Okay, I'm back by popular demand. I wish! I got this review saying that I shouldn't make this one-shot! I think I'll mix the POVs around a little! Hope you like!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Outsiders. Don't sue
Chapter 2
I didn't know what to do. Pony was dead, and I was close to it. I was sitting there next Pony's body when this cop showed up. I was real afraid. I was afraid of cops.
"Do you know A Ponyboy Curtis?" asked the cop.
I didn't answer him. I looked down and hot tears started to well up in my eyes. The cop started to come out of his car.
"I said have you seen a Ponyboy Curtis!" the cop demanded.
He saw I was crying, and his tone softened.
"Are you okay," he asked, sounding a little more understanding, "You look like you have been in a fight. I need to know were I can find a Ponyboy Curtis."
"Right here," I said as I pointed to a limp body.
The cop looked down, and a look of disgust crept across his face. He bent down to check the pulse.
"I think he's dead," the cop said, not sounding the least bit sorry, "I'll call an ambulance."
I wonder why. If he was already dead, why would they need an ambulance. The cop radioed one anyway. I could here the sirens blazing, as they got closer.
"I think you should come to the hospital, too," The cop said.
I wasn't in the mood to argue, so I got in the ambulance, too. I sat next to Ponyboy, but it wasn't Pony. Not anymore.
Once at the hospital, they gave me five stitches in my arm. I didn't realize I was bleeding so bad. I was soon realest.
Darry and Soda showed up soon. They looked torn up. I looked torn up. None of us talked. We just sat in the waiting room. Soon the doctor came out.
"He's dead," The doctor said, "He was drowned."
Tears were streaming down Soda's and, I was horrified to find, Darry's face.
I would write more, but I need to do my homework. I hope you liked!