Torn up || the Outsiders fanfiction

The hospital

... You get to the Curtis's house. You opened the door so fast Soda fell over. There where tears streaming down your face. "What's wrong (y/n)?" Darry says worriedly. "Ponyboy's dying we need to get him to the hospital." You manage to say through sobs. Darry called Dally and he rushed over in his car. You all got in and starting driving as fast as you could. "Is Pony alone?" Darry said. He sounded okay. "No, I left Cherry with them, they're at the fountain."
It was probably 1 minute before you got there because you were speeding. You all jump out of the car as fast as you can. Soda runs the fastest. He's right in front of Pony. Pony is now sitting shirtless with Cherry holding the shirt against his neck. He was on the ground with his back against he fountain. Soda squats down "Ponyboy what'd ya get yerself into." He takes a minute to breathe and places his left hand on Pony's face gently, "you're gonna be okay buddy." He says swallowing hard. Darry picks Pony up and runs to the car. "Get in!" He yells as he gets in the backseat with Pony in his lap. You rush in and start driving. Pony was so pale, this wasn't gonna end well and you all knew it.
About half an hour later you were all sitting in the waiting room and Pony was in a hospital bed somewhere. "What the hell happened?" Darry said sounding a little scared. "The socs.." You say pausing and looking down. A tear rolls down your cheek and you sniffle, "he was tryin' to save me." You start bawling and can't control it. Darry stands up and let's you cry into his shoulder. It's a good thing he was comforting, there'd be no other way to control the crying. Soda looks at you and tear rolls down his cheek. Cherry glances at him and he quickly wipes it away. You hear Cherry start talking and you let go of Darry and sit down. "Thank you, I needed that." You say looking and Darry then at Cherry. "Sodapop, it's okay to cry. He's your younger brother. That's what brothers do." A few more tears roll down his face and he looks at her and nods with a small smile that quickly fades. We were all crying, even Dallas. Then the doctor comes out. "Darrel, Darrel Curtis?" He calls out. "Yes." He says quickly standing up. "We have some good and bad news." He says. Darry nods. "Ponyboy is going to be okay," before the Doctor could say the bad news, he was smothered by Darry's muscly arms "thank you, thank you, thank you." He whispers, bringing his hands to a praying motion. "But," the doctor continues, "he's gonna have to take medication everyday for five weeks and stay in bed for two." Darry smiles and Soda says, "Yes, of course doc. We'll do whatever he needs." The doctor smiles, "alrighty then. He should be ready to go home in about an hour." The doctor smiles.
Everybody was so excited that Pony would live, after all he is only 14. You were home before you knew it and Ponyboy was okay. You were laying down in your bed just thinking about how you were gonna visit him everyday and take care of him. You thought about how you'll be able to see his handsome face and feel those butterflies again instead of feeling dread and anger and sadness. Tomorrow's another day. You think to yourself. "Stay gold." You say quietly, thinking about Ponyboy. And you quickly drift off to sleep.