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*Two-bit*
I feel like what happened to pony was my fault. I could have prevented it, just like when he was running a fever before the rumble last year.
I should have called Darry when I noticed Pony was missing, I don't know why I let Steve talk me out of it.
I looked around the dull room. Darry stood in the corner lost in thought, Soda sat next to pony, not taking his eyes off his brother, and Steve looked impatiently at the clock, obviously wanting to leave.
It is now 11:30, and Ponyboy still hasn't woken up. I hope he does soon though, we've all been worried sick about him. Well...almost all, I figure, looking at Steve.
The doctor told Darry that pony won't be able to participate in "extreme physical exercise " that basically means that he won't be able to do anything fun- like track, rumbles, and everything else.
The hardest part of that will be telling him, we don't really know how he'll handle it.
"Guys! I think he's waking up!" Shouts Soda, interrupting my thoughts. Sure enough Pony was starting to open his eyes. Everyone crowded around his small bed, waiting for a reaction.
*Ponyboy*
I open my eyes, and wake up forgetting all my problems and troubles. I wish it can stay that way, But then I remember the fight with the Socs, and realize that i was lying down in a hospital bed.
Around me were Darry, Soda, Two-bit, and Steve. They all looked excited to see me awake and alive. But I don't see the big deal, I'm sure they would have been fine without me. After all, if it weren't for me, Dally and Johnny would still be alive.
"Pony, can you hear me?" Darry asks in a soft voice, not wanting to startle me.
I nod my head to reassure him. Of Everyone here, Soda looked by far the happiest to see me. He goes strait for a hug, but as emotionally comforting that felt, it hurt a whole lot from all my bruises and soreness. He must have noticed my unease, because he immediately pulls away.
"Sorry." He mumbles sheepishly.
They kept on trying to talk to me, but I wasn't in the mood for it. All the pain killers and medication were making me hazy. "We Should tell him now." was the last thing i heard before dozing off again
*Soda*
"Guys! I think he's waking up!" Everyone gathers around Pony as he starts to arouse. He looked confused and anxious.
"Pony, can you hear me?" Darry calls to him, wanting to make sure he was all right.
Pony waits a second, then slowly nods. I can't help but to hug him. I've been so worried. I fell him tense, and quickly pull away. "Sorry." I tell him, embarrassed.
"How are you feeling?" Asks two-bit. But Pony doesn't answer. In fact, he looks completely out of it.
"We should just leave him to rest" I tell everyone, but they ignore me and keep on talking.
"I think we should tell him now." Darry states suddenly. I realized he was being serious.
"Tell him now Darry? Are you insane? I doubt he'll even remember." He thinks for a moment, then reluctantly answers. "You're right, i don't know what I was thinking. I just want to get it over with. It's not going to be easy to tell him that he has to throw away all his dreams for track."
I've never cared much for sports like Darry and Pony, but I still felt bad. When Darry had to quit football, it was so he can take care of me and Pony, but if Pony quits track, he won't really have an alternative. Maybe we shouldn't tell him at all. He'd sure be happier not knowing.
"It's 12." Announced Steve, "We should get going." He sees me hesitate. "Relax Soda, the kid will be fine. We'll be back tomorrow. You need to get some rest too.
I nod and follow everyone else out the door, taking one more glance at Pony's room. I hope he'll be out of here soon.
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