You don’t have to be blood to be family.

by doritowithfritos

Summary:

Ponyboy gets jumped by a group a socs led by Bob Sheldon. He gets hurt bad and nearly dies, all while his brothers and friends watch helplessly.
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The summary sucks but the story is worth it! <3

Chapter 1: the start of the mess.

“So what books do you like to read Pony?” Cherry, a beautiful soc girl with long red hair and striking green eyes, said

”Oh, I’m reading Gone With the Wind right now, Johnny gave it to me” Pony replied

Cherry smiled, her eyes were sweet and bright “You’re different, you know that? You’re a good kid Ponyboy”

Pony’s ears got red as he sheepishly smiled “Yeah, I get that a lot from my brothers”

It was getting quite late but Pony found himself too engrossed in his conversation with Cherry to care

”My, it’s getting awful late,  I should get going, I’ll see you at school tomorrow, okay Ponyboy?” Cherry said, with a polite smile on her face

”Y-yeah, of course. See you tomorrow”. Pony said, as he waved goodbye.

He decided not to check out a book and began walking home. As he turned the corner, his heart dropped to his feet as he spotted that blue mustang. Pony sped up, hoping they didn’t see him.

”Hey greaser!” 

Shit. Bob Sheldon.

”Where you going Baby Curtis?” 

Unlike the gang who said it with affection, Bob said it as if it was a slur.

“I saw you hanging out with Cherry, horse face. You still trying to get with my girl? You know, I’ve been meaning to get back at you and your little friend for stabbing me”

Ponyboy felt his blood freeze. He was beginning to regret not taking Two-Bit with him. Bob’s eyes held a dangerous glint in them, they gave off a feeling of cold and doom.

”We never finished giving you a shower now did we grease?” Bob said, his tone cold and filled with sadistic malice.

Pony didn't have time to react when he felt someone grab him from behind and began to drag him to that dreaded fountain. Man, he was beginning to hate that fountain.

”This is what dirty greasers like you deserve” Bob sneered as he grabbed Pony by his hair and shoved him underwater before picking him up und forcing his whole body under.

there was a jagged edge on the fountain, Pony could feel it dig into the soft flesh of his stomach. Glory did it hurt. Pony flailed as panic sunk in. He tried to pry the hands holding him down but he was unsuccessful.

”Glory I ain’t ready to die, not yet, M’ only 14, it ain’t long enough” Pony thought to himself as it became harder to move.

BANG!

Chapter 2: A small fragile body, too pure for this tainted world.

Notes:

KAKAKA SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTERSSS
ENJOY!!!

BANG!

A gunshot?

Time seemed to stop when the stray bullet was heard. It rang through the park, silencing everything. Bob’s grip slipped, Pony shot up, took in a deep breath and ran. He ran faster than when Darry hit him, faster than when the church was burning and kids were inside, faster than when he ran to Dally as he threatened cops with a bluff. He ran and ran. Unfortunately, the socs recovered quick and were hot on his tail, chairing after poor Pony. Pony kept running until he made it to the DX. Steve was inside as Pony jumped behind the counter.

”Jesus kid! Why the hell are you wet?!” Steve exclaimed. He got his answer when Bob and the others stormed in.

”Watch it Soc, You’re outta your territory” Steve said in a low tone to Bob as he used his body to conceal Pony the best he could.

Before Bob could snap back, Dally and Johnny entered. Dally raised his eyebrow at the scene, while johnny looked like he’d seen a ghost.

”There a problem here?” Dally said, in a dangerous voice.

”We were just leaving” Bob spat back as he and the others Socs walked out.

Once they were gone, Pony slowly got up from behind the counter, his small frame shaking from the cold and adrenaline rush. Glory, he looked so small and young. He coughed a bit and water followed.

”Shit Pony! What’d they do to you? Fuck, are ya bleeding…?!” Steve said as he held onto Pony like his life depended on it.

Bleeding? Pony didn't understand what Steve was talking about until Dally lifted up his shirt. A nasty, deep gash was on his lower left abdomen while a Gordy gunshot wound was on his right, just above the belly button. Huh. So he did hear a gun go off.

”…Did you get shot, Pony?” Johnny whispered, as if speaking too loudly would cause Pony to collapse.

Blood oozed from his wounds as Pony tried to walk. It didn't hurt anymore so why was everything getting fuzzy?

