Chapter 3
(Soda's POV)
I woke up early that day, on account that Two-Bit tried to sit on my face.
"Get off me!" I said groggily, pushing Two-Bit away.
"Get up, you lazy slug!"
"I'm lazy?!"
"It's about time you admitted it."
Right, whatever. "What are you doing here?" I asked, sitting up, pushing my hair out of my face. Day old grease. nasty. I brushed my hands off.
"What I do everyday."
"Oh." I didn't even bother to find out what that was supposed to mean. Two- Bit logic has a meaning of it's own - and only he knows the true translation.
"Two-Bit? Is that you?" Darry called from the kitchen. The sound of sizzling bacon and eggs hit my ears. The smell was even better.
"Yup. What's up?" He left me sitting there. Thanks for stopping by.
"Pony's over at Johnny's. He went to go get him before school. Skye's doing her hair or make-up or something. She'll be fast. Go tell her you're here. IAnd/I Reesa's not going."
"Why not?"
Darry shrugged. "I don't know. you don't want to know either. It's too complicated for you."
"Okay."
"Where's Steve?" I called into the kitchen.
"In the car, I guess. It's his turn to be lazy today."
"His turn to WHAT?" Darry asked.
"Well, you see, we take turns being lazy. Yesterday was my day. Today is his. Tomorrow it'll be mine again."
"I don't even want to know," Darry and I said at the same time.
It didn't seem like anything unusual to Two-Bit and he went to find Skye. Darry poked his head out the door near me.
"Did you know about their switch off?"
"Nope. But it explains a lot."
Anyway, I guess Pony left early. I wonder how he liked having a different roommate. He probably freaked, oh-well. What-ever works for him. Not that it worked, because Reesa probably bit his head off about the whole thing. She must of been confused this morning too.
"Get out! Two-Bit!" I heard Skye scream.
"Okay, but hurry your little pretty girl stuff up!" Two-Bit yelled back.
"I'm not a little girl!"
"Don't get her started Two-Bit," Darry yelled, turning to me "Soda, hurry it up, you've gotta go to work. Remember?"
"Sure, Darry."
I stood up and walked towards my room. I would have to kick Reesa out, sorry Reesa. When I walked into my room, I saw her sitting up against the bed with her knee's drawn up to her chest. She had an 'I feel horrible' look on her face.
"Hey, I gotta have my room, get out."
"Stuff it, dick face."
"Ohh.feisty." By the look she was sending me, I decided I had better shut my big mouth, but I couldn't resist. "What's crawled up your.."
"C'mon, girlie. Ya shoulda been up a half hour ago, let Soda have his room," Darry poked his head in.
"I'm not goin today." She said while slowly pulling herself to her feet with the assistance of my bed.
"Yeah, I know. Pony told me you weren't feelin' good today." Darry responded.
"Then why do I have to get up?" she asked.
"'Cause, Soda has to get ready."
Reesa started walking out of the room, she really didn't look to hot. Actually, she did look hot, but not good. She looked like she had a fever, I wondered if she did, but decided not to worry about it. Darry could do that.
I heard Darry outside, "Hey, Rees.you okay?"
Before, when he was telling her to get out of my room, he hadn't looked at her very closely. Every once in a while, she would just come down sick and Darry learned to not worry to much about her unless there was really a reason to. She gets real mad if you try and take care of her if its not needed. Luckily, Darry knew from experience when she needed him and when she didn't. Once I asked him how he did it, but he just told me it was in her eyes, he just saw it. Crazy.
"Yeah, Reesa baby, why are ya ditchin' me today?" Two-Bit asked jokingly. I expected it to continue, but I guess Darry made him stop before it really began, because I heard nothing else from Two-Bit after he yelled "Hurry up greaser!" through my door.
"Cool it, Two-Bit. I'm hurryin!"
