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This story has 88 reviews now. Keep them coming!
BTW Last night, I noticed that on my settings it said to not accept anonymous reviews. I changed that, and I'm sorry if anyone tried to review anonymously but didn't get accepted.
Tensleep: I like suspense! (in my own story anyway)
shyXshortieXbabe: Thanks for saying my story is exciting!
J.L. Collett: I'm glad you love it. I love your story too!
CrazeLilDreamer: You are right. ICU is evil!
Karlei Shaynner: I love Soda too!
Koujaku: Here is the next chapter. More happens to Pony!
alyssaloo: I love your review!
Sodapop02: *crying too* I didn't kill Ponyboy!
Alyssa: Yes, you did!
Pony: *"X''s on his eyes disappear and wakes up*
Soda: He's alive!
justxme: I'm writing more now!
Chocolate Cake: I'm glad you like it! I'll keep writing!
Soda's POV
I rushed to ICU and put on one of those gowns, a mask, and gloves. I headed to the cubicle where Pony was and stopped cold in the doorway when I saw him. He was hooked up to a heart monitor, which was beeping steadily. He also had an IV connected to a bag of liquid containing the antibiotics that were supposed to be helping to stop the pneumonia. I went up to him and gripped his hand. He wasn't conscious, but I thought I felt him squeeze my hand. I sat down in a nearby chair and just stared at my little brother.
"I hope you can hear me, Pony. I'm so sorry about what I said yesterday. I know I already apologized, but I just want to make sure you know I believe in you." I said.
"I'm sure he knows." A voice said.
I turned around and saw Darry coming in.
"How's he doing?" He asked.
"As good as can be expected I guess. I don't know. He doesn't look too good right now, but he'll get better." I said.
"You keep that attitude, little buddy. I think he can hear us."
Darry sat down in the chair next to me.
"Where are Twobit and Steve?"
"Down in the lobby. I guess they're just talking."
Our conversation was interrupted by a loud beep coming from the heart monitor and the line going flat. Doctors and nurses came rushing in, and we got pushed out.
"Darry, what's happening?" I asked frantically.
"Pony's heart stopped. It's okay, little buddy. They'll get it started again." Darry said while trying to stay calm.
We watched from the doorway as the doctors placed two paddles on Pony's chest and shocked him. Pony's heart had stopped. He had actually died right in front of us! I started breathing hard and panicking. This was too much.
"Soda, are you okay?" Darry asked.
That was the last thing I heard before everything went black.
Darry's POV
I heard someone yell "Clear!", and the next thing I knew I had to catch Soda before he hit the floor. Pony's heart had been restarted, but the pressure was too much for Soda. He couldn't stand that Pony had clinically died right in front of our eyes. I hoped he realized that Pony was alive before he passed out. If he hadn't, he would be hysterical when he woke up. The doctors and nurses were still in Pony's room, so they hadn't seen Soda pass out. I gently laid him on the floor and tried to wake him up.
"Soda. Little buddy, wake up. Come on." I said.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked around. I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Darry, is Pony alive?" He asked trying to sit up.
"They got his heart going again. He's alive."
"I don't know what happened. I just got so scared. I thought he was dead."
"I know, but you need to relax. Okay?"
A nurse saw us and came over.
"What happened, sir?" She asked.
"My brother passed out. He panicked because that's our brother in there who just went into cardiac arrest." I said, helping Soda up.
"I'll be fine. I just need to see my brother." He said.
The nurse hesitated but seeing that Soda was all right, nodded and left.
"Are you sure you're okay? You don't want them to check you out?"
"No. I just need to relax."
"All right, but I'm taking you home tonight right after you see Pony."
"I'm fine, Dar. I don't want to go home. I just want to be with Pony."
"You need to go home and rest. This was too much stress. You need a break." I said, standing my ground. I wasn't going to back down. We didn't need anyone else to get sick, and Soda could be on his way there if he didn't relax.
"Fine." Soda said.
He was protesting, but I knew he really did want to go home. He just didn't want to leave Pony.
We went back in to see Pony.
"He's stable, and we put him on a ventilator. That's a machine that breathes for him" A doctor said.
I just nodded. Pony was very sick, but it wasn't even because of the cancer itself. It was because of pneumonia. That was something curable. Yet because of his weak immune system, he couldn't fight it easily. This was way too much for one day.
