Anybody's POV

After coming back from the hospital Darrel and Soda went to their respective beds but sometime around four in the morning Soda joined his oldest brother. Nothing was said when Darry wrapped an arm around his brother and they both liked it that way.

It was around seven when they both woke up. This was particularly early for the younger but he couldn't and didn't want to sleep anymore. They took their showers, got dressed and Soda made breakfast. Soda sat across the table from Darry eating their normal colored eggs. It was around seven-forty-five when Darry broke the silence. "The surgery should only take an hour. I pick you up on your lunch break. Okay?" Ponyboy would be in the recovery room at nine-thirty and Soda's Lunch break started at noon, as did Darrel's.

"Why can't we go in late?" Soda asked already knowing the answer. "Because if we went to the hospital early we'd only be waiting." Soda sighed. "Look soda I know you're worried about him, hell I am too but we can't do anything about it at the time being." He kept his voice quiet and calm. "What about the Chlamydia huh, whose goin' tell 'em? The doctors?" It was obvious Soda was getting angry despite the tears brimming his chocolate brown eyes. "Soda we'll get to that-" He was cut off by a certain loudmouth greaser. "Hello Curtis and kin!" Two-bit yelled entering the house.

"We'll get to that later." Darry whispered putting his plate in the sink, going back to his room. Two-bit plopped down on the couch followed by Steve, Dally, and Johnny. "Hey where's Kiddy Curtis" Two-bit question looking slightly confused. Ponyboy was usually up before Soda. "The hospital." Soda replied suddenly finding his eggs very interesting. The room was quiet before Johnny spoke up. "Why?"

Neither Curtis thought about telling their friends the news regarding the youngest greaser. And seeing how Darrel was in his room ironing his work shirt it was left up to Soda. "Soda" The young mechanic briefly looked over his shoulder to the curious faces of his friends. "He has an appendicitis and…" His voice trailed off. "And what?" Two-bit asked. "He has Chlamydia." This time he was so quiet no one heard him, and no one saw the one sad tear slipping down his left cheek. "And what?" Two-bit asked again. "An STD." Soda quickly threw his remaining food in the trash, dumped his plate in the sink and went back to Darry's room.

The greasers where sat stunned in their spots trying to silently sorting out their emotions.

Johnny was thinking about Ponyboy and what he must be going through.

Dallas was trying to keep his anger at bay he needed to get out, Ponyboy was still so damn innocent and it wasn't fair that something like this was happening him

Two-bit was feeling somewhat numb. 'This ain't right; they get everything they want and then take some more. Without any regard to anyone else's feelings. And what about Ponyboy how the hell is he supposed to deal with this. Yeah greasers lives are harder than most but life is being cruel to Pony.'

He thought to himself.

Steve was trying to clear his mind. True he never really liked the young boy but he didn't genuinely wish him harm. Of course Steve tripped Ponyboy a few times and glared at him when he was hanging with Soda, and completely ignored him whenever he was around but he never wanted something like this to happen. "Socials." He disgustedly muttered under his breath.

"Those no good dirty sons of bitches-" Dallas continued on cursing for a full two minutes. That's when Soda and Darry re-entered the room. Soda eyes were semi-red while Darry's cheeks were slightly wet. "Come on Stevie lets go." Soda exited the house with his best friend right behind him.

Darry returned to the others. "Ponyboy is having his appendix removed at eight-thirty but me and Soda are goin' over on our lunch breaks. He's at Tulsa Memorial Hospital, FYI" He finished in his usual cold tone. The three just looked at him. "Damn" Two-bit murmured. "Johnny you still wanna go to school?" On most Mondays Two-bit and Johnny joined their younger friend at school.

"Yeah, we can see him at lunch." That was the most Johnny said all morning.

Later that day at the hospital, noon.

Pony's POV

Gosh I feel so out of it. My head is dizzy, my stomach is nauseous, and my hands slightly shaking. There is this feeling in the back of my head that something else is wrong but I don't know what. I have to find out soon. "Ponyboy?" Standing at the door side by side was Darry and Soda.

"Hey" I hated how weak my voice sounded. "How ya feeling?" Darry asked moving to my side and Soda moved to the other. "Okay I guess, doc said it wa-was the anesthetics but I don't know." That took a lot out of me, Soda must've noticed because he started stroking my hair.

They both looked nervous. "Pony there's something else we have to tell you." He looked over my head at Darry as I looked at him. "W-what is it?"

Darry started rubbing my arm and continued. "Ponyboy you have an STD."

'I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die.' My breath sped up and I stared staring hard at the door. "It'll be okay. With antibiotics it should go away after a week or two. It's nothing Pony" Soda tried to tell me.

I closed my eyes really tight and started slowly rocking, Darry told me once that's what I did when I was little. Every time I was scared, I seemed to be doing that a lot lately. I keep my eyes closed but I could see them, the socs were all laughing at me and mocking me.

"Ponyboy" Darry's voice was tuned out, the socs were getting louder. "Ponyboy calm down, it's okay"

No, nothing was going to be okay. I thought it would be, I really thought it could be but now I don't know. I didn't think anything could be any worse than what happened in the first place. They said a week of medicine and everything will go back to normal but nothing could go back to normal ever again.

Why did I ever tell Johnny in the first place. He just wanted to help me I know, that's what they all want to do but their voices are still haunting me. How will I get through this. As soon as I finished my thoughts Darry said something that made me stop rocking and look at him. "Pony we'll get through this together."

I honestly wanted to believe him.

AN: Okay I know that took a while but my mom and sister were hogging the laptops and the desktop is sooooooo slow. But thanks for the reviews I try updating faster.