I was pulling on my pants and had just flung my unbuttoned shirt over my shoulders when I heard a thump near my door. As it happened, I thought nothing of it, how could I? Two-Bit was there, he was probably messing around with Reesa. He was always wrestling with her, even though she was a girl. And he always enjoyed teasing her, especially when she was sick.
"REESA! Hey, look at me!" Darry broke loudly into the silence I had created for myself. It was quite easy to do actually.
Wait, why was Darry freaking out? Had Two-Bit really hurt her without knowing it? No, it couldn't be, Reesa was never that weak. What was going on.
"Reesa? Wha." Two-Bit had left his joking manner behind him, he seemed to be really worried.
I took two long, fast steps to the door and flung it open. I saw Two-Bit first. He was kneeling on the floor in my direction. Then I trained my eyes to the left where Darry was also kneeling, his muscles tense and his face flooded with worry.
I then looked straight down to see my younger sister curled in a ball on the floor. Her face was bunched up in a painful expression I had never seen on her before. She was trying hard to hold in the pain, but was starting to falter as it became worse. I heard her whimperings become louder by the second, wondering what was causing them. One of Darry's hands was resting on her shoulder, trying to hold her still. The other was cupping one side of her face (the one that wasn't hurt, and the one closest to the floor).
"Hey, we gotta go, Soda." Two-Bit said tentively.
"Just go, I'll get to work fine."
Two-Bit turned and went out the door.
I got down to my knees and gently stroked Reesa's hair while I asked, "What happened, Darry?"
"I don't know, she just fell to the floor." Answering quickly and confusedly.
At that, Darry stood and walked over to the kitchen. I could here him ruffling papers hurredly.
"What are you doin', Darry?"
"Trying to find the doc's phone number.its gotta be 'round here somewhere."
Suddenly, Reesa broke out shaking and squirming on the floor, as though the pain might go away with the movement.
I leaned down closer to her ear, "Shhhhh.your okay, girlie. Just hang in there."
"Darry!"
Darry came around the corner from the kitchen so quickly I was afraid he would lose his balance. His face went stricken as he saw Reesa shaking so violently below him.
Darry plunged forward, holding her arms, trying to calm her.
"Reesa, relax! Let your muscles relax, it'll help the pain go away. Just breathe." Darry said firmly but gently, looking into her now gray eyes. She stared right back, then started taking deeper breaths, trying hard to relax. But it wasn't working, she was still panicky and the pain seemed to only worsen.
"Reesa," I spoke gently into her ear, "we'll take care of you, its okay. It'll pass, the pain will pass, it always does.just focus on me. You're okay, girlie, your okay."
I looked into Darry's worried face, "Do you want to take her to the hospital?" I asked shakily. I hated hospitals with all my heart, but I was scared. What was this that was making her this way? What was wrong? I had never seen her this bad before. Never could I remember a time that she had been this sick.
"We'll go down to the clinic."
I picked her up, and worked my way out of the door. She was still shaking so bad, it was almost hard to hold her. I walked quickly over to the truck, but knew I couldn't open the door up with Reesa in my arms. Darry came up from behind me quickly and reached around me to open the door. Once he had it opened I hoisted Reesa up into the truck, where she would be in the middle of us. Darry was already on the other side, and helped me out. We positioned her so that she was lying in my lap, her head down. I sat still stroking her forehead that was alarmingly hot.
All the way to the clinic, I sat talking to Reesa in a calming voice, and she slowly calmed. I could tell now that the shaking had not been voluntary, it wasn't letting up much, but I could tell she was calming and the pain was slowly leaving her.
We got to the clinic, and Darry helped me get Reesa out. She was to weak to walk by that time, after all the pain. As we walked into the small, white waiting room, I suddenly realized that Reesa's body was now gleaming with sweat, and her skin was pale white.
Darry walked straight up to the front desk, and not knowing what else to do, I followed suit. The nurse was really old and ugly, she looked like she would be one of the hellien teachers at school that yell about a pencil falling off a desk. I was not looking forward to this visit.
"How may I help you?" the nurse asked tartly.
