestions to heart! ^_^
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A rather polite camera man asked me to lift up my skirt because he'd always wanted to see what the draws of a wanted criminal looked like. I was so stressed I very nearly knocked his block off- skirt or no.
A strong voice suddenly stopped me in my tracks, "chill." Darry caught my arm and held me in place. I could've broken free if I had wanted to but it seemed Darryl Curtis jr. had me under his spell. I was enchanted and just feeling his secure touch on my upper arm made me want more.
I choked on a sob in response to his words.
"Doctor?" Pony smiled down at me, his gray-green eyes were relieved and I patted his cheek softly.
"Lets just get outta here, this is crazy man!" I heard Soda shout from somewhere in front of us. Then I let Darry half carry me away.
Soda stood out in front of us, pushing the reporters and cameras away with frosty looks and not-too-kind jabs. Mostly I think he absorbed some of the attention from me, with his good looks and all. The press always loved the good -looking ones.
Only when we were safely inside the Curtis house did I relax, "Thank you." My voice shook and I stamped my foot impatiently.
Darry brought me strong black coffee and I gulped it down, feeling the burning in my throat. I hoped to high heaven he couldn't hear my heart hammering in my chest.
Comfortingly Darry wrapped his arm around my shoulders, rubbing my back lightly.
It wasn't the cameramen that had made me upset.no. It was the people screaming hatefully at me. Awful words that stung my ears and jerked my heart around in my chest. Their glares had burned my skin like acid rain.
Soda caught my attention from his place at the table, "I think you should explain, Doc?"
"I think you all should do the same. I mean how did you know?"
"Curly." Pony nodded, "helped us out."
The weirdest look passed over my face then, and I stayed silent.
"I just don't see it.." Ponyboy looked at me curiously.
"hm?"
"How does you having leukemia hurt your reputation? I mean you're obviously in remission." Ponyboy said.
I laughed harshly. It was a bitter laugh that was more loud and pain filled than anything else. It sounded awful and cruel, even to my own ears so I tried to stop. I couldn't. I went on to laugh until I cried.
Darry tightened his hold on my body. I rested my head lightly on his broad shoulder, praying I didn't look as terrible as I felt.
"That's not it at all." I said in a hushed dry voice, "look." I plopped in front of the T.V. The news was on.
"Whaaaat?" Pony, Soda and Darry asked simultaneously.
"watch.and understand." I told them sternly, my gaze never leaving the Darry face. Would he hate me after he knew?
An older man was struggling to be heard in front of the screaming people behind him. I turned up the volume.
"This is Daniel Young reporting for the ch. 5 news. Here I am standing outside the biggest riot in the history of Tulsa, Oklahoma. It appears to be about a young doctor, Autumn Brawning who, after only one operation, quit her job at Lebrea Hospital. But why the screaming? Lets find out." The man's slivery hair flew about as a woman grabbed the microphone from his hand.
"She killed my brother, and him the sweetest being to walk on this earth. She should pay! Bitch, you hear me?! You are gonna pay.in blood!" The woman spoke with a slight Spanish accent and rage flashed in her hard black eyes.
And I remembered those eyes, shining with tears of grief when I told her that William hadn't survived the operation. Daniel Young finally managed to regain the microphone, "I've just received information that Dr. Brawning is staying at the house of a certain Ponyboy Curtis-
Darry slammed the T.V. off. Soda was already shutting the windows and closing the blinds.
Two-bit and Steve bounded in through the front door, closing and locking it behind them for the first time.
"Ponyboy!" An unconcerned Two-bit jumped on his friend, "Your name was on T.V., man!"
Pony looked less than excited and rather pale, "aw, shoot. It don't mean nothin' except they know where Autumn is now."
"What was that about you killin a William?" Steve asked, using my habit of getting straight to the point.
"Not much to it. William went in to remove a tumor. I was the doctor performing the surgery, yes. But did I murder him, not in cold blood. No." My voice was filled with passion and desperation.
I felt cold, suddenly, almost feverish and chilled at the same time.
Darry noticed and led me to his room, "rest."
I didn't need to be asked twice. The day had been long and with my fear went my energy and adrenaline. I felt barren and empty.
"Wake me if something changes!" I told him, stretching out on his bed.
"Sure." Darry assured me, but I knew he wouldn't.
Inwardly, I shrugged, too tired to think anymore.
William was dead. Darry was alive, that was all I needed to know.
Sorry this ch. Took a long time, and thanks for reviewing me everyone!!!
