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Chapter 2: Nightmare

Pony's POV

I starred out into the crash scene realizing it was our truck. Two-bit crashed into our truck. Who was driving it Soda or Darry? Are they okay? A million thoughts rushed through my head as I jumped out of the car and ran to the truck. The truck was completely totaled, and the windshield was broken. The windshield was broken that couldn't be good.

"Darry! Soda!" I cried.

No sound came none just utter silence and Two-bit mumbling.

"Two-bit do you know what you did?" I yelled.

"Huh? Did you hear me?" I screamed angerily.

I frantically looked around the truck. Just a few feet away from the crash. They couldn't have gone far? I mean Two-bit wasn't driving that fast was he? duh, Pony he smashed the whole front of the truck... Shut up! Shut up! I thought pushing the negative thoughts as far in the back of my head as humanly possible.

I looked at the ground surveying it when I saw a figure two yards away. I ran as fast I could. I turned the figure over realizing it was Sodapop.

"Soda!" I said shaking him. "Soda talk to me!" I screamed.

Two-bit started running over, but fell halfway here. It would have been hillarious normally. But not now. He got up making his way over here a bit slower steadying himself. His eyes met Soda's lying on the ground his face with many cuts and bruises. I glared at him. It was a deadly glare.

"Pony?" I head a voice mumble softly and quietly.

"Soda!" I yelled my eyes filling up with tears. He had his stupid DX shirt on.

"Darry.." He said his voice fading as he closed his eyes.

"Darry? Darry?" I repeated. Oh no, Darry was in the car too.

"Two-bit get help I got to find Darry." I yelled. Two-bit nodded.

I ran around the area trying to find Darry. Did Soda mean call Darry or tell Darry something. I turned around heading back to Soda when I saw a limp figure.

"DARRY!" I yelled running over to him. I dropped on my knees beside him checking his pulse. He had a pulse but he had intense bleeding. He looked worse than Soda. He had definitely broken a lot of bones. I knew it wouldn't be the broken bones I would have to worry about.

I heard the sound of an ambulance near us. I quickly got up and signaled them over to Darry after they had put soda in the ambulance. They let me ride in the ambulance while Two-bit was escorted to a police car nearby. I sat in the ambulance mortified. What happens if Darry dies? What would become if Soda died? What if they both died? What if one of them was paralyzed? These thoughts mortified me.I knew if they didn't survive I couldn't live. It ishard enough without Johnny and Dally but without Darry and/or Soda that would be like a living a nightmare.

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