”M’Fine” Pony choked out before collapsing into Steve’s arms

”Pony..?”

Chapter 3: So. Much. Blood.

Notes:

I feel so sigma 😼

Steve Randle was never one to panic, not when he nearly lost control during one of his drag races or when Dally nearly died. So why? Why was his heart racing and his body sweating like crazy? It’s just Ponyboy, hell he didn’t even like the kid, right? But the way Pony crumbled into his arms, the feeling of his blood seeping into his clothes filled him with a sense of panic and fear.

”Oh shit, Pony listen to me, you gotta keep those eyes open for me okay? Don’t go closing them alright? It ain’t time to sleep.” Steve rambled on as he applied pressure to Pony’s wounds.

”Fuck- Johnny, Dally, one of you call 911!”

Johnny snapped out of his trance and ran to the phone, shakily punching the numbers in. Dally ran past him, outside the DX to the Curtis house. When he got inside he ran past Darry (and a sleeping Soda) leaving Darry confused. Darry went straight to the bathroom, rummaging around it to find the first aid kid.

”Jesus Dallas, the hell you doing?” Darry said, in a stern way.

”Ponyboy is hurt. Bad.” is all Dally managed to choke out before he found the kit.

The color drained from Darry’s face. His jaw clenched and his fists tightened.

”Get in the truck” Darry said as he grabbed his keys and went to the couch to shake Sodapop awake.

”Get in the truck, Pony is hurt.” 

That’s all Darry needed to say to tear the sleep away from Soda. He wasted no time throwing himself off the couch and nearly sprinting towards the front door. Darry got inside the driver’s seat while Dally was in the passenger. Soda threw himself into the back.

”Where is he?” Darry asked as he began driving away from the house.

”DX. Steve and Johnny are there with him.” Dally said through gritted teeth.

”So what the fuck happened to my baby brother?” Soda said, in a tone that was so unlike him as he glared daggers as Dally.

”He didn’t stay up long enough to say, collapsed almost immediately in Steve’s arms. All I know is that a group of Socs came in and left, the next moment Steve’s yelling at us to call 911” Dally said, his voice low.

”Goddamned Socs.” Darry muttered under his breath.

”911?! How bad was he hurt Dallas?!” Soda said, his eyes wide with fear and panic.

”…”

”Answer the question Dallas. How bad was my 14 year old baby brother hurt?” Darry said, his voice dripping with rage

“You gotta promise me that you’re not gonna freak out and get us into a car accident.”

Soda and Darry quickly glanced at each other before both of them nodded.

”He had a deep cut on his stomach as well as…”

”As what? Fucking tell me already!” Soda said.

”He was shot.”

Time seemed to stop in the car.

”…what?” Darry said in a small voice.

”He was shot and he’s bleeding bad.” Dally answered.

Darry sped up as soon as the DX entered his line of sight. No ambulance yet. Soda practically jumped out of the window and ran toward the entrance. Darry and Dally wasted no time following. On the floor of the DX lied a bleeding and barely conscious Ponyboy with a desperate Steve over him and a panicked Johnny.

Johnny was holding Pony’s hand, talking to him and trying to keep him awake for the ambulance while Steve was using his jacket to try and stop the bleeding.

Darry stared at his brother, his baby brother. The same kid who skipped a grade because he was so smart, the kid who loved to read and watch sunsets, the kid who loved movies was now lying on the floor in a puddle of his blood. Why? Was losing his parents not enough? Did the universe want to take Pony away too for laughs? Darry felt his legs shake and give out. Luckily Dally and Soda were right there to steady him.

”Why him?” Darry asked, knowing he’d receive no reply

Soda softly caressed Pony’s face

”We’re here honey, it’s okay, you’ll fell better soon alright? You just gotta stay awake okay?” He softly said as he looked into his dying brother’s eyes.

”It’s okay, it’ll be okay”

Chapter 4: End of a beginning.

Notes:

I feel so happy 😀
Take this time to say your goodbyes to our dear Ponyboy.

Watching Soda softly talk to Pony made Dally feel sick. The Curtis’s parents had passed only 9 months ago. So why was the universe trying to take the one thing holding everyone together? Sure, Pony wasn’t perfect but who the hell is anyway? He’s a good kid, he’s smart and too soft-hearted, the only one who could leave this shit hole.

