Chapter 6: White Walls and Red Clothes
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Steve's POV
Soda was mad at Darry, but I hoped that would fade once we got around the Kid. He didn't need any extra stress, none of them did and I felt guilty for going with Soda instead of trying to convince him not to beat up those Socs. I don't think Soda realized that he was still bloody from the fight.
Pony's eyes were still a little glassy and looked drugged up when we walked in, but he still noticed the blood and bruises.
"What happened Soda?" He asked, his voice a lot less slurred then last time. The beeping of the heart monitor sped up.
"Sh, Pony, it's alright calm down," Soda soothed him.
"You fought for me. You coulda been hurt," Pony mumbled. A doctor walked in and ushered us out.
"You can't work him up. He needs rest right now," the doctor explained. Soda nodded guiltily and was quiet the rest of the way home.
Darry's POV (Large Time Lapse)
The sterile, white hospital walls were too clean. We were greasers and Socs surrounded us, but this was the hospital was a place of pain and that connected us. Out of all places social classes could come together it had to be in the hospital. It's only a little while longer, I reminded myself. I'm here for Ponyboy anyhow.
I sent Soda home with Steve to grab a shower, making this place even lonelier. I was so glad that Ponyboy was coming home in a week.
He slept most of the time, but Soda had managed to sneak a Pepsi past me and the nurses. I was upset at first, but you can never stay mad at Soda for long.
X (Large Time Lapse)
"You get to come home today, Pony," was the first thing Soda said when he walked into Pony's hospital room.
"I know! Wait, how are we getting home?" He got a panicked look on his face while my expression was confused.
"The truck?" I said questionably.
"Isn't there a different way? I'm not getting in the car," he told me. Is this about the accident?
"It'll be okay, Pone. We have to," I told him. He looked uncomfortable and freaked out, but I managed to convince him to ride in the truck. Even if he did look as stif as a board.
"I love you Ponyboy and I wouldn't let anything hurt you, I promise," Soda told him. Pony smiled and relaxed a little. I relaxed too until I heard his response.
"...But I'm not driving ever again."
A/N: I'm sorry this jumped around so much, but next chapter Pony's home. Yay! Thank you to BunnyLuvsU and FrankElza for their suggestions. Anyone else with ideas, please send them in! Please review!
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