Darry motioned back to Reesa saying, "She needs to see a doc. She's not doing to good."
"What is her condition?"
"Well, she woke up sick this morning. She's in a lot of pain."
"And she's got a high fever," I piped in.
She looked up for the first time since we had walked in. Her eyebrows raised in surprise. What was she surprised about? Then she looked me over and glared at me like I was the devil or something. What? I almost said it out loud, but instead decided to keep my trap shut on account of the look Darry flashed me.
"Where are her parents?"
"Dead."
"Legal guardian?"
"That would be me," Darry said calmly, "Now can we go on?"
"Do you have any blood relation?"
"Yes! She's my little sister."
"Is the state aware of this?"
"Yes."
Darry was getting impatient, you don't do this when he's worried about one of us. Stupid lady! I was ready to jump in and pound on her head soooo hard that..
The nurse handed Darry a pile of papers that I would never have the patients to fill out and started giving him instructions, "Fill out these papers and bring them back to me when you are finished." She pointed to a paper sitting on the counter, "Sign this at the bottom of the list, put down her name and why you have brought her here. We'll call you in."
"Soda?"
The voice was real weak, and it took a few seconds for it to sink in. I jumped and looked down to Reesa. I knew she was scared, she had never been to this clinic before, so she couldn't place it. I could also tell that she was still in pain, but she has a pretty high pain tolerance. That was one reason we were so worried about her, she doesn't give in to pain unless its real bad.
"Shhhh, we'll get you taken care of, Rees. Just relax, 'kay?"
I made my way to three seats that were all together. I sat down and eased Reesa up so that she was sitting up a little more.
I was just trying to get settled, when I heard Reesa ask, "Where.?" looking around with confusion. She could barely lift her head off my shoulder.
"We're at a clinic, we want a doctor to check you over. Hold on, and I'll let you lay down in a sec."
Darry turned to look at me when I had started talking, like I was talking to him. Then he saw that Reesa was talking again. That was always a good sign.
"Reesa, how ya feelin'?"
"A doctor?"
Well, maybe not as good as I thought. Apparently she was still confused and things weren't going through her head, at least not quickly.
"Yeah, I just want to make sure you're okay."
Reesa looked at him, exhausted from just talking. Her body was already worn out and the added confusion of what was going on was taking its toll. I layed her down so her head could rest in my arm, and she moved to get comfortable on her own. She wasn't shaking so much now, it was more like trembling but worse.
Reesa was pretty much asleep within a few minutes, and I got real bored. Darry was still filling out all the crappy papers in the pile the nurse had handed him. Somewhere between Reesa going to sleep and Darry turning in the forms, I dozed off.
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"Soda."
I opened my eyes, "Yeah?" I asked still in sleep mode. Then I realized that Reesa wasn't on my lap. My eyes shot straight open in alarm, but Darry already had her in his arms. It looked like she was still asleep to me.
Darry laughed at my reaction, "C'mon, we're up. And button up your shirt, I don't think that nurse likes to see your muscles."
I got up, buttoning my shirt on the way in, and followed Darry. We ended up in a little room, it was all white. Sure reminded me of a hospital, except this was slower and much cheaper.
Darry walked over to the bed in the center of the room, and set Reesa down. She was starting to wake now, but she didn't look much better. She wasn't shaking anymore though, good. Man, her face looked bad. Skye must have really gotten her last night, the doc was sure to ask about that. But it was obvious that that was not all that was wrong with her.
I heard a few voices outside, then the door opened with a CLICK.
The doctor was really young, not much older than Darry by the looks of it. He had a good build, but he wasn't a big man, kinda like me. He smiled kindly at us, and walked slowly over to the bed on the opposite side of Darry.
He looked up from his chart. "Would you tell me what happened? And what relation do you have to." he looked back down at the chart, and paused. "Reesa."
"I'm her older brother and legal guardian."
"Oh, and who are you?" He asked pointing to me. Prick. He was so professional for his age. He needs some humor!
"Soda."
