Dally talks to the doctor about Two-Bit's legs and Two-Bit and Darry talk seriously for a moment.

Two-Bit POV

Dally led me to my hospital room, which I found was in the opposite direction where I was going in the first place. He was acting really weird towards me, I had no clue why. It wasn't like he killed me or anything. Anyways, once we got there, we found Darry and the doctor speaking to each other. I grinned at the doc.

"Ello, doc!"

"Hello, Keith." he greeted me. I rolled myself to my bed and tried to get up in it. With Darry's help, I got up there and was sitting on the edge, staring at the doctor. Then, Dallas spoke up.

"Two-Bit... can't walk." Dally said, "He fell out of his wheel-chair, don't ask me how, and he couldn't stand without being in pain. What the fuck's up?" Darry looked at me for a moment.

"You okay?"

"Yeah."

"Good." I looked back at the doctor for a minute and frowned. He was frowning at me.

"Well... the operation was a success, as you know. But his legs... well, he wont be able to walk... for a long time."

"How long we talkin' bout?" I asked all shrilly.

"A year... or two."

"A year?!"

"We're very sorry. But we advise you to stay in the wheel-chair for a while."

"Aw, c'mon!" Dally yelled, "Can't you do anything about it?"

"We're sorry sir, but we just can't." he pleaded. I looked down at my legs. Not being able to walk for a while will really put me in a bad mood. No fights, no rumbles, no well, walking! I mean, I'm nineteen and crippled! Boy, sounds like an old cheesy movie title. I began to poke my leg rapidly.

"So, no walking?"

"No walking..."

"Fine... Anyway I can get crutches?"

"For what?"

"For when I don't want my legs to die on me."

"Good point." he said, going back to the closet where the wheel-chair came from. He took out a pair of crutches and handed them to Darry. Darry took them and adjusted them to my height, six feet. Then, Dally helped me into the chair.

"So I can leave?"

"Sure, just get your mother to check you out."

"She's working an can't afford a break. Can't Darry sign me out?"

"Sure." and he left. I looked up at Darry. He smiled down at me, but I knew he didn't mean it. I began to roll myself to the door. I was headed to Kendra's room, to say good bye, but Darry grabbed me.

"What are you doin, Dar?"

"Other way, dude."

"I'm goin' to see Kendra."

"Oh." he let the chair go and I almost fell out. I caught myself and rolled down the hall to Ken's room. I rolled backwards into the room and looked over my shoulder at her. She looked up at me and grinned.

"Bye sista. I love you."

"Ditto."

–x-X-x–

Since my mom nor Kendra were home, Darry took me to his house, just to sit and chat. I didn't really like the chair, it got uncomfortable after awhile. But I stayed put and didn't complain. Mickey Mouse was on, it was a rerun. I didn't mind, this episode was okay. Darry kept staring at me. Finally, I looked up at him and smiled.

"Why are you staring at me, Dar?"

"Did you hear about the court thing?"

"Court thing?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"All of us are being called to court. You know, over Tim..." he explained. I knew Tim was dead, I just didn't know the court guys were all worked up over a greaser boy like him. "And if Dallas is pleaded guilty, he'll be in for over ten years in the cooler for manslaughter. We don't know about you though..."

"But I didn't kill Tim, he tried to kill me."

"Yeah, but you began the fight."

"So."

"Two-Bit, you have no clue what you're in for, do you?"

"Yes I do. And you know what, I don't like the way you treat me sometimes. You know why?" I told him, making his be quiet, "You treat me like shit sometimes... You treat me like I don't know more than blondes and beer. Well, I do. That's why I graduated this year. That's why I have a high paying job up in Arizona. You ain't the only one who has a brain." He remained quiet. I stared at him this time.

"I'm sorry." But I doubt he is.

"Yeah." I rolled myself to the kitchen. I sat in there for awhile, just staring at the fridge. The doctor advised no beer for awhile. Boy, this was gonna be hard.

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