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I honestly wasn't feeling up to forgiving Darry so I'm not going too.

"Darry I still really don't wanna talk to you." I told him.

"What?" I could hear the hurt in his voice but at the moment I didn't care.

"I. Still. Don't. Wanna. Talk. To. You." I repeated spacing out every word.

"Oh." He said and I heard the door close.

"Ponyboy he's sorry." Soda told me.

"He's not sorry. He's not sorry for anything he does." I replied.

"Ponyboy he's barley slept the whole time you've been gone. You have to believe me he is sorry!"

"I need to think about it." I told him. I wasn't really gonna think about it I wasn't forgiving him and that was that.

"Whatever Pony." Soda said and got up then I heard the door slam. I wanted to run after him but with my condition that wasn't such a good idea.

The doctor walked in and told me we that I had busted my back and I'll never walk again. This day just keeps getting better and better.

I sighed and tried to get as comfortable as I could be with things being the way they are.

I heard a banging on my window and I knew someone was throwing rocks at my window.

Try to see who's out the window (Page 10)

Ignore the knocks (Page 11)

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