He looked over at Darry, like Darry would disipline me or something. Didn't I look to old to be looked after by a man just a few years older than me?
Darry didn't seem to notice that the doc had looked over at him, he had his eyes trained on Reesa, with his hands in his pockets.
I smirked, "I'm her brother, name's Soda."
The doc stared at me with steal eyes, "Is Soda really your name?"
"Yup."
He smiled, then walked closer to the head of the bed where Reesa was laying. His face changed when he took a closer look at her face, then he looked up at Darry, very calm.
"What happened again?" curiosity was in his voice now.
"She woke up sick this morning. Then she colapsed, so we brought her here."
"What about her face?"
"Oh, old injury."
"It doesn't look to old to me."
"It's from last night. She was fine last night." Darry said, now getting annoyed.
"How did she get it?"
"Look, would you just check her out and see why she's so sick?"
"Well, that injury could have something to do with it, so I need to know."
"The injury has nothing to do with it!" Darry's voice rose, but then he took a deep breathe, trying to contain his temper.
I stepped closer to the bed, eyeing Darry to calm down. "She got in a small fight, and although she usually dodges punches, it was unexpected so she got it.Now please just go on."
The doctor seemed to be contemplating something. "Who did she get in a fight with?"
".Her sister."
The doctor looked skeptical, but continued. "She wasn't complaining of anything last night, or day, or even the day before that?"
"No. She doesn't complain much, she has a very high pain tolerance. But she was acting normal. I would know if she was sick." Darry said flatly.
"Okay. Has she ever had this before?"
"No."
"Anything like it?"
"No."
"Has she ever been admitted to the hospital."
".Nope."
"When was the last time she was sick?"
"Uh, about five months ago, she had a cold."
"Is that it? What about injuries?"
"Last year, or maybe two years ago, about this time she was injured pretty bad, it took a week or so before she was back up and going."
"What happened then?"
"We don't know exactly, some friends found her lying on the ground on their way to our house."
"Where was she hurt?"
"Everywhere."
"Okay.Thank you. Will you follow me please?"
Oh no! This is not good. Now Darry was pissed, and Reesa wouldn't be happy either. Damn it! This idiot son of a b--- doctor! Reesa would freak once she found that we weren't there. What do I do, will the doc let me stay?
I walked over to the bed quietly, eyeing Darry. Yeah, he was angry. I couldn't blame him though. I was pissed to.
Reesa was still pretty out of it. Although I could tell she was slowly waking.
"Reesa, girlie." I said nudging her shoulder softly. She looked over, a little confused so I continued, "Hey, everything will be okay, alright? Just trust me-"
"You too, lets go." The doctor said firmly.
I looked up, "Give me a sec!"
"Now."
I looked back at Reesa, she didn't understand. I brushed her cheek with the back of my hand, "Trust me, it's okay." I said gently, looking into her eyes. Then I turned and walked out.
The doc would pay, and I knew it. Reesa would freak, and I didn't think she would take it lightly even if she was so weak. She's a fighter. Little does the doc know.
The door closed. I looked up at the doctor who was saying, "Go sit in the waiting room, I need to do some tests on your sister."
Darry and I just stood there looking at the doc. He seemed reluctant to turn his back on us.
"Go ahead, doc. Go do your tests and drill her about her injuries. I'm sure she'll answer them well." I said. He was going to get his butt kicked.
He eyed me, like I would pull out a blade as soon as her turned. I nudged Darry as I turned to sit. "C'mon, Darry. Let Reesa light into him."
"If I hear so much as a whimper, I'm goin' in there. I swear to god, he better not hurt Reesa."
"He's a doctor, Darry."
He looked at me, "He's a stranger, Soda. A stranger is enough to hurt her. At least emotionally. And she's delirious, too."
"Yeah. I know. But if Reesa has the strength, then that doc'll be bleedin' on the floor in a few minutes."
This whole conversation went on under our breath. Darry was ready to walk out of that place, and he would have if Reesa wasn't so bad off.
