Rewritten chapter 6
Hey guys! So here I am updating. Surprise, surprise! Anywho! I know your all upset about Ponyboy, but it gets better. I promise. I'm not really sure how this chapter is gonna go, so just bear with me!
Ponyboy's POV
Darkness. Forever in darkness. It's only been a few weeks and I'm sick of seeing only darkness.
The doctor told me that there was a possibility of being able to see again, but it was highly unlikely. I'm trying to not get my hopes up, but it's really hard. Everyday it feels like the first day when I found out that I was blind.
I came home finally a week after the bandages were taken off my eyes. I feel defeated that my brothers have to help me around the house. I even snapped at Steve when he made a comment one day. I sorta regret it now.
To make it worse, my nightmares are back. They're worse than ever, too. I can't remember them, but they make me terrified to fall asleep at night. It sucks not being able to wake up and see my brothers for comfort.
I know I look as terrible as I feel. I'm afraid to sleep at night, and I know my hair is a mess. I haven't been outside very often since I got home. I know I'm depressed, but I can't seem to lift myself out of this bad mood.
Soda's POV
I can't stand to see my baby brother this way. He doesn't sleep much and has bags under his eyes. He can't move around himself with those braces stuck to his legs.
I'm really worried. He seems stuck in a rut that he can't get out of. Everybody has tried to get him out of this mood, but nothing is working.
I just want my baby brother back.
I pray to God every night.
Nothing is getting better. Even Johnny is still stuck in jail.
It feels like everything around me is falling apart faster than I can put it back together.
All there is left is to hope.
Ponyboy's POV
I don't want anyone to pity me, but I know they do. Why does everything happen to the gang and I?
Thankfully, I get my braces on my legs off.
The doctor said it would be over quickly. He was right. All they did was take the braces off and told me to stand up.
Fear and hope bubbled into my chest as I slowly got to my feet.
I gingerly stood up and took a step forward. I stumbled forward against Darry's chest. Tears of joy ran down my cheeks. Even if I did have to slowly build strength, I was happy.
Told you it would get better! If this story starts going down in quality, it's because I'm thinking off the top of my head as I write. So sorry if it sucks!
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