This story has 88 reviews now. Keep them coming!
BTW Last night, I noticed that on my settings it said to not accept anonymous reviews. I changed that, and I'm sorry if anyone tried to review anonymously but didn't get accepted.
Tensleep: I like suspense! (in my own story anyway)
shyXshortieXbabe: Thanks for saying my story is exciting!
J.L. Collett: I'm glad you love it. I love your story too!
CrazeLilDreamer: You are right. ICU is evil!
Karlei Shaynner: I love Soda too!
Koujaku: Here is the next chapter. More happens to Pony!
alyssaloo: I love your review!
Sodapop02: *crying too* I didn't kill Ponyboy!
Alyssa: Yes, you did!
Pony: *"X''s on his eyes disappear and wakes up*
Soda: He's alive!
justxme: I'm writing more now!
Chocolate Cake: I'm glad you like it! I'll keep writing!
Soda's POV
I rushed to ICU and put on one of those gowns, a mask, and gloves. I headed to the cubicle where Pony was and stopped cold in the doorway when I saw him. He was hooked up to a heart monitor, which was beeping steadily. He also had an IV connected to a bag of liquid containing the antibiotics that were supposed to be helping to stop the pneumonia. I went up to him and gripped his hand. He wasn't conscious, but I thought I felt him squeeze my hand. I sat down in a nearby chair and just stared at my little brother.
"I hope you can hear me, Pony. I'm so sorry about what I said yesterday. I know I already apologized, but I just want to make sure you know I believe in you." I said.
"I'm sure he knows." A voice said.
I turned around and saw Darry coming in.
"How's he doing?" He asked.
"As good as can be expected I guess. I don't know. He doesn't look too good right now, but he'll get better." I said.
"You keep that attitude, little buddy. I think he can hear us."
Darry sat down in the chair next to me.
"Where are Twobit and Steve?"
"Down in the lobby. I guess they're just talking."
Our conversation was interrupted by a loud beep coming from the heart monitor and the line going flat. Doctors and nurses came rushing in, and we got pushed out.
"Darry, what's happening?" I asked frantically.
"Pony's heart stopped. It's okay, little buddy. They'll get it started again." Darry said while trying to stay calm.
We watched from the doorway as the doctors placed two paddles on Pony's chest and shocked him. Pony's heart had stopped. He had actually died right in front of us! I started breathing hard and panicking. This was too much.
"Soda, are you okay?" Darry asked.
That was the last thing I heard before everything went black.
Darry's POV
I heard someone yell "Clear!", and the next thing I knew I had to catch Soda before he hit the floor. Pony's heart had been restarted, but the pressure was too much for Soda. He couldn't stand that Pony had clinically died right in front of our eyes. I hoped he realized that Pony was alive before he passed out. If he hadn't, he would be hysterical when he woke up. The doctors and nurses were still in Pony's room, so they hadn't seen Soda pass out. I gently laid him on the floor and tried to wake him up.
"Soda. Little buddy, wake up. Come on." I said.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked around. I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Darry, is Pony alive?" He asked trying to sit up.
"They got his heart going again. He's alive."
"I don't know what happened. I just got so scared. I thought he was dead."
"I know, but you need to relax. Okay?"
A nurse saw us and came over.
"What happened, sir?" She asked.
"My brother passed out. He panicked because that's our brother in there who just went into cardiac arrest." I said, helping Soda up.
"I'll be fine. I just need to see my brother." He said.
The nurse hesitated but seeing that Soda was all right, nodded and left.
"Are you sure you're okay? You don't want them to check you out?"
"No. I just need to relax."
"All right, but I'm taking you home tonight right after you see Pony."
"I'm fine, Dar. I don't want to go home. I just want to be with Pony."
"You need to go home and rest. This was too much stress. You need a break." I said, standing my ground. I wasn't going to back down. We didn't need anyone else to get sick, and Soda could be on his way there if he didn't relax.
"Fine." Soda said.
He was protesting, but I knew he really did want to go home. He just didn't want to leave Pony.
We went back in to see Pony.
"He's stable, and we put him on a ventilator. That's a machine that breathes for him" A doctor said.
I just nodded. Pony was very sick, but it wasn't even because of the cancer itself. It was because of pneumonia. That was something curable. Yet because of his weak immune system, he couldn't fight it easily. This was way too much for one day.