((OOC: Hey all. Chapter 8 is up as well as a new seires! Check it out!))
Dallas looked at Darry with hateful eyes before storming out. Soda craned his neck to see Dallas kick a random wheelchair before leaving. Steve sighed,
"What do you always gotta do that Darry? At least he came, I didn't expect THAT much."
Darry glared at Steve before leaving to "get some coffee"
About three hours later, Ponyboy and Two-Bit came into the hospital, or at least, Ponyboy did but Two-bit couldn't figure out how to open the handicapped door. Soda sighed and opened the door, letting Two-Bit in.
"Thanks Soda…you'd never believe how hard it is to get these doors opened." Two-Bit said, coming in as the doctor came out,
"Cade Winston."
Everyone jumped up and Darry walked up to him, "Yea?"
"Are you her family?"
Darry nodded, "As close to family as she'll ever get, now is she OK?"
"Cade lost a lot of blood, but luckily, you got her in just in time. She's sleeping right now and we'll be able to let her go in three days if all goes well. She had a slight concussion, but nothing to worry about. Come back tomorrow and you can see her when she's awake." The doctor said, grinning and walking off to treat another patient.
Soda cheered, "YAY!...Wait, what does that mean…exactly?"
"She'll go home in three days." Johnny explained, and Soda once again started cheering,
"Wellup, let's head home. Nothing else needs to be done here." Darry said, as Soda, Steve, Johnny and Pony followed. Two-Bit went to his own car, and Steve was…once again, stuck in the back of the car.
"WHY?" Steve called as they roared out of the hospital, Soda driving,
"SODA! WATCH THAT TREE!"
They reached home in one piece and everyone basically headed home except for Johnny who walked to the lot to find Dallas attempting to build a fire.
"Come on, fucking match, LIGHT!" he said, scraping the match against the rock. Johnny lit a match behind the car and threw it in, causing a fire. Dallas jumped back and looked around as Johnny walked out,
"Hey Johnnycakes, what's going on?" he asked, lighting a cigarette with the match that still wouldn't light.
"Nothing. Cade'll be out in a couple days."
Dallas looked at Johnny, "What makes you think I'm asking about her? Obviosly I don't care about her." He snapped, slamming the match down,
"Goddamn match,"
The next morning, Pony raced ut of bed and shot into the kitchen, bowling over Soda with a piece of toast,
"ANOOO! MY TOAST!" Soda called, reaching for his toast which flew onto the stovetop where it proceeded to burn as badly as the Dixie Chicks, (XD sorry, had to add that.)
Mrs. Curtis picked up the now-black piece of toast,
"Soda…do you still want this?"
"Well, OK. I've always like my toast dark-brown…"
She handed him the black toast,
"Or black…."
They reached the hospital at around ten AM with everyone excluding Dallas who went out for job interviews.
"Cade Winston."
"Room 110. One at a time"
They reached room 110 where Cade held a crutch like a sword,
"GET AWAY FROM ME WITH THAT THING!" she shouted as the nurse held a needle full of some strange liquid.
The nurse sighed as Ponyboy came in, "Help. She's been fending me off for a good forty minutes."
"AND I'LL FEND OFF LONGER UNLESS YOU PUT THE NEEDLE DOWN."