"Hey, she's finally up," I head an unfamiliar voice say. I opened my eyes and found myself laying on a hostpital bed. A nurse was touching a whole bunch of buttons and cords on the stand beside me. I had an IV in my arm and many bandages all over my body.
"What happened?" I said.
"Your motorcycle was rear ended my a white Mustang. The boy with you is alright, but you were thrown off. You've been asleep for about 2 days straight. Thank God for your friends," the nurse said.
"Who all came?" I asked.
Reading off a paper, she answered, "A couple girls named Ellie and Sarah, and boys named Ponyboy, Darrell, Johnny, Dallas, Steve, and Keith. They came in groups at scattered times. Except for that young man right there."
I turned my head to where she was pointing and saw Soda sleeping in a chair beside my bed.
"Once he found out his injuries were only minor, he came right here. He hasn't left your side for a moment, not even for food or water. He hasn't slept a wink while you were asleep, except for about 20 minutes ago. Eating and sleeping were on the bottom of his priority list. Boyfriend or something?"
"Finance actually," I said smiling.
"Oh," the nurse said suprised. "Want me to wake him up for you?"
"That would be great," I said.
"Alright." She walked over to Soda. "Mr. Curtis? She's awake now. I'll leave you two to talk."
Soda opened his beautiful blue eyes and came immediately over to kiss me. He pushed the hair off my face and teared up.
"Thank God you're alright Keri," he said quietly. " Those fuckin' Socs hit the motorcycle and you went flyin'. You've been asleep for two days. I missed your smile, your eyes, your love. I haven't left ya for a second."
"Except when you fell asleep there," I joked. "How are you doing?"
"Keri, don't worry about me. Just some scrapes and bruises is all. You're the one that's seriously hurt," he said, tenderly touching my bandages. There was a long pause before he continued. "You know, the baby probably didn't live through this... you barely lived through this."
"Oh I wouldn't doubt it," I said trying to ignore the subject. "Oh my gosh, what about school?"
"Don't worry about that either. Darry called and told them everything," Soda said. Another long pause. "You know Keri, this whole experience has really done something to me. While you were asleep, I realized that if I would've died in that accident, it would've been okay because I was with you. This whole thing could be a reflection of our lives ahead. Even though we'll hit some rough stuff, it'll be okay as long as we're together, right?"
"You in my life is the best thing about it," I replied. "Soda, I love you so much." He leaned down to kiss me when we heard a knock on the dorr. The doctor walked in.
"Hello Ms. Matthews," said the doctor. "I'm going to check how your doing today." She looked at Soda. "Could I ask you to leave for a moment?"
"Sorry, I haven't left her at all while she was here, and I'm not gonna leave her now," Soda said.
"Oh alright. You're one lucky lade there Ms. Matthews. He's a stunner!" the doctor joked. I giggled and nodded. She checked whatever needed to be checked, all the regular stuff. "Looks like you're comin' back quite well dear," she said looking at her papers. She looked up and me. "It says here your pregnant?"
Not this again. I looked up at Soda. "Yeah," I said quietly."
"Well then I'm just going to wheel you into another roon so we can take some tests on the baby okay?" the doctor said. She sounded uncomfortably cheerful. I nodded. I got out of my bed and into a wheelchair. They wheeled me out of the room and down the hallway, Soda right beside. He grabbed my hand.
"Everything's gonna be alright babe," he said.
They put me on a new bed in a new room and did all new tests. Soda held my hand with his eyes shut tightly through the testing. I could tell he was worried. The doctor left the room to check the results.
Soda squeezed my hand harder and tapped his foot rapidly on the floor. I put my other hand on top of his.
"Soda... Don't worry so much," I said, even though I was probably more worried than he was. "It's not looking good for the baby. We can start over hun." I was tearing up.
Tears slowly started to roll down Soda's cheeks. "I'm sorry," he said quietly.
"For what? You didn't do anything," I said.
"For everything. Getting you pregnant, proposing, getting in this accident. I wish I could take it all back," he said.
"What, so you don't love me anymore?"
"No, it's not that at all. It's just... If we would've taken this slower we wouldn't be in this mess."
"So this whole relationship is a mess now! Did you even mean anything you said or did this past month?"
"Oh babe of course I did. I love you so much that I couldn't help going the extra mile with you. I crave your love when I'm not with you. You are my everything. I didn't leave you at all these past 2 days because I wanted to be the first to see your smile. I don't want to fight with you, I don't want to risk this." Tears welled up in his eyes and came pouring out.
"Soda... I should be the one that's sorry. For shouting I mean. I'm just a little stressed out. Thanks for staying here with me."
"Hey, no matter what babe." He smiled and kissed me.
Just then the doctor walked in. "Hey you lovebirds. I got some good news and some bad news. Good news is the baby is going to live," she said.
Soda released all the pressure on my hand. "Oh thank God," he said under his breath.
"Now the bad news is the baby could quite possibley suffer from a mental or physical disability. So as the parents, you two have to decide if you want to keep the baby and take care of a possibley disabled child, which by the way would be very expensive for teen parents, or I could administer a drug to the baby," said the doctor.
I was so shocked. "You mean, like..."
"Yes. You would no longer have a baby," the doctor said, taking the words right out of my mouth.
"Oh boy," Soda said.