Breaking The Rules {Completed}

Breaking The Rules ~ Part 8

Y/n's pov

"Pony...." I said. He was so beaten up. "Y/n." He said quietly. He limped over to me. He looked into my eyes before pulling me into a hug. He hugged me the best he could with all the pain he was in. "Let's get you cleaned up, ok?" I said while crying slightly. He nodded and followed me into the bathroom. I closed the door and pulled out the med kit. "Sit up here." I said while patting the counter. He jumped up the best he could be he couldn't get up. "A little help, bubs?" He asked. "Sorry." I said. I helped him up and started cleaning his cuts and bruises. "Take your shirt off. I'm sure you have cuts there too." I said. He slowly took his shirt off so I could clean his cuts. "I told you to be careful." I said while tearing up again. "I know. I'm so sorry." He said while he shed a few tears. "I just hate seeing you hurt Bubba. I hate seeing your body covered in cuts and bruises. I just want you to be safe. I love you so much and if you ever got hurt so much that you died, I don't know what I'd do with myself." I said to him. I was full blown crying now. "I don't know what I'd do with myself if you ever died either." He said. "Let's go to bed now." He walked out of the bathroom hugging, clinging onto each other like the world was ending. "Hey, Y/n. Wanna stitch up Two-Bit?" Darry asked me. I heard him but I was asleep with my arms around Pony. I slowly started to lose my grip on him but before I fell he caught me. "I'll take her to bed." Darry said. "No, I got it." Pony said. He slowly picked me up, bringing me to the bed. He laid me down then took off my socks for me because he knows I can't sleep with socks on. He slowly climbs into the bed next to me and slings his arm around my waist. "Goodnight, Y/n. I love you." He whispered before both him and I drifted off into a deep sleep. The next morning I woke up and I suddenly have the urge to throw up. Before you ask, no. I'm not pregnant. I'm a virgin. I've never done it with anyone. I ran to the bathroom and threw up. Soon enough, all of the boys rushed to the bathroom but the only one to come in the Pony. "Hey." He said while rubbing my back as I sat against the sink. "Hey horseman." I said quietly. "You alright?" He asked. "I don't know. I feel like shit so I don't know if that's gives you an absolute answer." I said. I sighed. I hated throwing up. I just made me feel bad about myself. "Got anymore?" He asked. I shook my head. "Alright, come on we're gonna lay you down for a while." He said while going to pick me up. "No, bubba. You just got the crap beat out of you last night." I said. "I carried you last night, bubs. I can do it again." He said. "Wait wait. 'Bubs'? 'Bubba'?" Sodapop asked. "It's our nicknames for each other." Pony and I said at the same time. He continued to pick me up slowly and bring me back to the room. He started walking away but I pulled his arm so he turned around. I made grabby hands at him like a baby would and said "come cuddle." He happily did so. He got right on top of me but I didn't mind. We were cuddling peacefully until someone knocked on the door. "Sorry to interrupt your cuddling but Darry said I could talk to Y/n if that's ok with her." Dallas said. Ponyboy looked at me with worry in his eyes. "It's alright, I'll be out in a minute and you can cuddle again ok?" I said. He nodded and walked out of the room. "I just wanted to apologize again. I apologized to Steve being it was basically my fault you guys broke up. It's just been haunting me. That day I hit you. I haven't stopped thinking about it since. About how sorry I am. Listen here kid, I ain't ever gon' hurt you again. Your lucky you know. Dallas Winston don't give apologies like this. But seriously kid, I am sorry."