Pony's POV
I woke up with an arm around me. I panicked, thinking one of the Socs had gotten me, but it was only Soda.
I sighed and leaned back into the pillows. I hated being so scared, but I was terrified now, out of my mind with worry.
Soda slowly woke up. He grinned down at me when he sat up.
"Hey, Pony. How are you feeling today?"
I just shrugged my shoulders. I didn't feel like talking much.
"That good, huh? Well, at that rate, you'll be home in no time at all." Soda said, as though the shrug was actually words.
"I'm going to go home for a few minutes, okay? I need to change clothes and take a shower. I'll bring some clothes for you to change into when you leave, okay?"
I nodded, and he went out the door, waving as he left.
I was alone again. This is when something bad happens, when the Socs come and beat me up, when I'm scared out of my wits with no one to save me.
I started shaking as I expected the worst. The first time, I figured it was just because I was a greaser. The second time, I figured they just wanted to scare me out of my head. The third time, it became personal, and I couldn't stand it anymore.
So what was going to happen this time?
Memories of the past attacks flooded back, haunting my every thought. I shut my eyes tightly, trying to push them out, not let them in. But they came anyway. And with that came fear.
I shook uncontrollably. I was scared and alone. Where are you Soda? Hurry back. I need you!
Soda's POV
I ran back to the hospital. I wished I had had the truck, but Darry needed it more than I did. By the time I get back, I'll be dirty again.
I finally got back. I panted as I rode up the elevator. I was tired and out of breath.
I jumped out of the elevator and ran to Pony's room .
"Hey, Po-" Ponyboy was under the covers, shaking like a leaf, gripping the blankets with all his strength(which wasn't much).
"Pony?" I said as I stepped to him.
A whimper was all I got in return. I pushed the blankets aside, as I tried to free the covers from Pony's tight grip.
A haunted-looking Pony was what greeted me. He looked up at me, his face swollen and red. His face was soaked, as was the pillow he had been burying his face in.
"What's the matter, baby?" I said, fearing something really awful had happened.
"You. . . you l-l-left me." He stuttered.
I understood then. He was afraid. Every time we left him alone, something bad happened.
I scooped him up in my arms and hugged him close to me. I was so sorry. I never meant for him to be so scared.
"Don't leave me, Soda. Don't leave me." The pleading tone to his words tore at my heart so much it hurt. We can't leave him alone anymore...Ever.
I held Pony as he sobbed into my shirt, dampening it like he had the sheets.
We were losing Pony, and it scared me.
Okay, I changed this and it's extremely short, but now I'm out of an idea. Let me know if you have one!
I had a few reviews about this chapter, and when there are a few about a chapter with problems in it, I usually just change or take it out. I gave up on this one, and just left it at this. I'll update with a long one this weekend. So sorry about this.
Do I come off as arrogant or self-righteous? I don't mean to, if I do.
