Suicidal Pony (An Outsiders FanFic)

Another Attempt

Ponyboy's POV
I wake up feeling dizzy and sick. I can't remember why until I look down at my throbbing wrist.
By now, the cut had scabbed over, so it wasn't bleeding. But, unfortunately, the bed was stained.
"Darry's going to kill me..." I murmur.
Than I realize, Darry can't find out that I just cut myself. He'd freak out. And, though I won't admit it, I'm ashamed of myself.
I'm thinking of a way to hide my large cut, but being dizzy doesn't help you think. In fact, it makes it a whole lot harder.
While I'm thinking, I look over at the clock near my door. It's 8:56. Shit! School starts at 9:00!
Quickly, even though it's scorching hot outside, I throw on a long sleeved shirt that covers my cut and jeans. Running to the kitchen, I skip breakfast and grab my backpack running out the door, to dizzy to make out the words Two-Bit is yelling at me. I run off in the direction of school when someone grabs my shoulder and spins me around.
The person looks vaguely familiar and is yelling stuff right in my ear. The words are too echoey to understand and my whole head feels like it popped as my eyes roll back in there sockets and I stop hearing everything.

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When I wake up, I'm in my bed and am shirtless. Aw crud.
I start to sit up but someone holds me down. I'm having a total panic attack.
How did I get here? Why am I shirtless? Who is holding me down??
I start to struggle.
"Pony. It's me. Ponyboy it's me, Two-Bit. Pony-"
I bite the hand holding me down.
"OW! PONYBOY MICHAL CURTIS! CALM YOURSELF! IT'S ME, TWO-BIT!"
I look up at Two-Bit. Oops.
I expect him to be angry, but he just looks worried.
"Sorry..." I mumble.
"It's ok. I'm just wondering why you didn't respond to me earlier. I was talking to you in the house but you just walked right out."
"Oh. I was late for school."
"On a Saturday?"
Oh... Wow.
"Oops...?"
"Yea. I was supposed to babysit you. And another question. Why were you wearing a long sleeved tee in the middle of May?"
Crap. Busted.
"Uhhh..."
I had no choice but to tell the truth.
"I was hiding this."
I showed Two-Bit my cut.
"Well, gosh, Pony! What happened there?"
"Uhh... Mean Soc girl. Grabbed my wrist with her sharp nails."
"Oh. Ok. Well, you get some rest. Drink lots of water."
"Wait, how did I get here?"
"Oh! You passed out. It's called heatstroke, kid."
"Ok. Bye."
"Bye. Get some rest."
As soon as Two-Bit Closed the door, I locked it and went to mine and Sodapop's dresser. Inside were some of Soda's sleeping pills that he sometimes needed when he was hyped up.
I opened the newest bottle and dumped all of the pills into the cup of water Two-Bit had left.
After a few minutes, all the pills had dissolved. I drank the water as fast as I could, hoping the pills had no flavor.
Once the water was drained, I hid the empty pill bottle under my bed and laid down.
If everything went according to plan, I would just... Fall asleep... And never... Wake... Up...