”S…soda” Pony creaked out.

”Shh, it’s okay, you just save your breath okay? I’m right here, just keep those eyes open for us.” Soda reassured.

Darry opened his mouth to try and keep his brother awake when he was interrupted by the sweetest sound he could ever hear in that moment—sirens. The familiar red and blue lights flashed and Darry swore he could collapse with relief.

”You hear that Pony? The ambulance is here, you're gonna be okay” Soda said as he brushed Pony’s hair back with his fingers, but to his horror, Ponyboy’s eyes were closed.

”Pony? Hey c’mon open your eyes honey.” Soda gently shook him while Steve applied even more pressure. “Pony, wake up. It ain't time to mess around okay? Open your eyes kiddo, please.”

The paramedics practically bust through and quickly begin to assess the situation. One of them, Jerry, softly pulled Soda away as he checked for Pony’s pulse.

”No pulse! Starting CPR!”

The gang could only watch helplessly as the paramedics try to restart Pony’s heart. Most of them were too frozen in shock to truly process what was happening.

”His rhythm is back but barely, we need to inform the hospital that he needs surgery, get him on a gurney and load him up”

They rolled Ponyboy’s into the back of the ambulance

”What hospital?” Darry finally managed to say.

“Saint Francis, you his dad?”

”Big brother, and his guardian.” 

“I see, you’ll probably have to talk to the cops, all of you. Due to the gunshot wound, don't worry none of y'all are in trouble.”

”My brother, is he going to be okay?!” Soda practically yelled after he snapped out of his state of shock.

”That ain't my call, but from what i can tell, he's hurt bad.”

”That ain’t fair. He’s just a kid, he shouldn’t be fighting for his life” Dally said, his jaw clenched.

”It just ain’t fair. None of it was.”

 

Chapter 5: One day, I am gonna grow wings.

Darrel Curtis hated hospitals. Nothing good ever happens inside them. He was the one the coroner called to identify his parents bodies. He was the one who had to watch Johnny suffer with those burns. He really hated them.

”I’m riding in the ambulance with Pony, Soda you drive the truck to the hospital.” Darry said, his tone canceling out any further questions.

As the ambulance doors closed and drove away, Soda finally breathed. He crumbled to the floor, tears streaming down his face, Pony’s blood on his hands and the feeling of guilt. The guilt of failing as a brother. He was supposed to protect his baby brother and now he’s watching as the ambulance takes him to that dreaded place.

”C’mon Soda, lets get going” Dally said, snapping Soda out of his trance.

”I’ll drive, I know damn well you can’t” Steve said, gently taking the keys out of Soda’s hands.

Soda didn't miss the way Steve’s hands shook, the look in his eyes, the fear.

With the help of Johnny and Dally, Soda got inside the truck. He closed his eyes and prayed, “God please, don't take my baby brother away from me. Not him, please.”

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Darry couldn’t even look at his brother as the paramedic beside him tried desperately to stop the bleeding and keep his heart pumping. He stared at the floor, there was blood there. Red was definitely his least favorite color now. Finally, he managed the courage to look at his baby brother’s face. God. The sight of him made Darry want to scream, cry and vomit. Who would do this to him? To a 14 year old kid. Pony didn't deserve this, he’s just a kid. A stupid, sweet and caring kid.

”Oh Pony” is all Darry could choke out before sobbing. Jerry looked at him with eyes of sorrow.

”He’s a fighter, he’s got this” Jerry said.

Darry put his face into his hands and finally let go. All these emotions he's been suppressing came flooding out. Pony truly was the only thing keeping him from cracking and now that he’s almost gone, Darry couldn’t help but feel pathetic and weak. He didn’t deserve the title of ‘Superman’. He couldn’t even save his own brother. All he was, was a stupid man with muscles and a name that didn’t belong to him.

Darry swore, when he got his hands on the people who did this to him, not even a priest would be able to cleanse him.

”I promise, no matter what, I’ll never leave your side”

Notes:

Yikes…got some feels here 😼
YALL PLEASE GIVE ME WRITING PROMPTS, I NEED TO MAKE MORE FANFICSSS

Chapter 6: Living on a prayer

As he sat in the passengers seat, Soda couldn’t help but tremble, what did Pony do to deserve this?

