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SKYE STAYED OVERNIGHT in the hospital, the boys tried to get her to go home to get some rest but she wouldn't leave. Nothing was getting her out of that chair.

She didn't sleep at all, she wanted to stay up in case there was any news on Soda. They wouldn't tell her anything since she wasn't family.

She paced back and forth in the hallway half the night, biting away at her nails. "What is taking them so long? He should be out of surgery by now!" Skye complained.

"I'm sure they'll tell us something soon." Darry assured, "They need to hurry up, I need to know if he's okay." Skye said.

"Can you sit down? You're stressing me out with all that pacing," Darry grumbled, he hadn't slept either. He was worried about Soda, Skye was right he should've been out of surgery by now.

None of the doctors were telling them anything and he was beginning to worry more than ever. He had sent Pony home with the gang, Pony didn't want to go he wanted to stay with Soda.

Two-Bit had to carry him out of the hospital in order to get him to leave. Darry didn't want him here in case something bad happened...in case he didn't make it.

Steve was hesitant in leaving too but Darry forced him to go. Darry glanced at the clock to see that it was almost morning, they had been sitting in the waiting room for hours and they were starting to get impatient.

A few minutes later the doctor finally came out, Skye rushed up to him ambushing him with tons of questions.

"How is he? Is he okay? Is he out of surgery? Can we see him?" She questioned. The doctor stared at her as she continued to ask questions, "I- are you family?" He asked her.

"I- no but I'm his girlfriend that counts for something, right?"

"I'm sorry, I can only talk to direct family members," the doctor said and Skye opened her mouth to cuss him out before Darry stepped up.

"I'm his brother."

The doctor turned to him, "Alright, your brother is out of surgery, the stab wound was pretty deep but not deep enough to hit any major organs or arteries, so he is okay," the doctor explained.

Darry and Skye let out sighs of relief, "He is in his room now sleeping, he's going to have to take it very easy from now on, he needs lots of rest and we will be holding him for a few more days just to make sure he's stable and then you will be able to take him home,"

Darry nodded, "Thank you doctor."

"Can we see him?" Skye asked, the doctor sighed, "Not right now, he is sleeping and he may be sleeping for a while,"

"What the hell does that mean?"

"We had to use a strong dosage of anesthesia to stable him in order to perform the surgery, he should wake up in a few days but right now he's not waking up any time soon." The doctor explained.

"You may be able to visit him during visiting hours which start at around nine A.M."

Darry nodded, "Thanks doc."

The doctor nodded and walked off, Skye let out a sigh. "So I guess we wait till visiting hours." Skye sat down in the waiting chair.

Knowing that Soda was alive and okay, she could finally sit down and relax.

"You should go home Skye, get some sleep." Darry suggested, "I'm not leaving Darry, I can't leave him." Skye said.

"But-"

"I'm not leaving."

Darry sighed, "Fine." He took a seat next to her and laid his head back against the wall.

Skye glanced at him, "Take a nap, Darry, I'll stay awake in case something happens,"

Darry shook his head, "No, I'm fine, really." He yawned. "Darry, you're exhausted and your also all cut up and bruised, may I remind you, so get some rest hell knows you need it."

Darry sighed, "Fine, but wake me up in case something does happen." He pointed a finger at her. "Will do."

Darry laid his head back on the wall and shut his eyes, it only took a few minutes for him to fall asleep.

A few hours went by and the doctor came back to let them know that they could see Soda, Skye shook Darry awake and let him know that they could go see Soda now.

They both walked into Soda's room and there he was, laying in the hospital bed unconscious. Skye's heart ached at the sight of him.

She took a seat next to the bed and Darry sat down on the opposite side. "Are we supposed to talk to him?" Skye asked and Darry shrugged, "I don't know, can he even hear us?"

Skye sighed and she grabbed Soda's hand, his hand was so cold it sent chills up her spine. She held his hand with both of her hands and she placed a small kiss on his knuckles.

Darry stared at Soda for a minute before tearing his eyes away, he couldn't stand to see his kid brother in that state.

Darry stood up, "I'm...I'm going to go call the boys, let them know that Soda is okay," Darry said and Skye nodded.

Darry walked out and Skye sighed, "Darry's scared, Soda, he can't bare to see you like this, I don't blame him..."

Skye looked down the tears beginning to form, "I'm so sorry, this is all my fault, if only I had gotten there faster then you wouldn't be here, maybe if I wasn't so fucking weak you wouldn't be here." Skye sobbed.

She looked at his face and the more she stared the more she cried. He looked so lifeless, the once happy, lively, Sodapop was now laying in a hospital bed looking completely lifeless.

"The boys will probably come see you later, Ponyboy is real worried about you, he didn't want to leave but Darry forced him to go home," Skye said. Even if he couldn't hear her, talking to him was the only thing she could do right now.

"I love you Soda, please wake up soon."

She jumped a bit when the heart monitor began beeping, she looked back and forth between Soda and the monitor, that didn't sound too good.

She saw the line going straight and her eyes widened, that definitely wasn't good. She shot up from the chair and she rushed out of the room, "Somebody help! I need a doctor please!" She shouted.

Darry, who was still on the phone, heard Skye yelling and he dropped the phone and ran towards Skye. "What's going on?"

The doctor and a few nurses came rushing towards them, they ran into the room and they began doing CPR on Soda.

Skye tried going into the room but one of the nurses held her back, "I'm sorry but you can't be in here!"

"No please, I need to know he's okay!" Skye shouted trying to get out of the nurses grip.

"I'm sorry." The doctor led her out of the room and slammed the door shut. Skye stood at the door looking through the small window of the door, she watched as they tried to help Soda.

Darry ripped her away from the door, "Come on, you shouldn't see that."

"It just started beeping, I don't know what happened, the doctor said he was okay why was it beeping?!"

"I don't know! But the doctors are helping him right now, he's going to be okay." Darry reassured the girl. "You don't know that! What if he never wakes up? What if they can't help him? What if-"

"Don't talk like that, he's going to be okay, he has to be." Darry's voice cracked and Skye's face dropped. She pulled him into a tight hug.

"I'm sorry, I'm only making things worse, you're right he's going to be okay."

Darry sniffled and pulled away, he wasn't crying which didn't surprise Skye. He didn't have to cry to prove that he cared.

"It's fine, I have to go tell the boys."

Darry walked away and Skye sighed, she took a seat and began biting her nails anxiously as she waited for any news from Soda.

A few minutes later Darry came back and so did the doctor.

Skye stood up and stood next to Darry, "How is he?" Darry asked the doctor. "He's stable, for now."

"For now? You mean this can happen again?" Skye questioned, "We're not sure yet, we may have to keep him a lot longer than expected, right now he needs to rest but I will keep you updated if anything changes."

The doctor walked away and Darry sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"This is bullshit! He's the doctor and yet he doesn't know what's wrong with him! He's supposed to help him not let him die."

"He's not dying."

Skye let out a frustrated sigh and she plopped down in the chair, "I'm sorry, I just can't lose him, I need him."

Darry sat next to her, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into a side hug.

"We all need him."

This was sad. Better get used to it bc these next chapters will not be happy.