(Soda's POV)
I woke up early that day, on account that Two-Bit tried to sit on my face.
"Get off me!" I said groggily, pushing Two-Bit away.
"Get up, you lazy slug!"
"I'm lazy?!"
"It's about time you admitted it."
Right, whatever. "What are you doing here?" I asked, sitting up, pushing my hair out of my face. Day old grease. nasty. I brushed my hands off.
"What I do everyday."
"Oh." I didn't even bother to find out what that was supposed to mean. Two- Bit logic has a meaning of it's own - and only he knows the true translation.
"Two-Bit? Is that you?" Darry called from the kitchen. The sound of sizzling bacon and eggs hit my ears. The smell was even better.
"Yup. What's up?" He left me sitting there. Thanks for stopping by.
"Pony's over at Johnny's. He went to go get him before school. Skye's doing her hair or make-up or something. She'll be fast. Go tell her you're here. IAnd/I Reesa's not going."
"Why not?"
Darry shrugged. "I don't know. you don't want to know either. It's too complicated for you."
"Okay."
"Where's Steve?" I called into the kitchen.
"In the car, I guess. It's his turn to be lazy today."
"His turn to WHAT?" Darry asked.
"Well, you see, we take turns being lazy. Yesterday was my day. Today is his. Tomorrow it'll be mine again."
"I don't even want to know," Darry and I said at the same time.
It didn't seem like anything unusual to Two-Bit and he went to find Skye. Darry poked his head out the door near me.
"Did you know about their switch off?"
"Nope. But it explains a lot."
Anyway, I guess Pony left early. I wonder how he liked having a different roommate. He probably freaked, oh-well. What-ever works for him. Not that it worked, because Reesa probably bit his head off about the whole thing. She must of been confused this morning too.
"Get out! Two-Bit!" I heard Skye scream.
"Okay, but hurry your little pretty girl stuff up!" Two-Bit yelled back.
"I'm not a little girl!"
"Don't get her started Two-Bit," Darry yelled, turning to me "Soda, hurry it up, you've gotta go to work. Remember?"
"Sure, Darry."
I stood up and walked towards my room. I would have to kick Reesa out, sorry Reesa. When I walked into my room, I saw her sitting up against the bed with her knee's drawn up to her chest. She had an 'I feel horrible' look on her face.
"Hey, I gotta have my room, get out."
"Stuff it, dick face."
"Ohh.feisty." By the look she was sending me, I decided I had better shut my big mouth, but I couldn't resist. "What's crawled up your.."
"C'mon, girlie. Ya shoulda been up a half hour ago, let Soda have his room," Darry poked his head in.
"I'm not goin today." She said while slowly pulling herself to her feet with the assistance of my bed.
"Yeah, I know. Pony told me you weren't feelin' good today." Darry responded.
"Then why do I have to get up?" she asked.
"'Cause, Soda has to get ready."
Reesa started walking out of the room, she really didn't look to hot. Actually, she did look hot, but not good. She looked like she had a fever, I wondered if she did, but decided not to worry about it. Darry could do that.
I heard Darry outside, "Hey, Rees.you okay?"
Before, when he was telling her to get out of my room, he hadn't looked at her very closely. Every once in a while, she would just come down sick and Darry learned to not worry to much about her unless there was really a reason to. She gets real mad if you try and take care of her if its not needed. Luckily, Darry knew from experience when she needed him and when she didn't. Once I asked him how he did it, but he just told me it was in her eyes, he just saw it. Crazy.
"Yeah, Reesa baby, why are ya ditchin' me today?" Two-Bit asked jokingly. I expected it to continue, but I guess Darry made him stop before it really began, because I heard nothing else from Two-Bit after he yelled "Hurry up greaser!" through my door.
"Cool it, Two-Bit. I'm hurryin!"
I was pulling on my pants and had just flung my unbuttoned shirt over my shoulders when I heard a thump near my door. As it happened, I thought nothing of it, how could I? Two-Bit was there, he was probably messing around with Reesa. He was always wrestling with her, even though she was a girl. And he always enjoyed teasing her, especially when she was sick.
