CHAPTER 5
Disclaimer: I sill don't own the outsider.
*Darry*
"Excuse me, sir?"
Someone shakes me awake. I open my eyes and see a nurse.
"Are you Darrel Curtis?" She questions, Looking at me hesitantly.
"Yes ma'am, is everything okay?" I ask, immediately thinking about Pony.
"I'm just supposed to tell you that they they're done with surgery, and you can visit ponyboy now, but I don't think he's awake yet. The doctor can explain everything to you once you're there. Ponyboy is in room 303."
"Okay thanks," I answer while already getting ready to go. The rest of the gang wakes up, and we start heading to Ponys room, thankful that he's at least alive.
The doctor stops me at the door.
"Ah Darrel, Hello." He greets, Without looking up from his clipboard.
"Hi, is pony okay?"
"Well..he'll live, that's for sure. He should be waking up soon. We did the best we can in surgery, but because of his lung, I don't recommend him doing any extreme physical activities, for at least another three or four years. "
"Does that mean Ponys going to have to quit track?" I ask concerned. Pony loves track, and he's really good at it too. I'd hate for him to have to give that part of his life just because of some stupid Socs .
"I'm afraid so, I just don't know how his lungs would take it. He shouldn't be doing any running. He's already lucky to be alive. You can see him now, he should be awake soon."
he glances at Steve and Two bit, looks like he's about to say something, but then rolls his eyes and keeps on walking. "Visiting hours end at 12," he calls from the end of the hallway.
I look at Ponys door, take a breath, and open it.
*Steve*
We open the door to find a pale looking Ponyboy sleeping on the hospital bed. If the doctor didn't tell us he was alive, we wouldn't have known. I go to soda, knowing I had to be there for my buddy. Ponyboy is the world to him, it must be hard for Soda to have to see him in this state. To be honest, the only reason why I'm thankful the kid is alive, is so I wouldn't have to deal with a grieving soda. He would completely fall apart without Pony. He cared a great deal for him.
Darry still looked upset from what the doctor had said to him, but I didn't find it that big of a deal. So the kid can't run again. What's it matter? I'm sure he'll be able to find some other hobby to work on in his spare time. I look at the time and take a seat. I've now wasted 7 more hours of my life because of Ponyboy.
*Soda*
Stepping into that hospital room was one of the hardest things I have had to do in my life. I hated having to see pony in this condition. When we get inside Steve is immediately at my side. He's such a good friend, I'm lucky to have him. I walk around the bland room, waiting for pony to wake up. I had to be there when he does, he hates hospitals. Who knows what he would do if he woke up alone in one. I sit next to him and patiently wait, just happy to know he's there.
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