Lost in The Outsiders

Chapter 18: Am I Dead?

(This picture is so depressing, like OMG. But it's relevant.)

Maddy's POV (YAS I AM REBORN)

Am I dead?

I woke up to the sound of sirens blaring outside. Shaking my head, I look at my body. Blood is leaking outside of my wound, but surprisingly, it didn't hurt one bit.

I wasn't the only one bleeding. Bob was near me and looked like he was stabbed. Who could have done it?

Getting up, I tried to get a closer look. But when I looked down, I got the shock of my life. My body was just laying there. I was out of it, traveling freely.

My heart broke when I saw Ponyboy collapse next to me. I put my hand on his shoulder, but I don't think he felt anything.

"Hold your hands up!" An officer shouted behind me.

I shot my head back, and saw them handcuffing Stina.

No.

She didn't.

She couldn't, could she?

But it was all real. She must have killed him.

I ran to try and stop them. I screamed self defense, but no one batted an eye or an ear. They can't see of hear me.

I can't be dead. I just can't. Is this what it's like to be a spirit?

Everyone piled into the cars after the ambulance and the police car. I tried running to Pony again, but he passed out before me.

Feeling the tears coming, I broke down completely. I can't be losing the people I love. They can't be losing me... I have so much to live for, so much more to do! It can't just end now! What are they going to do now?

Climbing to the top of the ambulance, I sat quietly for the ride.

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The hospital isn't how I imagined it. The machines they used to operate on me are so much different from the present.

And god, do humans have that much blood?

Sigh.

I'm probably dying.

Eventually I got sick of the procedure. It's enough blood and guts for one day.

Walking out into the waiting room, I saw some concerned friends of mine. But yet no Stina and the others.

Sitting next to Ponyboy, I spoke.

Or at least I thought.

"Ponyboy?"

I couldn't even hear myself.

Sigh.

I don't think I've ever felt this much pain before. It's hurting worse than that bullet.

Completely exhausted, I slowly let the sleep take over me.

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"How's she doing?" I awoke to the sound of some familiar voices.

They must have got Stina out. But why are Chris and Sandy here? And who are those other girls?

I wanted someone to answer that question for me. I wanted someone to tell me that everything is going to be alright. But I can't speak. It's all consciousness. I'm dead, just like the emotions I left behind for them.

Walking over to the unknown girls, I tried to figure out who they were.

Jordan was whispering to Sandy and the redhead, so I listened in to what she was saying.