"REESA! Hey, look at me!" Darry broke loudly into the silence I had created for myself. It was quite easy to do actually.
Wait, why was Darry freaking out? Had Two-Bit really hurt her without knowing it? No, it couldn't be, Reesa was never that weak. What was going on.
"Reesa? Wha." Two-Bit had left his joking manner behind him, he seemed to be really worried.
I took two long, fast steps to the door and flung it open. I saw Two-Bit first. He was kneeling on the floor in my direction. Then I trained my eyes to the left where Darry was also kneeling, his muscles tense and his face flooded with worry.
I then looked straight down to see my younger sister curled in a ball on the floor. Her face was bunched up in a painful expression I had never seen on her before. She was trying hard to hold in the pain, but was starting to falter as it became worse. I heard her whimperings become louder by the second, wondering what was causing them. One of Darry's hands was resting on her shoulder, trying to hold her still. The other was cupping one side of her face (the one that wasn't hurt, and the one closest to the floor).
"Hey, we gotta go, Soda." Two-Bit said tentively.
"Just go, I'll get to work fine."
Two-Bit turned and went out the door.
I got down to my knees and gently stroked Reesa's hair while I asked, "What happened, Darry?"
"I don't know, she just fell to the floor." Answering quickly and confusedly.
At that, Darry stood and walked over to the kitchen. I could here him ruffling papers hurredly.
"What are you doin', Darry?"
"Trying to find the doc's phone number.its gotta be 'round here somewhere."
Suddenly, Reesa broke out shaking and squirming on the floor, as though the pain might go away with the movement.
I leaned down closer to her ear, "Shhhhh.your okay, girlie. Just hang in there."
"Darry!"
Darry came around the corner from the kitchen so quickly I was afraid he would lose his balance. His face went stricken as he saw Reesa shaking so violently below him.
Darry plunged forward, holding her arms, trying to calm her.
"Reesa, relax! Let your muscles relax, it'll help the pain go away. Just breathe." Darry said firmly but gently, looking into her now gray eyes. She stared right back, then started taking deeper breaths, trying hard to relax. But it wasn't working, she was still panicky and the pain seemed to only worsen.
"Reesa," I spoke gently into her ear, "we'll take care of you, its okay. It'll pass, the pain will pass, it always does.just focus on me. You're okay, girlie, your okay."
I looked into Darry's worried face, "Do you want to take her to the hospital?" I asked shakily. I hated hospitals with all my heart, but I was scared. What was this that was making her this way? What was wrong? I had never seen her this bad before. Never could I remember a time that she had been this sick.
"We'll go down to the clinic."
I picked her up, and worked my way out of the door. She was still shaking so bad, it was almost hard to hold her. I walked quickly over to the truck, but knew I couldn't open the door up with Reesa in my arms. Darry came up from behind me quickly and reached around me to open the door. Once he had it opened I hoisted Reesa up into the truck, where she would be in the middle of us. Darry was already on the other side, and helped me out. We positioned her so that she was lying in my lap, her head down. I sat still stroking her forehead that was alarmingly hot.
All the way to the clinic, I sat talking to Reesa in a calming voice, and she slowly calmed. I could tell now that the shaking had not been voluntary, it wasn't letting up much, but I could tell she was calming and the pain was slowly leaving her.
We got to the clinic, and Darry helped me get Reesa out. She was to weak to walk by that time, after all the pain. As we walked into the small, white waiting room, I suddenly realized that Reesa's body was now gleaming with sweat, and her skin was pale white.
Darry walked straight up to the front desk, and not knowing what else to do, I followed suit. The nurse was really old and ugly, she looked like she would be one of the hellien teachers at school that yell about a pencil falling off a desk. I was not looking forward to this visit.
"How may I help you?" the nurse asked tartly.
