NOTE- I apologize profusely for leaving you at this cliffhanger! I hope
I'll be writing more frequently from now on. This is a very short chapter
but I figured I'd put it out anyway...
Chapter 5
About 15 minutes after I called an ambulance for Soda, it came. They took out a stretcher with an aqua-green blanket out of it and the two paramedics knelt down to pick him up.
"Now, this is going to hurt a little," The woman said, as she tucked her chin-length hair behind her ears. I guessed she was maybe 30 years old, and by the look on her face she was very good at her job. I looked away as they lifted him up, but I couldn't help overhearing the yelp of pain Soda released as he was being lifted onto the stretcher.
"No ... Ahhh! Stop! Please just ... AHH!" It hurt my heart to listen to this. I had heard Soda in pain before (like the time when he was 12 years old and ran out into traffic for a dare with his buddies), but never before like this. As they closed the doors to the ambulance and rushed Soda away from me, I heard Darry's voice talking to me.
"Go back to school Pony," he said simply. I was in awe. How did he expect me to concentrate on school when my brother, my best friend was in the hospital?
"But Darry---" I started, before I was interrupted
"There's nothin' you can do here now. He'll be okay, just go back to school." I wanted to argue but not in front of the guys and I knew Darry was right, no matter how badly I wished he wasn't. So, with a sigh I turned around and headed back for the school.
Chapter 5
About 15 minutes after I called an ambulance for Soda, it came. They took out a stretcher with an aqua-green blanket out of it and the two paramedics knelt down to pick him up.
"Now, this is going to hurt a little," The woman said, as she tucked her chin-length hair behind her ears. I guessed she was maybe 30 years old, and by the look on her face she was very good at her job. I looked away as they lifted him up, but I couldn't help overhearing the yelp of pain Soda released as he was being lifted onto the stretcher.
"No ... Ahhh! Stop! Please just ... AHH!" It hurt my heart to listen to this. I had heard Soda in pain before (like the time when he was 12 years old and ran out into traffic for a dare with his buddies), but never before like this. As they closed the doors to the ambulance and rushed Soda away from me, I heard Darry's voice talking to me.
"Go back to school Pony," he said simply. I was in awe. How did he expect me to concentrate on school when my brother, my best friend was in the hospital?
"But Darry---" I started, before I was interrupted
"There's nothin' you can do here now. He'll be okay, just go back to school." I wanted to argue but not in front of the guys and I knew Darry was right, no matter how badly I wished he wasn't. So, with a sigh I turned around and headed back for the school.