Chapter 18

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Everyday got harder for me to do simple tasks, and I hated it. I loved that the boys cared for me and wanted to help me, but just because I was dying, I didn't want to act like I was dying.

The boys and I were all sitting in the living room, watching some action movie. Pony and I were cuddling on the couch next to Dally and Johnny, Darry was in the chair, Two Bit and Steve on the floor, and Soda on the coffee table.

I was thirsty, suddenly needing water. So I untangled myself from Pony and stood up. "Anyone else want anything to drink?" Everyone raised their hands and I couldn't help but laugh.

Two Bit jumped up and followed me into the kitchen. "Need some help carrying all that?"

"Yeah, I guess so." I said, pulling out a few beers and water.

"Mel."

I turned towards my brother's voice. "Yes?"

"I love you." I smiled.

"I love you too, Two." He gave me a huge hug. Then tickling my sides.

"KEITH MATTHEWS STOP." I squealed as he continued torturing me.

After we stopped laughing, he just looked at me. I realized how bad he looked. Dark circles under his eyes, no grease in his hair, and his usually happy eyes were sad.

" I'm sorry I'm such a burden now." I whispered.

Two Bit's head snapped up. "Don't ever say that. Healthy or sick I still love you the same. No matter what."

I smiled. "I believe you. I'll never-" suddenly I became short of breath and my lungs seemed to collapse. I fell to the ground, grasping anything to hold on to.

| Pony's POV |

Two Bit and Mel were still talking in the kitchen when I heard a thud and Two Bit yelling for Darry and Soda.

Everyone was up in a second and rushing into the kitchen. When I got to the doorway, Darry and Two Bit were lifting Mel off the ground.

"Mel!" I yelled. I was fear stricken to my spot. I felt Dally shaking me.

"Hey kid, come on! We gotta go to the hospital."

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The doctor took Mel away to the ICU and the seven of us tried to get comfortable in the waiting room.

Soda was on one side of me and Johnny on the other. Steve seemed extremely tense, Darry was sweating, Two Bit looked like he was gonna pass out, and Dally was pacing back and forth.

"How you feeling?" Soda asked.

"Nervous, upset, worried." I mumbled.

"Don't worry. Everything will turn out ok."

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I'm back! I missed you all! I'm thinking about how many more times I should update tonight, suggestions?

Stay gold!
~Cassie

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