Chapter 8: Last time

HEEEEY MY DEAR CHILDREN. YOUR GRILL IS BAQ. I mean it hasn't even been a week so, whatever. But since I was stupid and got into a situation where I was forced to type this and then post today, I am. Thanks night ninja. Ugh. Anywayssssss Lets get on with the story.

DISCLAIMER: IM NOT RICH SO OBVIOUSLY I DON'T OWN THE OUTSIDERS.

Don't forget to not die! Enjoy the storyyyyy

OK LET ME JUST SAY I TRIED TO EDIT THIS AND BOLD AND AND ITALICS TO THIS BUT IT ISNT WORKING SO UR GANNA HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT ILL FIX IT LATER. NOW ENJOY.

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(2 days later) (Pony's POV)

These past 2 days have been absolute hell for me. Actually, worse than hell. I don't even know what to call it. I am sick of being here surrounded by people who I love but they don't love me back. Well, besides Darry I don't see anyone else even remotely liking me. I've tried to hard to not crack, but a person can only take so much.

Hm, I wonder if Dally would crack… doubt it.

I wish I could be tough like Dally. Then I could stay strong through this, and maybe even work up the courage to tell the gang that what they are doing is TEARING ME APART FROM THE INSIDE OUT.

Actually considering on how awful I look ok the outside that's doubtful.

The mirror in my room is right across from my bed, so it's not very hard to see myself. It faces right at me.

My face had cuts all over and was pale and bruised horribly on my cheek, forehead, and jaw. My jaw looked dislocated and just messed up in general. My arms were thin, oh so thin. All the muscle that was on it is gone now. One of my arms looked like they were broken. I remember when I heard it crack. I cringe every time. My stomach was sunken in, not a lot but it was noticeably was too thin. Bruises covered it. My ribs, broken. You could even see some of the broken ones poking at my skin from underneath. It was a very disturbing sight. Not like I cared though. I'm just pointing out the obvious. The worst was my leg. It was turned to the side and bent the wrong direction. It was incredibly huge in size from swelling. It also had cuts on it, which were all covered in dried blood. It was turning purple and green which didn't look to nice. Darry even tried to help get the swelling down, but it didn't work. He knew that if he took me to the hospital that the social services would take me away so he is just waiting it out to see if it'll go down soon.

Won't be enough time to make it go down anyways.

I've got, I-I've got a a plan. And it's almost time to put it into action.

I can't wait for all this pain to go away. And I can't wait to see mom and Dad again. No more tears, no more pain. But there will be peace.

Peace at last.

If only.

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(Johnny's POV)

Oh god, Oh god, Oh god…

Ponyboy, Pony, Oh god Pony.

He's ganna do something stupid. Very stupid.

God damn it Pony! What the hell is wrong!?

I need to get out of here.

NOW.

But there's nowhere to go…

I'm stuck, what, SLEEPING?!

I cant help my fucking friend who is about to do something damn stupid because I can't wake up from SLEEPING!?

This is ridiculous!

You need to hold on Pony, just hang on a little longer.

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(3rd person)

Darry had taken a few days off work to look after Pony. Dally and Steve were still livid with Pony and decided not to come over for a while. Darry didn't mind though, they were really getting on his nerves. He didn't understand how anyone could be so mad over a mistake.

It wasn't even Pony's fault.

"Wait, why was the IV even hanging that low?" Darry thought.

"That means this whole thing could have been prevented!" Darry was very upset. This was the hospitals damn fault. Not Pony's. He could actually sue the hospital for bring so careless.

"Fuck!" Darry yelled. If only he had realized sooner before he hurt pony. He broke his heart, and now he won't even say a word to him. Pony hasn't talked in the past few days. He has though been staring at nothing nodding his head from time to time. Sometimes Sodapop came home and saw Pony like this. Darry didn't think Soda understood because Soda would always make faces when he saw it. Almost like he was disgusted.

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(Soda's POV)

I walked into my house and decided to just relax on the couch when my brain started thinking about the past few days.

For the past 2 days, I have felt really bad about what I said about Pony. I also felt bad about hitting Twobit. He hasn't been seen by any of the gang since it happened. I don't know what's happened to me in the past week, but what I know is that I've changed for the worst.

I want to make things right with everyone, but I don't know how. The damage had already been done. Hopefully this whole thing blows over because I really can't stand to see the gang falling apart like this.

Steve and Dally hate Pony. Pony isn't talking to anyone and is isolating himself. Pony thinks I hate him. Johnny's in a coma. Darry, wait… what is Darry even doing? I have no clue. And Twobit is missing to god knows where.

I can't help but feel like this is all my fault. I decided to leave Pony at the hospital when he was hurt, I pushed him away. I decided to ignore Pony. I hit Twobit. I allowed everything bad that's happened to happen. I need to make things right and fast.

The gang depends on it.

Maybe tomorrow I can get the gang together to discuss this.

Yeah, that's what I'll do.

But first I gatta find Twobit.

What a great ass day it's been.

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(Ponyboy's POV)

My leg is aching horribly. It hurts so bad in fact that the stupid Advil Darry keeps giving me doesn't even work. I took like 8 pills earlier and it didn't help at all. They are absolute shit.

Well maybe find new medicine Pony…

Like what?

Your dad had some Oxycodone in the bathroom… it's real powerful Pony…

Never heard of it. Is it dangerous?

Not at all… you can take as much as you want and nothing bad would ever happen…

But if you take to much of any medicine it will end in an…

Then a thought came to my mind.

Overdose.

That could be my solution to the pain! I could finally feel better! Away from all this pain… the pain was unbearable and I just want it to go away. Not just physical, but emotional too.

You know that's a great idea!

Do it Ponyboy…. Kill yourself now. It'll be quick. Just take the medicine from the bathroom…

Ok, I trust you. I will. But not now. Darry and Soda are home.

Soon…very soon Ponyboy….. very soon…