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Chapter Seventeen: Unexpected Rescuer
So, when we all saw who it was, "surprise, surprise", it was Vince. Like we couldn't have guessed that.
"God dammit Vince, leave us alone!" I said, in a choked up voice. He walked over to me. I took a glance at Dally, who was still unconscious, and the rest of the guys, still standing there, afraid to move because of Vince's threats. He chuckled softly and bent down to my level on the ground.
"What a shame, you're such a pretty one. But I'm going to kill you, and I'm going to kill Dallas, because Dallas did not give me what he owes me. Now, you both are going to pay," He said and laughed some more.
A tear rolled down my face by now, as Vince handcuffed my arms behind my back, and I had no strength to fight it. I looked over at the other guys again. Ponyboy was crying, and Soda was a little bit too. Steve looked angry, sad and sacred, and Johnny's face was completely white, he was shaking, and almost crying.
Dally was still lying motionless on the pavement, a small pool of blood now formed around the place where Vince had clubbed him one.
"You're not gonna get away with this," Soda said bravely, "I won't let you kill my sister,"
"Shut up!" Vince yelled, pointing the gun at him and making him flinch. "It ain't up to you anyways, you try to help her or Dallas and I'll bust your head open, understand?" He snarled.
"Oh God…" I said, while crying at the same time.
"I think you should all be a bit quieter, so no one find us, hmmm?" Vince said, pushing the barrel of the gun against the side of my head. Everyone stopped talking immediately, except for the sound of crying.
"Good." He said sinisterly and started talking to Dally's unconscious form.
"Well Dallas, looks like this is the end of the line for you, huh? You screwed me over in jail, and then you screwed me over outside jail, and now I'm screwing you over! How do you like that one, pretty boy? Huh? Do you know how many times you got me beat up in prison?" His voice was getting louder every sentence.
"Well, now it's payback time," He, said, just as Dally's eyes fluttered open. Vince laughed maniacally.
"Good, you can see your precious little girlfriend die now," Vince said, pointing the gun at me. I was too petrified to say anything or move.
"Sunny!" Dally moaned.
"Sunny! No!" Soda and Ponyboy yelled. Vince cocked the gun, and aimed it directly at my head.
"Say goodbye!" Vince said. Then, from the shadows of the back of the alley, leapt someone with a lead pipe in their hands. This distracted Vince, so that when he fired his gun, it missed me. Only by a little, though. It collided with the wall, and I went into hysterics with crying.
The mystery person from the shadows cracked Vince over the head with the pipe, with a sickening sound of metal hitting skull. Vince fell, the gun landing a meter away from him. Immediately the blood formed around his head, much like Dally's, only with much more blood.
Vince wasn't dead, just unconscious.
Then I got a good look at the guys who saved my life's face. It was…
"Two-Bit!" I said, disbelievingly. He walked over to me, undid the handcuffs, and hugged me tightly, saying "I'm sorry" over and over again.
"Two-Bit, you're sorry? No, I'm sorry, and I owe you my life," I said. He had started to cry.
"Thank you, Keith," I said. He sort of let out a laugh-cry, as did I. Johnny, Soda, Ponyboy and Steve ran over to us. Soda and Ponyboy hugged me tightly, bawling their eyes out.
I looked over at Dally, who managed to sit up. Blood was still oozing slowly from his forehead. He looked dizzy.
"Sunny…" He said, disoriented. I let go of Two-Bit and my brothers and crawled over to Dally. I got up on m knees, the way he was, and hugged him tighter than I'd ever hugged anyone.
"I'm so glad you're okay," I said.
"I'm glad you're okay too, I love you," He said.
"I love you too," I said, repeating it a couple times too.
"Well, this is very sweet, but we need to get to a hospital, like, now!" Steve exclaimed. Luckily we were about a block away from the hospital, so we walked, somehow. Soda helped me walk, and Two-Bit and Steve helped Dally walk. Ponyboy and Johnny were walking ahead of us, their faces both still without colour.
We left Vince back in the alley, but we decided we'd tell the hospital he was there, and to call the police.
When we walked into the hospital, everyone immediately stared at us. I didn't blame them, Dally's face had blood all over it, coming from a huge infected looking cut and bruise on his forehead, and blood was all over his shirt. His eyes kept rolling back in his head. I had a big purple welt on the side of my face from where Vince hit me, red rings around my wrists from the handcuffs, and my ankle was sitting at a funny angle. Ponyboy and Johnny looked so white and shocked that it looked like they were in shock.
