Disclaimer: I still don't own anything...
Oh and also thx to the people who reviewed and gave me the suggestions! I really appreciate it and will try to keep your comments in mind while I'm writing. Oh! and just so you know this chapter is in Darry's POV not Ponys :)
I sat down on a hard plastic chair beside Ponyboy and I couldn't help, but to think this is all my fault Those words seemed to echo thought my head and as I sat for what seemed to be hours on end. The only thing that that could have broke me of my thoughts at that moment was Sodapop's panicked voice.
"Ponyboy? PONYBOY!? PONYBOY WHATS WRONG" Soda's panicked voice got higher as he spoke and I slowly turned in my seat to see what was wrong.
I had not expected to see what I saw when I looked over. Ponyboy was a slight strange bluish color, his breathing was shallow, rapid and irregular. You could see the distinct sheen of sweat thatcovered his body.
"Ponyboy?" I said quietly, not knowing what to do. I reached out to touch him, perhaps bring out of this trance he was in, but his skin was cold.
Not knowing what else to do I called after a passing by nurse. She spun around when she heard my cry for help. One look at Ponyboy and she sucked in a breath before calling a bunch of nurses and doctors. A stretcher was wheeled into the room and Ponyboy was wheeled off. The nurse who I had called out to, looked at us with a comforting expression.
"w-what h-h-happened" Soda's shocked voice quivered a bit when he spoke.
"Your brother went into shock, from the major disturbance to his blood circulation due to his broken arm" the nurse responded in a soft soothing voice.
"Is he going to be okay?" I asked, my voice weak with worry.
"I'm sure he'll be fine. He's in surgery right now, but you can see him when he gets out. Now if you'll excuse me, someone will come and inform you when you can go see you brother, I have to go tend to some things" and with that the nurse swiftly walked away.
"I'm going to go phone Two-bit's house tell him about Pony and see if he can tell the rest of the gang what happened for us, will you be okay on your own while I phone?" I asked looking at Sodapop. He was pale and slightly shaky as to what had just happened, but he nodded his head.
"Telling the gang might be a good idea, You go ahead and phone them, i'll be fine" was his quivery response
I nodded and headed to the front desk to ask where there was a phone I could use.
After finally getting hold of a phone, I slowly dialed Two-bit's number and pressed the speaker to my ear. The phone rang six times before i heard someone on the other end pick up.
"Hello?" came Two-bit groggy voice from the other end, it almost sounded grouchy... I wondered why....
"Um.... Hi.... It's me, Darry." Was my pathetic greeting
"DARRY! WHY ARE YOU PHONING ME AT 3:00 IN THE MORNING YOU JUST WOKE ME UP" so thats why the normally cheery Two-bit was so grouchy... Guess I lost track of time...
I quickly explained the situation before being reassured by Two-bit that he would inform the rest of the gang. I sighed in relief that the gang would know what was happening and slowly made my way back to the waiting room. I sat down beside Soda.
15 minuets passed before we heard the squeaks of shoes running on the tile and rushed voices.
I know it's short, but i'll write a new chapter soon. Thx again to anyone who reviewed my last chapter, I would really appreciate it if this chapter was reviewed too, tips and suggestions on how to improve are really appreciated! :)