I'll take all your comments and suggestions to heart! ^_^
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A rather polite camera man asked me to lift up my skirt because he'd always wanted to see what the draws of a wanted criminal looked like. I was so stressed I very nearly knocked his block off- skirt or no.
A strong voice suddenly stopped me in my tracks, "chill." Darry caught my arm and held me in place. I could've broken free if I had wanted to but it seemed Darryl Curtis jr. had me under his spell. I was enchanted and just feeling his secure touch on my upper arm made me want more.
I choked on a sob in response to his words.
"Doctor?" Pony smiled down at me, his gray-green eyes were relieved and I patted his cheek softly.
"Lets just get outta here, this is crazy man!" I heard Soda shout from somewhere in front of us. Then I let Darry half carry me away.
Soda stood out in front of us, pushing the reporters and cameras away with frosty looks and not-too-kind jabs. Mostly I think he absorbed some of the attention from me, with his good looks and all. The press always loved the good -looking ones.
Only when we were safely inside the Curtis house did I relax, "Thank you." My voice shook and I stamped my foot impatiently.
Darry brought me strong black coffee and I gulped it down, feeling the burning in my throat. I hoped to high heaven he couldn't hear my heart hammering in my chest.
Comfortingly Darry wrapped his arm around my shoulders, rubbing my back lightly.
It wasn't the cameramen that had made me upset.no. It was the people screaming hatefully at me. Awful words that stung my ears and jerked my heart around in my chest. Their glares had burned my skin like acid rain.
Soda caught my attention from his place at the table, "I think you should explain, Doc?"
"I think you all should do the same. I mean how did you know?"
"Curly." Pony nodded, "helped us out."
The weirdest look passed over my face then, and I stayed silent.
"I just don't see it.." Ponyboy looked at me curiously.
"hm?"
"How does you having leukemia hurt your reputation? I mean you're obviously in remission." Ponyboy said.
I laughed harshly. It was a bitter laugh that was more loud and pain filled than anything else. It sounded awful and cruel, even to my own ears so I tried to stop. I couldn't. I went on to laugh until I cried.
Darry tightened his hold on my body. I rested my head lightly on his broad shoulder, praying I didn't look as terrible as I felt.
"That's not it at all." I said in a hushed dry voice, "look." I plopped in front of the T.V. The news was on.
"Whaaaat?" Pony, Soda and Darry asked simultaneously.
"watch.and understand." I told them sternly, my gaze never leaving the Darry face. Would he hate me after he knew?
An older man was struggling to be heard in front of the screaming people behind him. I turned up the volume.
"This is Daniel Young reporting for the ch. 5 news. Here I am standing outside the biggest riot in the history of Tulsa, Oklahoma. It appears to be about a young doctor, Autumn Brawning who, after only one operation, quit her job at Lebrea Hospital. But why the screaming? Lets find out." The man's slivery hair flew about as a woman grabbed the microphone from his hand.
"She killed my brother, and him the sweetest being to walk on this earth. She should pay! Bitch, you hear me?! You are gonna pay.in blood!" The woman spoke with a slight Spanish accent and rage flashed in her hard black eyes.
And I remembered those eyes, shining with tears of grief when I told her that William hadn't survived the operation. Daniel Young finally managed to regain the microphone, "I've just received information that Dr. Brawning is staying at the house of a certain Ponyboy Curtis-
Darry slammed the T.V. off. Soda was already shutting the windows and closing the blinds.
Two-bit and Steve bounded in through the front door, closing and locking it behind them for the first time.
"Ponyboy!" An unconcerned Two-bit jumped on his friend, "Your name was on T.V., man!"
Pony looked less than excited and rather pale, "aw, shoot. It don't mean nothin' except they know where Autumn is now."
"What was that about you killin a William?" Steve asked, using my habit of getting straight to the point.
"Not much to it. William went in to remove a tumor. I was the doctor performing the surgery, yes. But did I murder him, not in cold blood. No." My voice was filled with passion and desperation.
I felt cold, suddenly, almost feverish and chilled at the same time.
Darry noticed and led me to his room, "rest."
I didn't need to be asked twice. The day had been long and with my fear went my energy and adrenaline. I felt barren and empty.
"Wake me if something changes!" I told him, stretching out on his bed.
"Sure." Darry assured me, but I knew he wouldn't.
Inwardly, I shrugged, too tired to think anymore.
William was dead. Darry was alive, that was all I needed to know.