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Darry POV

I hadn't slept all night after Pony's dream. It hurt me too much to see him in pain.

Last night was dreadful; Pony was shaking and thrashing around like a fish out of water. I was so scared he was going to hurt himself, and when we walked in he started screaming so loud, I was being to think it was because of me.

I woke up my littlest brother with a tight grip and a slight shove. My hands fit around his arms. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight. He used to have a good build for a fourteen year old, but lately he has lost his appetite and wakes up every night.

When I heard him apologize to Soda and I, it broke my heart. Soda asked him if he remembered it, and he shook his head no. He acted different then usual, and it scared me to think he was lying to us.

I only noticed the tears when Soda looked at me, I wiped my eyes and told my brothers to get some sleep, although I new I couldn't.

I got out of bed and checked on my brothers, Soda was still holding a whimpering Pony, and by the look in their eyes, I bet they hadn't slept.

I went to have a quick shower. The warm water running down my back cooled my nerves and undid some knots. I got out when I heard Two-bit slam the door. I reached down to the floor for my black T-shirt, and jeans.

I looked at the person in the mirror, and wondered why a man with so many muscles and outer strength could be so weak and scared in the inside.

Walking into the kitchen I started up the eggs.

Flashback- Mum was holding a little Ponyboy in her arms, with a 6 year old Soda tugging at her leg.

Dad and I were sitting at the table, and playing a guess the song game, where i would hum a tune, and he would guess it. I was humming twinkle twinkle whenI heard Soda whinefrom in the kitchen. Dad got up and pushed in his chair, I followed his steps exactly, and pushed in my chair.

Every step he took,I took in the same place on the floor. Since my short leggs couldn't reach as far, I was tripping over alot. We finally got into the kitchen when the whining stopped.

Soda was rubbing his eye on one of Mums knees and Pony trying to swallow his sniffles on the other knee. Mum was rocking them back and forth,and singing mocking bird in her sweet angelic voice.

Ponymust have hit Soda in the eye. He seemed to do it alot, and when he did he would start crying, and Soda would whimper and rub his eye non-stop.

Pony turned to me with hislively eyes, and the sniffles stopped. Soda dropped his hand andMum gave them both a big hug.

They both ran to me (Pony waddled) and i gave each one a hug too. I heard Dad wisper to Mum, 'he's such a great brother, and he will look after them so well.'

I smiled with pride, and made a silent promis to always keep my brothers safe.

When Soda came into the kitchen I knew something was worrying him, I snapped out of my dase to take care of mybrother once again.

"What's up little buddy?" I asked with a calm voice.

"S...Steve's on the couch, and he is starting to worry me" He said with a slight quiver.

"How, Why, Ill go check on him. Watch the eggs" I instructed, worriedly.

I walked into the room and saw Steve sitting with his elbows on his knees and a big gash in his head. Two-bit had no smirk on his face, and Pony was in the shower.

"Hey buddy, whats going on? Were you here all night?" Soda was right, it was scary to see a friend all broken down.

"I … I … Dad. Fell asleep on porch. Dragged myself in at 2" I noticed how badly shaken he was. Soda walked in unanounced.

"Let me fix up your head, can you tell me what happened?" I said as I slowly sat down next to him.

"Don't touch me!" he yelled getting up, slowly baking away.

"Calm down I wont hurt you" I tried calmly

"Ouch…. You're hurting me, Please stop. STOP STOP OWWW" he was thrashing himself against the wall with noone and nothing touching him.

I put a hand on his shoulder, and he shuddered screaming at me as if I were his father. He ran out the door crying. Soda ran after him, with his face glittering with fright for his best friend.

Two-bit was sitting silently in the corner of the room, eyes closed, hoping that the situation wouldn't get worse.

"DARRY, Get outside!" Soda yelled

I came outside with sudden shock of my brother's shrill voice. "What… what … WHAT HAPPENED? … Steve!"

Steve was lying on the sidewalk, eyes rolled backward, and body shaking up and down.

"Soda, Get the keys, were going to the hospital" I ordered my shaking brother.

I put one hand under Steve's legs, and the other under his neck, and carried him to the open car door. I turned the key and heard the pistons jump and fall.

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If you are wondering why his parents had said he was going to look after his brothers well, they didnt mean after they were dead, they can't tell the future. My brother looks after meby being there, and talking to me about stuff I would only learn from him. I class that as looking after me, and imagine that is what Darry would do for Soda and Pony.

I have exams at the moment so please dont get too mad if I dont stay up all night writing. School sucks

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