Darry motioned back to Reesa saying, "She needs to see a doc. She's not doing to good."
"What is her condition?"
"Well, she woke up sick this morning. She's in a lot of pain."
"And she's got a high fever," I piped in.
She looked up for the first time since we had walked in. Her eyebrows raised in surprise. What was she surprised about? Then she looked me over and glared at me like I was the devil or something. What? I almost said it out loud, but instead decided to keep my trap shut on account of the look Darry flashed me.
"Where are her parents?"
"Dead."
"Legal guardian?"
"That would be me," Darry said calmly, "Now can we go on?"
"Do you have any blood relation?"
"Yes! She's my little sister."
"Is the state aware of this?"
"Yes."
Darry was getting impatient, you don't do this when he's worried about one of us. Stupid lady! I was ready to jump in and pound on her head soooo hard that..
The nurse handed Darry a pile of papers that I would never have the patients to fill out and started giving him instructions, "Fill out these papers and bring them back to me when you are finished." She pointed to a paper sitting on the counter, "Sign this at the bottom of the list, put down her name and why you have brought her here. We'll call you in."
"Soda?"
The voice was real weak, and it took a few seconds for it to sink in. I jumped and looked down to Reesa. I knew she was scared, she had never been to this clinic before, so she couldn't place it. I could also tell that she was still in pain, but she has a pretty high pain tolerance. That was one reason we were so worried about her, she doesn't give in to pain unless its real bad.
"Shhhh, we'll get you taken care of, Rees. Just relax, 'kay?"
I made my way to three seats that were all together. I sat down and eased Reesa up so that she was sitting up a little more.
I was just trying to get settled, when I heard Reesa ask, "Where.?" looking around with confusion. She could barely lift her head off my shoulder.
"We're at a clinic, we want a doctor to check you over. Hold on, and I'll let you lay down in a sec."
Darry turned to look at me when I had started talking, like I was talking to him. Then he saw that Reesa was talking again. That was always a good sign.
"Reesa, how ya feelin'?"
"A doctor?"
Well, maybe not as good as I thought. Apparently she was still confused and things weren't going through her head, at least not quickly.
"Yeah, I just want to make sure you're okay."
Reesa looked at him, exhausted from just talking. Her body was already worn out and the added confusion of what was going on was taking its toll. I layed her down so her head could rest in my arm, and she moved to get comfortable on her own. She wasn't shaking so much now, it was more like trembling but worse.
Reesa was pretty much asleep within a few minutes, and I got real bored. Darry was still filling out all the crappy papers in the pile the nurse had handed him. Somewhere between Reesa going to sleep and Darry turning in the forms, I dozed off.
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"Soda."
I opened my eyes, "Yeah?" I asked still in sleep mode. Then I realized that Reesa wasn't on my lap. My eyes shot straight open in alarm, but Darry already had her in his arms. It looked like she was still asleep to me.
Darry laughed at my reaction, "C'mon, we're up. And button up your shirt, I don't think that nurse likes to see your muscles."
I got up, buttoning my shirt on the way in, and followed Darry. We ended up in a little room, it was all white. Sure reminded me of a hospital, except this was slower and much cheaper.
Darry walked over to the bed in the center of the room, and set Reesa down. She was starting to wake now, but she didn't look much better. She wasn't shaking anymore though, good. Man, her face looked bad. Skye must have really gotten her last night, the doc was sure to ask about that. But it was obvious that that was not all that was wrong with her.
I heard a few voices outside, then the door opened with a CLICK.
The doctor was really young, not much older than Darry by the looks of it. He had a good build, but he wasn't a big man, kinda like me. He smiled kindly at us, and walked slowly over to the bed on the opposite side of Darry.
He looked up from his chart. "Would you tell me what happened? And what relation do you have to." he looked back down at the chart, and paused. "Reesa."
"I'm her older brother and legal guardian."
"Oh, and who are you?" He asked pointing to me. Prick. He was so professional for his age. He needs some humor!
"Soda."