 

“Soda, he’ll be okay. When I was talking to him, he kept fighting to stay awake” Johnny said, trying to reassure Sodapop.

 

“He died Johnny. You saw it, his heart stopped and he died.”

 

“But he’s not dead. They brought him back” Dally said

 

“Dally’s right Soda, Pony’s still alive-“ Steve said before getting cut off.

 

“But what if he isn’t by the time we get there?! He was in bad shape at the DX, his heart stopped and Darry— Darry cried. He didn’t cry at the funeral Steve, and he was sobbing with Pony” Soda snapped.

 

The tension in the car thickened with somber.

 

“…we’re almost there Soda. Almost.”

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Darry felt his heart jump when the ambulance stopped. When the doors opened, doctors rushed to grab the gurney.

 

“W-where are they taking him?”

 

“To an O.R most definitely” Jerry answered.

 

“Right.”

 

“Why don’t you come with me kid”

 

“I’m not a kid, I’m 20”

 

“And  I’m 45, come on, we’ll wait for your brother and friends”

 

Darry followed Jerry to the waiting room and sat down in the not so comfortable chairs.

 

“I know what you’re going through. The feeling of guilt you probably have right now.”

 

“You do?”

 

“Yeah, it was my kid. He got hurt like your brother, some idiot didn’t have his gun safety on and shot him. I remember feeling extremely guilty, thinking I should’ve done better, protected him somehow even though there was nothing I could do.”

 

“Is he okay? Your kid.”

 

“Yeah, he lived, didn’t stop the feelings or thoughts though. Listen to me, your brother is a fighter, I’ve been in this job ever since I was 20 and I’ve seen grown men who couldn’t survive this. He’s strong, you gotta believe in him.”

 

“Okay.”

 

Just then, bursting through the hospital doors were Dally, Johnny, Steve and Soda.

 

“Darry!” Soda said, running to his brother’s arms.

 

“Oh Pepsi” Darry said in a soft voice of relief

 

“I’m scared Darry, I’m so scared” Soda sobbed.

 

“I know honey, I know”

Chapter 7: You suck.

Notes:

Lmao, I’ve been procrastinating on finishing this chapter, i’m so sorry.
My Roblox account got hacked and now i have nowhere to hide from writing this. ENJOYYY
AND GIVE ME PROMPTS FOR MORE STORIES PLEASEEE

Steve didn’t know what to think. He sat in the waiting room chair as his leg bounced. He ran his hands through his hair and sighed.

”I’m going to call Two. He deserves to know” Steve said as he got up from the chair.

He went over to the pay phone and shuffled his pockets for the coins.

Ring.

”Hello?”

”Hey Mrs. Mathews, it’s Steve, is Keith there?”

”Yes he is dear, is everything alright?”

Steve hated lying to her but he didn’t want her worrying.

”Yeah, everything’s fine, i just need him.”

Steve heard Mrs. Mathews call for her son.

”Hey Stevie” Two said in a jokingly way, he knew Steve hated it but Steve couldn’t care less right now.

”You should come down to St. Francis.”

”Woah, what happened?” All the joy from Two-Bit’s voice vanished.

”Ponyboy is hurt.”

”I’ll be there.”

Click.

”Two is on his way” Steve announced to the rest of the gang. Soda and Darry were still hugging, Johnny was biting his nails while Dally fiddled with his pocket knife.

A doctor came by.

”Family of Ponyboy Curtis?”

Everyone seemed to jump.

Darry was the first to recover and answer, “Y-yes? Is everything okay?”

”Well, your brother is in surgery now, but things are looking hopeful yes. However the extent of his injuries are severe. I’m here to advise you all to go home for now and rest.”

”Like hell we’re doing that.” Dally answered with a scoff.

Just then, Two-Bit entered.

”Shit, it’s that bad huh?” He said, as he took noticed of everyone.

Soda only looked at him with a pathetic expression.

”What the hell happened to him?”

”Socs.” Dally answered, jaw clenched and eyes full of hate.

”Can we see him?”

”No, he is surgery right now.” Darry answered.

”Surgery?! Glory what the hell did those Socs do to him?!”

”No clue, but he was bleeding awful” Steve said, avoiding eye contact.

“He was shot.” Johnny added quietly, still biting his nails.

”What..?”

The doctor nodded with a somber and grim expression.

”Unfortunately, what they’re saying is true.”

