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Darry told you to stay out of the rumble so you could specifically keep an eye on Pony. He had lost a lot of weight when he ran away, and wasn't as strong as before. Plus, he got sick so much from smoking on empty stomach and only eating chocolate, bread/bologna for a whole week. So you and the whole gang worried badly for Pony and Johnny.
But as all the greasers continued to 'stomp' the socs, you could see dallas dragging Pony away from the big crowd.
You rushed hastily to pony and dally. "W-whats w-wrong??" You asked, yelling to help Pony up.
"Its them soc's thats what. Mad about Bob." Dally said angrily. "Im taking him to bucks. We can clean him up real good."
I almost wanted to cry, not knowing how bad off pony was. He was barely reacting to anything around him, so we all figured he had a concussion. "I-im going with you.. i have to" Dally nodded getting pony inside the car, you sitting behind him feeling his forehead. ~
You checked on him upon the back seat to see his face extremely bloody and bruised. He barely turned his head, trying to look back.
"Yeah. Im alright." He said in a subdued tone.
When dally finally got to bucks place, you and him helped up the stairs to dally room.
"Jesus.. they really got you huh pone?" I said frantically cleaning up the multiple cuts, sores, and blood that was all throughout his face. "It looks worse than it feels. Really, love. Don't worry about me." He said giving me a relieving look.
You believed him. It wasn't anything that wouldn't heal in a couple weeks, but you of course still worried for him.
You give him a tender, sweet and small kiss on his temple making him smile.
"Don't worry we'll get you cleaned up and back at home." Dally said getting pony cleaner, less bloody and dirty clothes.
"Thanks. And thank you for helping— with everything.. i love ya." He put his head on my shoulder gently.
