Dally Short Story|| Accident

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So I had a dream last night about this and I wanted to make it a short story with a girl and a name I really hope you guys enjoy and don't forget to Vote!

I ran from the bedroom to lithe living room to where the phone was ringing. Dally had been gone all day,
"Hello?" I answer.
"Jamie! Dally's been in an accident it's bad!" I hear a crying Two-Bit say over the phone. My smile is gone,
"What happened? Is he okay?" I ask starting to feel tears form and fall down my cheeks.
"I don't know they're taking him in an ambulance." He replies.
"Come get me now!" I yell hanging up the phone and putting on some shoes. You grab my coat and put it over my swollen belly from the pregnancy I was seven months along. I run into the porch as Two pulls up I quickly get in tears rushing down my cheeks. Two starts to speed down the streets. We pass the accident, the car that Dally had left in earlier today was complete smashed in the front and blood was everywhere on the car another car was smashed right infront of it. I then turn my attention to a white blanket that was on the pavement stained red. I try to look away. We get to the parking lot and I jump out and run in sobbing. Two was right behind me. When I walk in I see the entire gang was there either pacing or sitting in one of the chairs.
"Where is he?" I ask.
"They took him into surgery to try and save his leg." Pony whispers.
"How bad is he?" I ask not knowing if I wanted to know or not.
"He shouldn't be alive right now, his whole right arm is crushed the forearm bone is in piece they're going to try fix that in surgery to. They might have to take his left leg, Jamie, blood was everywhere, he was bleeding everywhere, his mouth his head was covered in blood. He got stabbed at the accident in his side, a piece that came up from the hood of the car, hit his kidney, caused internal bleeding I think, he broke so many bones ribs, collar bone, arm everything," Darry explains tears welling in his eyes. All I can do is cry.
"He's gonna be okay, he has to be he can leave us right?" I ask playing with the ring on my left ring finger. They all just looked at me and Soda gulped.
"He's gonna make it." I whisper to myself. I can't sit I'm to anxious, I just pave back and forth trying to convince myself he'll be okay.
Soda went and got some food from the cafeteria but I couldn't eat not knowing if Dally was going to be okay or if I'd see him again.
I got the call from Two at about nine at night and it was now one in the morning, and none of us had left.
"Are you family of Dallas Winston?" A doctor dressed in blue scrubs asked comic into the waiting room.
"Yes," I say standing up. He looked down at my bump and then back to my eyes.
"Um, Dallas has just gotten out of surgery, we were able to save his leg but he's in critical condition, honestly I don't know if I would expect him to be with us tomorrow morning." He explains. I let out a silent sob so he could talk.
"Can we see him?" Johnny asks.
"Yeah," Doctor replies turning around and leading us down the hallway to the third door on the right.
Dally was laying in the bed with a mask over his face, his right arm in a cast that had specks of blood on it, his leg was wrapped up best as possible with bandages, his head had stitching along the left side of his forehead and stitch along the bridge of his nose. He was in a hospital gown so we couldn't see his chest wounds. I let out a sob and go to his left side kissing his forehead and brushing his temple with my thumb.

"God Dally." I say tears rushing down my cheeks.
I don't take my eyes off of Dally but I do hear the doctor talk behind me, through the beeps of Dally's heart monitor.
"If you need anything just press the call button." He says leaving. I take Dally's hand in mine and see his ring was gone.

"He's gonna be okay Jamie." Steve says lightly ribbon my shoulder. He looked peaceful with his closed but I knew as soon as he woke up he would be in pain.

"I hope so." I manage. Even his whole left arm had stitches and bruises and bandages over it the were stained red.

That night I didn't leave the room I just say next to him with Soda and Johnny, because they didn't like me being alone. I awoken by the sound of rustling, when I opened my eyes I saw that Dally was shaking from his bed his mask wa abo longer on.
"Soda! Johnny!" I yell standing up and pressing the call button. His eyes were rolled to the back of his head, he was having a seizure.

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