Two didn’t want to believe it. That wasn’t fair. 

“So what do we do now?” He asked, waiting for a reply from someone, anyone.

”I don’t know” Dally finally said.

”I just don’t know.”

Chapter 8: love you kid

Notes:

im really sorry about this extremely short chapter, I’ll make it up by posting everyday again
<3

Hours passed and the gang grew restless and anxious until finally, Ponyboy was placed into a room. The doctor had one rule, only one person at a time. Darry went first.

”Oh Pony, you gave us all quite the scare. You better wake up kid, I-I just don’t know what I’d do without you” tears fell as he continued to speak, “Please dont go join Ma and Dad, please”

His voice broke and got soft, so utterly quiet. 

Sodapop was after, then it was Steve, and then Two-Bit and then Johnny.

And finally, it was Dally’s turn.

Dally approached the hospital bed with uncertainty, his stomach churning just by looking at Ponyboy’s small form.

”Hey kid, I…I know you can’t hear me, but I’m still gonna talk you anyway. You gotta wake up kid. You cannot leave us, any of us here. We-…I need you” Dally admitted, his head hanging low.

Sure, he was a tough guy and never admitted to much, but somehow Ponyboy managed to wiggle himself into Dally’s heart. Dallas only loved two things. Johnny and Ponyboy. And he’d burn the world down if they died. They were young, and pure, sure they weren’t innocent but they were still kids and softhearted.

Dally gave Pony’s hand a squeeze as he laid his head onto the stiff mattress.

”I promise you, I’ll get those Socs back for what they did.”

As if miracles existed, Dallas could have sworn he heard the faintest yet most loudest laugh from Pony.

”…wake up, please.”

”Please just wake up.”

 

Chapter 9: Waiting drives you crazy.

Notes:

I wrote this on a plane. (Apologies for not being active, i forgot my password and internet went out not to mention i had to babysit.)

Anyways, enjoyyyy

Dally stayed until the nurse ushered him out as visitor time was over.

He proceeded to curse her out before eventually leaving and joining the rest of the guys.

 

“What do we do now?” Soda asked, as he fiddled with the sleeves of his jacket.

“We wait for him. He’ll wake up, he has to.” Darry answered.

 

Right. That’s all they could do now, wait and hope.

 

“I swear the minute I get my hands on those good for nothing Socs-“ Dally started before getting interrupted by Darry.

 

“Calm down, we still have no idea who it was that did this-“

 

“I do.” Johnny said, quietly.

 

Time seemed to freeze on his words.

 

“Y-You do?” Soda said with hope and despair.

 

“Yeah. It was the same guy who gave me this scar and the one I stabbed a few months back. Bob Sheldon.”

 

Dally squeezed his fist so hard he drew blood with his nails. To everyone’s surprise, Darry spoke in a low tone, a tone commonly used by a very pissed of parent.

 

“That son of a bitch. I’ll murder him. Who’s the hell does he think he is to hurt my baby brother and mess up Johnny?”

 

Johnny felt warm seeing how much he and Pony were cared for.

 

“Maybe this time I’ll stab him. Johnny only nicked his shoulder, I’ll gut him like a pig.” Dally said whilst cracking his knuckles.

 

“Don’t do that, you’re in enough trouble with the fuzz Dallas.” Soda said.

 

“Don’t matter, Bob made his move, now its out turn”

 

“No, Soda’s right, besides we can’t have you getting the chair while Pony’s still out.” Steve said.

 

Time passed slowly as the boys waited in the hospital, none of them wanting to go home even after being advised to by the hospital staff. They all eventually fell asleep in the chairs. Everything felt hopeless until…

 

“Darrel Curtis?” A middle aged man said, holding a clipboard with a weary smile as he lightly shook Darry’s shoulder.

 

Darry awoke, scrambling to get up. “Y-yes that’s me, what is it?”

 

“It’s about your brother, Ponyboy”

 

“I-is he alright?” Darry said as panic seeped in.

 

“He’s awake.”

 

 

Chapter 10: I am something.

Summary:

IM SO SORRY, THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE UP DAYS AGO BUT SCHOOL HAS BEEN HELLLLLLL
ANYWAYS LOVE YALL AND ENJOYYY
😸

Darry felt his legs go numb as he stumbled to the floor. He picked himself up against the chair, his legs shaking as he stood.

