Man I feel like all these are so violent I'm sorryyyy I don't have issues I swear
Also just a warning in advance i didn't edit this at all
"Come on hurry up!!" Pony boy said, nearly five feet in front of you.
"Oh come on Pony! Your legs are longer than mine!" You groaned trying to pick up your pace. It was nearly impossible since Ponyboy was half a foot taller than you.
He was rushing back to his house because his favorite TV show was coming on today. 10 minutes after school got out. So here you were, pretty much running to keep up with him.
When you finally reached the Curtis house you were only a few steps behind him. He ran up the front steps and you followed him. He swung the front door open. You assumed he was going to hold it at least until you got in, but it shut right as you had your hand in the door frame.
Some horrid noise like a crunch or a snap echoed throughout the living room. And everyone heard it. Ponyboy looked at you in shock. Dally, who was on the couch, cringed. And Johnny jumped.
You yelled and quickly pulled your fingers out of the door.
"Y/N are you okay!" Pony boy said, stepping forward in concern. "I'm so sorry I didn't realize you were right behind me!"
To be honest, your hand was throbbing and you knew it would at least bruise. But poor Ponyboy looked like he was going to cry. You knew he would never hurt you. So you lied.
"It's fine! It doesn't even hurt that bad- it's just a bruise." You assured him trying your best to smile.
"Are you sure-" Said Dallas from the couch. You and Ponyboy both looked in his direction. "Cause it looks pretty bad." You glared at him when Pony wasn't looking.
"Yeah I'm sure! Let's just watch the show Pony." You eventually got him to agree; but not after making sure you were okay about 100 times.
~time skip~
Everyone was home now and the show was long over. Ponyboy looked like he was about to fall asleep so you mumbled something about having to go to the bathroom. In reality, you were going to find something to bandage your fingers with. You got up and lightly walked to the bathroom. The thing is- you had no clue where the first aid kit was.
You rummaged through the cabinet until a voice made you jump.
"Waddya lookin for? The front doors in the living room." Steve laughed from the doorway.
"Narnia.." you mumbled sarcastically.
"Wha-"
"Nevermind." You said. You came closer to him, trying to be quiet. "Earlier today Pony accidentally slammed my fingers in the door- i don't know what's wrong with em but I'm lookin for bandages." You said in a whisper.
Steve asked which hand he slammed and you held up your left.
He gently took it in his hand and you hissed through your teeth. It looked sort of blue..
"Yeah your fingers are broken." He said. "You probably want to go to a hospital kiddo."
"No way! I'm not going to a hospital!" You said. "Ponyboy would hate himself if he knew he broke my hand!"
"Alright.. well I can just bandage em up here and they'll probably heal on their own." He said. You agreed and he got some bandages from under the sink. If only you'd looked there. He wrapped up your hand and you thanked him and made him pinky swear not to tell Ponyboy. Of course you had to pinky swear with your right hand.
