Soda's POV
I felt so bad for Darry. I know how bad he must feel knowing he was so much better just last night. Then what was I thinking getting him to go play football in the cold rain after he had been acting weird. I should've known better. I finally convinced him to go to bed when he got sick again and ran into the bathroom and dropped to his knees. I run after him now and rub his back as he gets sick. When he's finishing up, Steve and Ponyboy appear in the doorway with dry clothes on. "Darry," Steve whispers. Darry leans back on the ground with his back against the bathtub with eyes closed and sniffs. "Come on, buddy, let's get you into bed," I say gently. Darry nods as he picks himself up and I help him into his room. His eyes are barely open when he steps into his closet to change out of his wet clothes. He comes back out in sweats and his class graduation t-shirt on that I didn't know he still had and climbs into his bed shivering bad and pull the blankets up to his chin and turns on his side facing away from us. "Pony, will you go get some water for Darry? And Steve could you get a damp washcloth?" Pony heads to the kitchen and so does Steve, but before he goes he reminds me to change into dry clothes. Looking down, I notice I'm dripping wet. I nod and head into my room to change.
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In Sickness and In Health
FanfictionDarry gets sick and Pony, Soda, and the gang try to take care of him.