"Let us in, it's an emergency," Two-Bit said to the guy at the counter.
"Y-yes, right away," The guy stumbled and got me and Dally some doctors.
Two-Bit helped me into my room, Steve helped Dally into his room, Ponyboy and Johnny sat in the waiting room, and as we walked away I could hear Soda explaining to the guy what happened to us and that they had to call the police about Vince.
Nothing too serious happened with me, the guy put a bandage and some medicine on my face, and a tensor bandage around my ankle and told me to stay off of it for a couple days. Then they just let me go. I wanted to go to Dally' room, but they wouldn't let me in yet, so I went to the waiting room where Soda, Ponyboy, Steve, Two-Bit and Johnny were sitting.
"Two-Bit, thanks again," I said, sitting beside him. "So… are we cool now?" I asked.
"Yeah," He smiled and hugged me. Then the hospital doors opened. I looked up as Darry entered.
"Darry!" I yelled, and hobbled over to him, despite the doctors orders. I hugged him as soon as I got there. He hugged me back very tightly.
"How did you know I was here?" I asked.
"Soda called me. Don't ever worry me like that again kiddo you hear?" Darry said, almost crying. I didn't blame him, his sister (me) had just almost got shot.
"So how's Dally?" He asked, while helping me walk back over to the rest of the gang.
"I dunno, they won't let me see him yet." I said, sitting down between Ponyboy and Soda, with Darry on the other side of Soda, Johnny on the other side of Ponyboy, Steve beside him, and Two-Bit on the other side of Darry. Finally, after a while, a doctor came out and said to us,
"You can see him now," I immediately jumped up, but yelped in pain because of my ankle. Johnny wanted to see Dally as well, so Johnny helped me into the room.
"Hey, Sunny, babe, and Johnny man, how you guy's doin'? Dally asked, from the bed, his voice sounding a little slurred, probably from pain killers.
"We're fie Dally, perfectly fine, how are you?" I asked, sitting on a chair beside his bed and taking his hand. He squeezed my hand as Johnny sat on the other side of the bed.
"Well, see this bandage on my head? There's six stitches under it. And I got some painkillers in my body, but don't mind them, man." He said, grinning at us.
"I'm glad you're okay, Dal," Johnny said.
"Yeah, me too," I said, kissing him quickly on the lips.
"Guys, look," Johnny said, pointing out into the hall.
We looked out to see a doctor and a nurse wheeling Vince by on a stretcher.
"I hope they put that bastard away," Dally said.
"For a long time," I agreed. "Dally, when are you coming home?" I asked as an afterthought.
"I'm allowed to leave when the painkillers wear off," He said, smiling at me.
"Thank God," I said.
Well, nothing much really happened until later that night when we took Dally and me home.
As soon as we got home, and Soda helped me back into our room, I fell asleep on the bed without taking off my shoes or putting on pajamas or anything. Soda told me that Dally was sleeping on our couch tonight, but that was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep, falling into nightmares of Vince with that gun.
In the morning, I woke up and my shoes were lying at the foot of the bed. I looked over at Soda and Ponyboy's bed and smiled; Soda had taken them off.
I walked out to the living room, where Dally was sitting on the couch, totally spaced out, and Darry was in the kitchen making breakfast.
I sat beside Dally and cuddled into him, while saying good morning to Darry and him. Darry asked me how I was feeling, and I said I was fine.
Soon, Ponyboy and Soda got up and came into the kitchen, and the five of us had breakfast. Then Soda got in the bathroom first to have a shower, then me, then Ponyboy. Soon after that, Steve, Two-Bit and Johnny came over, and just like every other morning, Darry, Steve and Soda went to work, and Two-Bit, Johnny and Ponyboy went to school.
That left me and Dally to spend the day together, which we did. It was cold and rainy outside, so we stayed in, watching TV movies and playing board games, and of course a couple make out sessions.
It was a peaceful day. I had to call Gary at the Dingo to tell him I wouldn't be in for a couple days and tell him the reason. He said it was okay.
At the end of the day, everyone came over, and we had a good evening. No hyperness from me and Soda, no fighting, and no real drama. And we all really enjoyed it.
Alright, I couldn't think of a good way to end this chapter, I hope that was good enough. Please review! Oh, I won't be able to get one out tomorrow, I won't be at home all day, so the next one will be out on Thursday.