Chapter 15
Savannah
Two-Bit's mom asked me to stay with them. She thought that Two-Bit would get better sooner if I was there full time. I told her that I could bring Two-Bit to my apartment, but eventually we agreed that Two-Bit wasn't in any condition to move. I told Two-Bit's mom that I would have to go to my apartment to get some of my stuff and find someone to feed my dog. She said to bring the dog with me.
Before I left I went into Two-Bit's room. He was still sleeping; he had been for several hours. I thought about waking him up and telling him that I would be leaving for a little while, but I decided against it.
When I got back to my apartment, I packed a week's worth of clothes, gave Sheba a bath, and took a shower. Then I was back in my car; driving back to Two-Bit's house. Sheba loves car rides; she hung her head out the window the whole way.
Two-Bit was just waking up when I got back. He looked up at me sleepily when I came into his room. Then he smiled. Sheba recognized Two-Bit immediately; she ran over to his bed and jumped on it. I didn't know Sheba could jump anymore. Sheba laid down next to Two-Bit and started licking his ear. Two-Bit scratched Sheba behind her ears.
"She remembers you," I said as I sat down next to Two-Bit.
Two-Bit nodded. He still looked tired.
"She missed you," I said. "I missed you too."
Two-Bit didn't say anything. He just held my hand. I took that as his way of saying "I missed you too."
"Your mom said you haven't been eating," I said. "Are you hungry?"
Two-Bit nodded.
"I'll bring you some soup," I said. "I'll be right back."
Two-Bit
Savannah is here. She's finally here. She even brought her dog.
She's getting me some soup now; I'm starving. I can tell she's worried about me; so is my mom, but she doesn't matter; not as much as Savannah.
I'm too weak to eat the soup by myself; Savannah had to feed it to me. I ended up eating three bowls of it. Once I was done eating, Savannah came back and cuddled me.
"I was so worried about you," She said. "You just disappeared, and then there was that story in the paper about that boy killing himself. I was afraid that you might be dead too. Then you could have hurt yourself…I guess you kind of did, but not too badly. Then I was talking to your mom, and I found out that that kid that killed himself was a friend of yours and…"
Savannah's voice trailed off. I could hear her crying.
"It's Ok," I muttered. "You're here now. I'll be alright."
"And then when you were staying with me before you kept having these nightmares about killing someone," Savannah sobbed. "I didn't know what to think."
"'Tell you about that later," I muttered. "I'm too tired now."
"Ok," Savannah said.
Savannah held me until I fell asleep.