 

“H-he’s awake?” Darry asked, breathlessly.

 

“Yes, however…I do have to warn you of some things Mr. Curtis.”

 

“Wh-what things?” All the joy Darry was going through had disappeared instantly.

 

The doctor sighed as he took his glasses off.

 

“Your brother has flatlined twice on the operating table and lost an enormous amount of blood. He was shot by a 44 mag from what our forensics could tell.”

 

Darry felt his stomach lurch, his food threatening to come up.

 

“There is also a very big possibility of seizures.”

 

“Seizures? You mean the sickness that makes you shake?”

 

“Yes, unfortunately I do, and he has the risk due to the blood loss.”

 

Darry took a shaky breath.

 

“H-he’s on track, he loves that sport so much. Doc, will he be able to continue it?”

 

“Only time will tell for now, however since he is awake, you and your family may go see him.”

 

Darry nodded, wiping his sweaty palms on his jeans as he turned around to the chairs and woke the gang up.

 

“What’s the matter?” Soda slurred, his voice containing evidence of fatigue.

 

“Is everything alright with the kid?” Dally asked, standing up.

 

“Yeah, is Pony okay?” Two-Bit said as he rubbed his eye while Steve yawned next to him.

 

Johnny stayed in his chair, staring at Darry and holding his breath while praying it was good news. It wasn’t everyday you see the eldest Curtis have unshed tears in his eyes.

 

“He’s awake, Pony’s awake and we can see him”

 

That seemed to snap the sleep out of everyone. Hell, Darry’s never seen Two-Bit look so focused and shocked.

 

“Well then what the hell are we waiting for?! Let’s go see my baby brother!” Soda said as he pushed past Darry.

 

“Hold your horses, we don’t know his room number yet!” Steve said as he grabbed the back of Soda’s flannel.

 

“Ah right, my apologies. It’s room number 230.”

 

The boys rush pass him, all of them racing towards the stairs. Darry’s the first one up, and he wastes no time looking for Pony’s room.

 

“Found it, over here!” Johnny said, as he raced towards the closed door.

 

Once everyone regrouped at the door, no one went in.

 

“Hey Darry, why don’t you and Soda go first. We’ll be right behind you.” Johnny said.

 

Darry only smiled weakly and nodded, holding his breath as he opened the door. Behind him, the gang’s eyes all peered through the cracks, looking at Pony’s small form in the bed.

 

Darry took in a shaky breath, his legs wobbling slightly as he entered the room with Soda close behind.

 

Pony looked…different. Not in the way of change but the way how much bandages covered the boy’s body, the bruises and scars.

 

Soda stifled a sob while his hand grasped Pony’s.

 

“I thought the doc said he was awake” Dally said.

 

“He’s drowsy, y’know? From all the medicine or whatever..” Two-Bit said, looking to the side.

 

“Pfft…never took you…as someone to say…something smart…Two” a small voice said, from the direction of Pony.

 

All heads snapped towards his direction.

 

“Pony…?” Darry said, as he gripped Pony’s leg.

 

“Hiya…big brother..”

 

Tears instantly filled both of Soda and Darry’s eyes, both of them throwing themselves at him, hugging him like if they let go, he’ll disappear.

 

“You scared me so much, oh Pones” Soda sobbed into Pony’s hair.

 

“I’m so glad, so glad you’re awake” Darry said, hugging him tighter.

 

Once they let go, Pony wasn’t spared of the onslaught of the gang.

 

“I knew you’d bounce back, wasn’t worried at all” Two said, even though his eyebrow twitched.

 

Even Dally seemed relieved, so relieved that through Pony’s tear blurred eyes, he could see a small droplet leave Dally’s. Pony only smiled, not in a teasing way either, just happy.

 

Pony turned and looked at Steve. Steve whose eyes were red but he blamed it on the dust. Steve who’s Soda’s best friend. Steve who doesn’t even like the kid. Steve, who saved his life.

 

“Thank you.” Is all Pony said, it was quiet meant for his ears only and yet Steve heard it as if he had yelled it.

 

“No problem kid.” He ruffled Pony’s hair.

 

Everything was swell and sweet, until Pony went limp in Darry’s arms.

 

“Pony?”

 

Pony’s limbs stiffened, before his entire body was racking with violent tremors.