He looked over at Darry, like Darry would disipline me or something. Didn't I look to old to be looked after by a man just a few years older than me?
Darry didn't seem to notice that the doc had looked over at him, he had his eyes trained on Reesa, with his hands in his pockets.
I smirked, "I'm her brother, name's Soda."
The doc stared at me with steal eyes, "Is Soda really your name?"
"Yup."
He smiled, then walked closer to the head of the bed where Reesa was laying. His face changed when he took a closer look at her face, then he looked up at Darry, very calm.
"What happened again?" curiosity was in his voice now.
"She woke up sick this morning. Then she colapsed, so we brought her here."
"What about her face?"
"Oh, old injury."
"It doesn't look to old to me."
"It's from last night. She was fine last night." Darry said, now getting annoyed.
"How did she get it?"
"Look, would you just check her out and see why she's so sick?"
"Well, that injury could have something to do with it, so I need to know."
"The injury has nothing to do with it!" Darry's voice rose, but then he took a deep breathe, trying to contain his temper.
I stepped closer to the bed, eyeing Darry to calm down. "She got in a small fight, and although she usually dodges punches, it was unexpected so she got it.Now please just go on."
The doctor seemed to be contemplating something. "Who did she get in a fight with?"
".Her sister."
The doctor looked skeptical, but continued. "She wasn't complaining of anything last night, or day, or even the day before that?"
"No. She doesn't complain much, she has a very high pain tolerance. But she was acting normal. I would know if she was sick." Darry said flatly.
"Okay. Has she ever had this before?"
"No."
"Anything like it?"
"No."
"Has she ever been admitted to the hospital."
".Nope."
"When was the last time she was sick?"
"Uh, about five months ago, she had a cold."
"Is that it? What about injuries?"
"Last year, or maybe two years ago, about this time she was injured pretty bad, it took a week or so before she was back up and going."
"What happened then?"
"We don't know exactly, some friends found her lying on the ground on their way to our house."
"Where was she hurt?"
"Everywhere."
"Okay.Thank you. Will you follow me please?"
Oh no! This is not good. Now Darry was pissed, and Reesa wouldn't be happy either. Damn it! This idiot son of a b--- doctor! Reesa would freak once she found that we weren't there. What do I do, will the doc let me stay?
I walked over to the bed quietly, eyeing Darry. Yeah, he was angry. I couldn't blame him though. I was pissed to.
Reesa was still pretty out of it. Although I could tell she was slowly waking.
"Reesa, girlie." I said nudging her shoulder softly. She looked over, a little confused so I continued, "Hey, everything will be okay, alright? Just trust me-"
"You too, lets go." The doctor said firmly.
I looked up, "Give me a sec!"
"Now."
I looked back at Reesa, she didn't understand. I brushed her cheek with the back of my hand, "Trust me, it's okay." I said gently, looking into her eyes. Then I turned and walked out.
The doc would pay, and I knew it. Reesa would freak, and I didn't think she would take it lightly even if she was so weak. She's a fighter. Little does the doc know.
The door closed. I looked up at the doctor who was saying, "Go sit in the waiting room, I need to do some tests on your sister."
Darry and I just stood there looking at the doc. He seemed reluctant to turn his back on us.
"Go ahead, doc. Go do your tests and drill her about her injuries. I'm sure she'll answer them well." I said. He was going to get his butt kicked.
He eyed me, like I would pull out a blade as soon as her turned. I nudged Darry as I turned to sit. "C'mon, Darry. Let Reesa light into him."
"If I hear so much as a whimper, I'm goin' in there. I swear to god, he better not hurt Reesa."
"He's a doctor, Darry."
He looked at me, "He's a stranger, Soda. A stranger is enough to hurt her. At least emotionally. And she's delirious, too."
"Yeah. I know. But if Reesa has the strength, then that doc'll be bleedin' on the floor in a few minutes."
This whole conversation went on under our breath. Darry was ready to walk out of that place, and he would have if Reesa wasn't so bad off.