Ponyboy POV
I waited impatiently on the pull out bed with Two-Bit laying beside me, trying his best not cough or sneeze or throw up on me.
"Ugh… I don't feel too good Dar…" Two-Bit said hoarsely. I got up per cautiously and looked at Darry who was leaning against the doorway staring at Two-Bit. He pushed himself off of the wall and walked over to Two-Bit.
"What do you mean, what kind of "not feeling good?" Two-Bit scurried to get up and he rushed to the bathroom. The next thing I knew I was listening to the faint sounds of Two-Bit throwing up.
Darry sighed and walked over to me. "Pony, can you go check on him and… ya know… comfort him? Thanks a lot buddy." I smiled even though Darry gave me no time to actually give my own response and got off of the couch and made my way to the bathroom.
I slowly walked in and saw Two-Bit on the floor with his face and head against the toilet seat. I noticed the vomit that was occupying the toilet, and leaned over to flush it. The flush scared Two-Bit something awful for he flinched and pulled away from the toilet hurriedly as he screamed a weak and somewhat of a fail kind of scream since he lost his voice.
Two-Bit looked at me while he was leaning against the wall and smiled. "Hey Ponyboy…" Then, before I could do anything but lean against the counter, the phone rang.
"Hello? Steve? How's Soda doing, is something wrong? How's Soda doing? You can pick a color for your cast? I thought they just surprised you! Steve, are you trying to tell me you've never seen Pony's drawings? Yeah, anyways, can you do me a favor and ask Soda where the bag of medicine is? Two-Bit got sick again and he really wants to go bed, so do me and Pony, but we can't find the medicine."
At this moment, I saw they bag on the counter beside me, picked it up and walked it out to Darry. He looked at me and smile.
"Okay, Pony found it. Thanks Steve. Anyways, try to get home soon. It's gonna be midnight soon. You can stay at our place if you want. Excuse me? Steve, you remember how Soda reacted to Sandy, I don't want him getting involved in that kind of stuff right now. With Pony, the socs, Two-Bit and himself with that broken leg he got himself! You better Steve. Okay. Please be careful. Bye."
Darry hung up the phone and turned around to look at me sitting on the edge of the pull out couch. "Two-Bit!" Darry called. We heard Two-Bit to stumble off the ground and into the living room. "Hey Pone, will you go get me a spoon?" I got off of the "bed" and went to get the spoon.
"Here Dar." He silently thanked me and walked over to Two-Bit who was sprawled across the bed.
"Hey Two-Bit, I'm gonna need you to sit up for me and take some of this okay?" Two-Bit groaned and shook his head into the blankets and mumbled a kind of "hhmmmgg" which made me giggle a little. "Come on Two-Bit, it'll make you better and you'll get to go to sleep."
Two-Bit finally sat up on the bed, but faced the other way. "Come on Two-Bit, this isn't funny. The faster we do it, the faster it'll be over and done with." But when Two-Bit finally turned around, we saw why he didn't want to in the first place.