 

“The hell?” Dally said as Johnny ran past him to get a nurse or doctor.

 

“Move him to the floor and keep him on his side.” A doctor said, as he put gloves on.

 

Darry did just that, and as he kept him on his side all he felt was fear. The doctor placed a pillow under pony’s head as his convulsions stopped.

 

“That was an Acute Symptomatic Seizure* or also known as ASz” the doctor explained. 

 

“What..?”

 

The doctor sighed, looking at Darry. “This is what I meant, and unfortunately the possibility is the truth now.”

 

“What possibility?” Soda asked.

 

“Ponyboy has seizures.”

Notes:

https://www.google.com/search?q=acute+symptomatic+seizure+look+like&rlz=1C5GCEM_enUS1175&oq=ac&gs_lcrp=EgZjaHJvbWUqBggAEEUYOzIGCAAQRRg7MgYIARBFGDsyEAgCEC4YxwEYsQMY0QMYgAQyEwgDEC4YgwEYxwEYsQMY0QMYgAQyBggEEEUYOzIGCAUQRRg5MgYIBhBFGDwyBggHEEUYPNIBCDE0MDZqMGo3qAIAsAIA&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8&safe=active&ssui=on

Information about ASz! ^^

If you know anyone who has this or if you have it yourself, I apologize if my description wasn't accurate enough, I'm open to all criticism!!
Please have a good day and I'll see you in the next one!

Chapter 11: I won't wake up this time.

Summary:

ooop...bleh >⋏<

Notes:

enjoy.

this is an amazing chapter trust.

yaya, its doneee

"Seizures..?"

"Unfortunately yes, he has developed them after the major blood loss his body went through." The doctor said as he helped Darry put Pony back onto the bed.

Soda took a stumbling step back.

"Wh-what? Tell me you're joking'"

Steve held onto his shoulders.

"This'll break him- can he even participate in track anymore?!"

"That is still being determined, Ponyboy is not yet fully healed, however for the ASz, I can prescribe a medication to help lower the chances of his seizures. Now remember, this doesn't mean they're gone, only stabilizes and reduces"

Darry swallowed hard.

"Meds? Are ya sure?"

The doctor nodded

"Yes, because he is young and the state of his injuries, I want to give him the best possible chance of a nice recovery, so the medication will be very helpful"

Darry nodded.

"Okay, yeah, we'll do that."

"I am prescribing him Keppra*, 10 milligrams, twice a day. When he is discharged, you may pick it up at the pharmacy desk in the front"

"Okay."

The doctor nodded before  leaving.

Dally let out a breath he didn't know he was holding while Two-Bit shuffled his feet nervously.

"Okay, we can do this, I mean we dealt with-with Dallas and Johnny's injuries, and the therapy that Johnny needed, this ain't too hard, right?" Soda said as he ran his fingers through his shining wheat gold hair.

Hours passed and finally the medical staff managed to convince the boys to go home and get some rest.

Darrel took a day off work even though his boss suggest he take more, Soda went to work to distract himself along with Steve. Two-Bit  didn't watch any Mickey Mouse or make any cake, he didn't feel like it, Johnny felt alone and lost in the empty lot without his best friend, no, his brother and Dallas went around town kicking cans and trash and with a scowl too. He didn't have the energy to chase kids or mock Socs at the moment.

Days pass and now it's been a week and a half since Pony has been hospitalized. Darrel just got off work and was washing the dishes when the phone rang. It was so loud in the silent house that Darry could've sworn dust was moved by the vibrations alone.

He ran to the phone and answered, "Y-yes? Hello?"

The voice on the other side answered,"Hello, is this Darrel Curtis Jr?"

"Yes, it is"

"Ah, your brother is being discharged today, are you available to pick him up?"

"I'll be there"

Darry didn't even give  the poor receptionist time to answer as he ran out the door and got in his truck and drove to the hospital as fast as he could possibly go.

He burst through the hospital doors and ran inside and saw him. Ponyboy, there, alive and standing, standing on his own two feet.

Pony turned his head and saw his brother, and he ran. Faster than his track competitions, faster than running away from Socs and faster than he should've but he didn't care.

He ran so fast that Darry didn't even have time to process what was happening before Pony collided into his arms and Darry didn't let him go, no he hugged that boy so tight Pony would've had a broken back.

