Another one bites the dust! Okay another chapter thanks you all for the reviews you all rockkkkkkkkkk.. And im glade you are all really enjoying my story!

Okay short chapter I know.. Sorry.. I'll try and make the next one longer for youu

Sodapops POV

I waited in the waiting room uneasily, walking around in circles like a mad man, tears were falling from my eyes. Darry was sitting in the chair in the corner, his head in his hands and I couldn't tell if he was crying or not. Two-Bit was sitting down with a blank expression on his face and he was white as a sheet. Steve kept giving me worried looks and he actually looked like he was going to ball at any moment. All of us were waiting for the news on Pony.. We were all visiting him when he stopped breathing. I remember the steady beeping of the machines going flat and my heart stopping. Doctors rushed in and quickly ushered us out of the room, where a nurse was waiting to escort us to the waiting room.

"Darrel? Sodapop?"I stopped my frantic walking pattern and looked up at Dr. Chambers

"your brother is fine, his heart it beating regular again"he said smiling

A wave of relief washed over me and I looked at Darry who actually had been crying, he quickly dried his tears and ran over to me.

Two-Bit whooped and Steve sniffled.

"Do you know what went wrong?"Darry asked

"yes, Ponyboy was having difficulty getting oxygen because the blood going into his body was getting blocked. But we fixed the malfunction and your brother is now awake and you all may go visit him."

"Thanks doc"we all made our way back to Ponyboys room

"Hey Pony"we all said as we entered

Pony looked semi-confused and short of air, his chest was rising and falling in short breaths, I looked over at Dr. Chambers concerned.

"He'll get his breath back soon"Dr. Chambers reassured my concerned glance at him

I nodded and made my way over to Pony and climbed into the bed with him, the gang surrounded us and Pony looked uncomfortable.

"You alright?"I asked softly

He looked at me and tried to force a smile but was too weak

"your okay now"I said rubbing his arm gently

Instead of the two tubes that were going up Ponys nose their was a mask, it looked too big for his face making him look sick and younger. Darry leaned it and gave Pony a gently hug being way careful not to move him too much. It seemed like their was an invisible force holding Pony down, the way he couldn't move too much. We stayed with Pony late into the day until we all eventually had to leave, we said out goodbyes and exited the hospital.

Next Day

Darrys POV

I woke Soda up the next morning and didnt have to wait long for him to get ready, then we ate breakfast and got into the car. We were anxious to see Pony he looked really awful the other day and the only thing I was thinking was, well he cant get much worse. I was wrong.

When we got to the hospital we ran up to Ponys room and was greeted by Dr. Chambers, he started telling us that Pony had got very ill. Maybe deathly ill. My heart sank. All of this.. Everything from the depression, cutting, getting jumped, drinking, asylum, stabbing.. Now he was sick. Dr. Chambers rambled on, telling us that it was from all the blood transfusions and medicine that has been going into his body and kinda overloading his small figure. So Soda had been right. I took a glance at Soda, he was starting to look sick himself, he gave me a worried glance and we entered Ponys room. It was silent except for the beeping of the machines and Ponys wheezing. The site of Pony made me sick to my stomach, he looked dead. Not sick. But dead. I would have even thought that he was dead if it weren't for his wheezing and rising chest. Sodas face looked hollow and tears were forming in his eyes, his bottom lip was starting to quiver. I didnt think it was fair for Soda having to see all of this, it could harm his happy-go-lucky view on life. I grabbed his arm gently and pulled him closer to me, he never took his gaze away from Pony.

"Soda?"I whispered

he was silent

"Soda I think you should wait outside"I said

He looked at me now, with a hurt expression in his eyes

"outside?"his voice was hoarse

"Darry.. Our brother is d-dying and you want me to go outside? I want to stay with him Dar"he answered his voice shaky

"alright little buddy im sorry"I said releasing his arm

Pony was asleep and I prayed silently for mom and dad to watch over my baby brother, and let him get better soon. Pony looked so fragile and I realized that Pony was stronger than anyone I knew, even me. For lasting this long and right now he is deathly ill and still holding on to life, I was amazed and admired Ponys will to live.

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