Chapter 3: The results to the injuries
It was about one thirty in the morning by the time a doctor came out of Pony's room. Everyone was asleep, but Soda and Darry.
"Mr. Curtis?" The doctor said. Darry and Soda looked at him as Amber woke up and sat up.
"Which one?" Soda asked in a sleepy voice.
"Both." He replied. Soda and Darry stood up and walked towards the doctor.
"I'm Dr. Denton and I'll be taking care of them from here on out. Now, which one would you like to hear first? Casey, Dallas, or Ponyboy?" the doctor asked. Darry looked at Soda as Soda looked at Darry. Soda and Darry then turned towards the doctor.
"Dallas, please." Soda said trying to get the least injured out of the way.
"Well, Dallas has no real concern, but he won't be doing any more fights for a while. He also has a little bullet stuck in an organ, but no worries. We'll get it out in no time."
"How 'bout Ponyboy?" Soda asked.
"He's…not doing to good. The bullet went through his skull and hit his brain. We can't remove it or we'll kill him. The bullet isn't deep; it's just in a position that he needs the most in order to live."
"And where's that?" Darry asked.
"Well, I can't tell you where exactly it is, but I can tell you that if we take out the bullet without killing him he won't remember a lot."
"Like what?" Soda asked.
"Like…his family members, who his friends are, what his name is, what house he lives in, excreta." He replied. Darry and Soda looked at each other. Soda looked down for a minute then at the doctor.
"Casey?" He asked hoping hers isn't as bad.
"She's not doing to good either. The bullet hit her heart and if we remove it then blood will rush everywhere and she'll be dead quicker than you can say hi. It didn't paralyze her like most cases like that which is a good thing, but it did affect her breathing. She has a lot of trouble breathing because of the bullet, so we put a muzzle on her to help her breathe."
"How bad is it?" Darry asked.
"Well, it's a little bit like asthma, but a lot stronger. I recommend all of you to see them tomorrow when we have our visiting hours because tonight we have to do test and its best if you see them tomorrow. Is that fine?"
"Oh…yeah. That's fine." Soda answered in a slow, steady, and sad voice.
"Thanks, Dr. Denton." Darry said setting his arm around Soda. Soda looked down. They turned around and started to walk to where everyone else was laying asleep except Amber.
"What'd he say?" She asked. Soda looked up.
"Get everyone up." Soda said. "Then…we'll tell you." Amber nodded before she started waking them up. She woke everyone, but Molly because she needs her rest. As they got settled Soda began. He explained everything the doctor said.
"When can we see them?" Johnny asked.
"Tomorrow, during visiting hours." He said.
"We should get home." Two-bit said standing up and holding Molly bridle style like he always does.
"Yeah." Soda said standing up. Everyone stood up as well and started to move towards the exit. As everyone reached the driveway Two-bit started to walk to the left as the rest to the right. "See ya, Two-bit." Soda said. Two-bit turned and smiled.
"Yep, I guess I will." He laughed. "You bubble butts get some rest." He smiled.
"Yeah, we will." Soda said. By the time Darry and Soda got home it was six-twenty three. Soda was too tired to get undressed for bed, so he just collapsed onto the white mattress and fell asleep.