"I'm so glad, so glad you're okay" Darry said through tears as he ran his hand through Pony's hair. He didn't want to let go, not now, not ever.

"I missed you so much" Pony sobbed into Darry's shoulder, "So much"

The doctors and nurses smiled, some tearing up at this heartfelt moment between two brothers.

After a while, Darry picked up the medication Pony needed and headed home. Finally, home felt warm, no longer cold or bitter.

"The rest of the boys are coming, you doing okay Pony?" Darry asked as he looked at his baby brother on the couch who was just staring off into the distance.

"Pony?"

"Hmm?"

"Oh, you scared me, you didn't answer"

"Oh sorry, I just got...stuck."

Darry looked at Pony with concern but nodded slowly. "Okay, if you say so."

A good 30 minutes later the gang arrived.

"PONY!" They all said in unison. Darry didn't tell anyone Pony was home, he only told them to come over.

Soda started crying and hugging him while Johnny sat next to him and talked. Two-Bit went to the kitchen to make chocolate cake. Steve stood by Soda and smile as he heard Johnny and Pony talk and Dally Stayed by the door, too shocked to move.

"Why don't y'all sleep over?" Darry suggested and they all agreed. 

Two-Bit finished the cake and everyone had a slice, Pony ate slowly so he could stay up longer and listen to everyone.

After everyone was done, Pony and Soda went to their room, Johnny slept on the couch, Dally on the chair and Steve and Two on the floor.

Everything was swell and sweet, Soda fell asleep with Pony in his arms and slept soundly.

Soda woke up to a violent shake.

"Pony?"

He rubbed his eyes and looked to his side. Pony was having a seizure.

"Shit. DARRY!"

Soda was scared, he didn't know what to do, all he saw was his brother in pain and shaking. He remembered what the doctor and Darry did so he brought Pony to the floor and waited for his convulsions to stop.

He was sobbing as he knelt by his brother. "DARRY!" he'd cry out, hoping to wake up his older brother.

A few thumping steps were heard before Darry opened the door to the youngest  Curtis brothers and turned on the light.

"Shit, what happened?" 

"I-I don't know, we were just sleeping and-and then this happened!" Soda wailed.

Pony's convulsions stopped and Darrel turned him onto his side.

"It's okay little buddy, it's okay, we're here." Darry said as he brushed Pony's hair out of his face.

Steve and Dally woke up and went into the room.

"What happened?" Steve asked as he went to go comfort Soda

Dally stayed by the door, just staring.

"He had a seizure, he's good now, I think he just needs time and comfort" Darry said.

Pony stirred before laying his body against Darry

"M'head hurts..." Pony whined.

"I know baby, I know. It's okay." 

Dally's hand tightened on the doorframe.

"The next time I see Bob, I'm becoming a butcher."

"Dallas-" Darry started only to be shut down immediately.

"No Darrel, he fucked up Ponyboy, I mean honestly what the fuck did he do huh? Tell me, what on this dammed earth did Pony do to deserve this? He's worked so damn hard, he even skipped a grade for fuck's sake and this is what it gets him? He's the most kindest one we got, he's gold and Bob tainted him."

"You don't think I know that? I have to think about that every single day and night, my baby brother, my own flesh and blood who was hurt to the brink of death right under my nose. He's already been traumatized before and yet I was being stupid and didn't make Soda or Two go with him. Do you have any idea how this guilt feels? I thought he was dead Dallas, hell he was dead. His heart stopped beating a few times but he's here. He's alive and that's what is important to me right now. I don't care about Bob, right now it's Ponyboy who needs my attention, not him."

 What made this entire argument worse was that neither of them were yelling. This came from the heart.

"I'm putting Pony back to bed, y'all should head back to sleep." Darry said after what felt like an eternity of silence.

Soda had stopped crying and was back in bed staring blankly at his brothers sleeping body. Steve was standing next to Soda also staring. Dally took Pony from Darry's arms and laid him onto the bed.

He crouched by Pony's side,"I promise ya kid, I won't ever let him hurt you again, okay?"

"I promise."

Notes:

haha...he's just sleeping guys dw!

 

Keppra: Keppra is an anti-epileptic drug, also called an anticonvulsant. Keppra is a prescription medicine used to treat certain types of seizures in people with epilepsy, including partial onset seizures, myoclonic seizures, and tonic-clonic seizures.

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