Saving Pony

Wander

Yo wassup issa me, and I'm sorry for this chapter it's badly written, I didn't know how to explain quite a few things, and I eventually just got myself stuck. So here is this lousy chapter :) UGH OMG ITS SUCH TRASH BUT,,, LETS GO WITH IT :)

Two-bit POV

Dally and I slumped back inside. He wore a emotionless expression. But I took one look in his eyes and knew he cared a whole lot. He missed Johnny and was worried sick over Pony.
"Whatcha thinking about there Dal'?" I smiled, punching him in the shoulder lightly. He shot me a dangerous look that almost made me wanna turn and run the other direction.

Sometimes I really regretted trying to josh around with Dally. It was like pokin at an agitated beehive full of wasps. "I'm thinking about, rainbows and candy- hell Two I'm thinking about everything. Those no good socs..they ruined all our lifes. We lost Johnny, now Pony has showed up missing.

The poor kids brothers are probably losing it. Yanno it hasnt even been a year since their parents died? And that rut Sylvia" Dallas shot a look at his ring. I couldn't read the expression. Anger? Worry? Sadness?

Maybe all of it at once. Before I could say a word dally simply flicked the ring off his finger so it twirled a little before rattling and stopping completely with a small ding sound on the tile. I could only stare at the object. That was strange. even for dally. We were all shook up though. Who could blame him. "Lordy Two-bit" Dal' huffed "what if I killed the kid. I mean he could be dead for all we know. I  hate-" Dally began to call the socs everything nasty thing under the sun. Sometimes I think he could swear the yellow right off a school bus if he wanted to. After listening to him, even my ears turned red. I wondered how Johnny and Pony felt when he did it in front of them. That made me uncomfortable. But then again Johnny was-
Johnny... Johnny.  Johnny was gone.

I shook my head and hung it my hands. Dallas was staring off at nothing after his small little rant and I wondered what he was fighting with inside his own head.

I was about to get up and leave for home when I heard the door click.

"Two-bit! Dally!" Darry called, panic was evident in his voice. "Run and get me the first aid kit" Dally seemed to immediately come out of his trance when he heard Dar', as I shot my head in the direction of where Darrys voice was coming from

My heart sank to my stomach. "Oh glory" I groaned at the sight of the poor little greaser unconscious in Darry's strong arms. He looked almost like he was hit by a train. I hoped not literally. Dally ran off to the bathroom to grab the kit, while I made my way over to Darry, he practically dumped the kid in my arms.

"What happened?" I asked quietly, trying to hold Ponys weight. He really didn't look heavy until you were holding him. All the muscle mass from track. That kid and sports. "I'm not sure. Probably had to do something with being sick. His temperature is through the roof" he didn't need to tell me that. I could practically feel him radiating heat, from  his wet shirt that clung to his body.

Sodapop rushed over with a pair of clean clothes in his arms frantically. One look at sodapop and you could tell he didn't hold it together. His eyes were swollen and fresh tear marks were evident on his cheeks. I gave him a small reassuring look, as I Laid Pony down on the couch gently, trying not to hurt him, although he winced when his head hit the cushions.

"Two" Darry looked at me "can I borrow your pocket knife?" My black handle switchblade. No way Jose. "For WHa?" I questioned folding my arms like a stubborn child. Couldn't help it, that thing was my pride and joy, and I swear on my life I WILL never use it to damage.

"Just give him The switch Keith or i'll grind your head in" Dallas spat from behind me. I cringed at my real name but decided not to call him out on it. No one dared to disobey Dallas Winston.