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Pony's POV
I was dreaming. I had to be. Johnny was standing at the foot of my bed, and Dally was right next to him. They looked so real, but they couldn't be. This was only a dream.
"What are you guys doing here?" I asked.
"What does it look like, kid? We came to see you." Dally said.
"Why?"
"Well, we've been watching you a lot, and we wanted to make sure you never give up or forget about us." Johnny said.
"Don't worry about me, guys. I'm not going to let this cancer get me down. It's just hard sometimes. I will never forget you. None of us will. The rest of the gang is right here with me." I said.
"We need to go now. Nice talking to you again, kid." Dally said.
Both of them disappeared as quickly as they had shown up. I awoke then and immediately remembered the dream. For once, it was a good dream, not a nightmare.
"I miss you guys." I said softly. I knew they heard me. Dally and Johnny were always watching us. After I had that dream, a question came to my mind. Was I on my way to Heaven?
Darry's POV
I slowly came into Pony's room to see if he was still asleep. He was awake and just lying there on the bed.
"You okay, little buddy?" I asked.
He jumped a little, like I had scared him.
"Yeah, Darry, I'm fine. I just had a dream." Pony said.
"A nightmare?"
"No. Johnny and Dally were in it. It's like they were letting me know they are watching us. They don't want me to give up or forget about them."
I smiled. Pony was right. Our friends would always be with us.
"It seemed so real. It didn't feel like a dream at all." Pony said.
"How are you feeling today?" I asked, changing the subject as I sat down on the bed.
"Okay, I guess. I'm not throwing up, but the sores in my mouth still hurt. I don't know if I'll ever want to eat again."
"You'll have to eventually. You've lost so much weight that you're nothing but skin and bones."
"Yeah. I just hope I get out of here soon. I'm really starting to hate this place."
"You probably won't be here much longer." I said trying to reassure him.
"How's Soda doing? He was so upset yesterday."
"I don't know. I haven't seen him today because he went home."
"Go check on him, Darry. Please."
"I will. Don't worry. I'm sure he just needed to get away for a while."
I hoped I was right. Soda was a mess yesterday, and that worried me. Pony really looked up to him, and he had to be strong. I guessed that was why he left the hospital.
Thanks to everyone who has reviewed! I have 71 reviews for this story now.
Pony's POV
I was dreaming. I had to be. Johnny was standing at the foot of my bed, and Dally was right next to him. They looked so real, but they couldn't be. This was only a dream.
"What are you guys doing here?" I asked.
"What does it look like, kid? We came to see you." Dally said.
"Why?"
"Well, we've been watching you a lot, and we wanted to make sure you never give up or forget about us." Johnny said.
"Don't worry about me, guys. I'm not going to let this cancer get me down. It's just hard sometimes. I will never forget you. None of us will. The rest of the gang is right here with me." I said.
"We need to go now. Nice talking to you again, kid." Dally said.
Both of them disappeared as quickly as they had shown up. I awoke then and immediately remembered the dream. For once, it was a good dream, not a nightmare.
"I miss you guys." I said softly. I knew they heard me. Dally and Johnny were always watching us. After I had that dream, a question came to my mind. Was I on my way to Heaven?
Darry's POV
I slowly came into Pony's room to see if he was still asleep. He was awake and just lying there on the bed.
"You okay, little buddy?" I asked.
He jumped a little, like I had scared him.
"Yeah, Darry, I'm fine. I just had a dream." Pony said.
"A nightmare?"
"No. Johnny and Dally were in it. It's like they were letting me know they are watching us. They don't want me to give up or forget about them."
I smiled. Pony was right. Our friends would always be with us.
"It seemed so real. It didn't feel like a dream at all." Pony said.
"How are you feeling today?" I asked, changing the subject as I sat down on the bed.
"Okay, I guess. I'm not throwing up, but the sores in my mouth still hurt. I don't know if I'll ever want to eat again."
"You'll have to eventually. You've lost so much weight that you're nothing but skin and bones."
"Yeah. I just hope I get out of here soon. I'm really starting to hate this place."
"You probably won't be here much longer." I said trying to reassure him.
"How's Soda doing? He was so upset yesterday."
"I don't know. I haven't seen him today because he went home."
"Go check on him, Darry. Please."
"I will. Don't worry. I'm sure he just needed to get away for a while."
I hoped I was right. Soda was a mess yesterday, and that worried me. Pony really looked up to him, and he had to be strong. I guessed that was why he left the hospital.