When Death opens the door

Chapter 20: Oh no

Belle's P.O.V.

*2 days after Ponyboy and Belle have waken up from their comas*

It's been 2 days since Pony and I woke up from our comas. I was in the kitchen with Soda. He was talking about some girl while I was zoned out. "And that's why I want you to leave when someone mentions Sandy." He said. I just nodded even though I hadn't been paying attention. I heard someone walk in and it was Ponyboy. "Hey Ponyboy. I was just telling Moo about Sandy." Soda said. Ponyboy nodded and walked over to the fridge. He got out a block of cheese and wandered around the kitchen trying to find something else. "What's wrong with you?" Soda asked suddenly. "What do you mean?" Ponyboy asked back. "Well you and Moo used to hang out all the time and now..." Soda said trailing off. He was right. Me and Pony had stopped hanging out since the incidents. "I'm gonna find out what Steve's doing." Soda said walking out the door. I guess I looked upset because Ponyboy looked at me. "What's wrong?" He asked. I looked over at him. "Oh right. You can't talk." He said. I wanted to say something so bad that I opened mouth, but closed it. I ran to my room and got some paper and a pencil. I wrote on it that Death won't let me say anything anymore. Ponyboy looked at the note then back at me. "Why?" He asked. I wrote that I apparently had caused a lot of trouble somehow. "Are you okay?" He asked. I shook my head. "What's wrong?" He asked. I wrote that there was a monster inside me. He looked at me and I pointed to my stomach. It had grown bigger in a day than a normal pregnancy. He looked at me again. "Your....pregnant?" He asked. I shook my head and wrote on the paper that it was a monster, not a baby. "How?" He asked. "Death did this." I wrote. That wasn't the whole story and I really wished I would've told him, but I was scared to. The truth was I had been walking in the park and the nightmare I had a few days ago came true. The boy got away with it because he wasn't just a boy. It was Death.
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*1 week later*

Apparently the state people wanted to take Pony and Soda away from Darry. He got custody of them though. I was in the kitchen eating a sandwich because man was I hungry. Pony walked in and looked at my stomach. He grabbed my arm and dragged me into my room. He pulled out a Mickey Mouse sweater. It had been my dad's, but he gave it to me to sleep in. He gave it to me and I pulled it on. It covered my bump which is probably what he wanted. We walked out to the living room. "Hey Ponyboy." We turned around to see Soda holding a piece of paper. It was the note. "What's this?" He asked. "Uh...." Pony started. Soda came over and pulled my sweater up. He looked like he'd seen a ghost. "Pony..." He started. "Soda it's not what it looks like." Ponyboy said. "Yeah like hell it is!" Soda yelled. "What's going on in here?" Darry asked as he walked in. "Ponyboy went and knocked up Moo." Soda said. "What!?" Darry asked. "No it's not what it looks like!" Ponyboy said. "Pony. Mom and dad would be ashamed of you." Darry said. I couldn't take it anymore. Them blaming Ponyboy for something he didn't do. "Leave him alone! He didn't do it to me!" I yelled. The boys looked at me. I covered my mouth as I realized what I'd done. "Belle." Ponyboy whispered. He tried to grab me, but I pushed him away. I ran out the door as fast as I could. I'm going to die, was all I could think. I'm going to die.