Rewriting chapter 5 because I hated this, and apparently guest akb48 feels the same way. Sorry that you thought reading this was a waste of time, may I suggest the exit button? I know that this isn't the best story, but then again I'm writing free fanfiction and not trying to publish a best selling novel. I'll work on my story, while you should work on your manners. Thank you for your "criticism."
Disclaimer: I don't own the outsiders.
*Soda*
I was happy to have Pony back, and to be able to put the whole seizure thing behind us. The house was oddly quiet without him, even though he diddnt say or do much at home. His presance was comforting.
Pony runs inside as soon as we get home.
"I'm going to go change," he shouts," I've been wearing this outfit for ages. "
Darry pulls me aside as soon as he's out of sight.
"Soda can I talk to you for a secondnd?"
"Sure."
"I don't know how to say this, but I might have lied about Ponys epilepsy test being negative."
"What? Why wouldn't you tell him?" I ask in disbelief. It wasn't like Darry to walk around the truth.
"I don't know! He looked-"
Ponyboy comes out of the hallway."Guys can I- everything okay?" He asks suspicously.
I had to tell him. He deserved to know. "Actully-" Darry looks at my pleadingly. "-it's your turn to do the dishes."
"Now?"
"Yes."
"Ookay."
He goes to the kitchen. Out of all the things I could have said, I chose doing the dishes?
"Darry, you're going to have to tell him eventually. I think you made it worse by not being honest."
"I know, can you please just go with it for now?" He practically begs.
We hear a plate break in the kitchen and rush to see Pony on the floor.
"He's having another seizure!" I pointlessly state. It was obvious.
"I forgot to give him his medication."
"What do we do?" I panic. He looked so helpless on the floor. I hoped that we weren't going to have to go through this often.
"Stay calm and wait."
After about another minuet Pony stops and comes around.
"What happend..?" He asks looking confused.
"Ummm you-"
"Fainted." Darry finishes. "It's probably just because of the hospital to home transition. Don't worry about the dishes, you should get some sleep." He tells him. Pony nods his head and walks to his room. How'd things get to be such a mess?
Thanks for reading. Please review and tell me what you think. Sorry if this really is terrible. My sister accidentally cut part of my hair off, so I'm kind of in a bad mood. Please excuse spelling and grammar mistakes.