Sodas POV
My eyes flickered as I adjusted to the lights above.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
I rolled to my side to see Pony and Darry asleep on the couch.
I swallowed hard as I reached my hand up, a IV attached to my wrist.
"What the fuck?" I said under my breath.
"Darry. Pony." I said groggly. Immeadatly their eyes flew open and smiles spread across their faces as they threw their arms around me, crying.
"What's-"
"God you scared us." Pony sobbed into my shoulder.
"Missed me? What's going on?" I asked.
"You don't remember?" Darry asked, wiping away tears. I shook my head and he looked at Pony.
"The night of Bucks party, you and Steve got into that fight and you bashed your head against the steps. 8 stitches. You were out for 2 whole weeks." Darry explained. I felt my heart ping.
It was a dream.
"Where's Dally? And- And Johnny? And .. Steve?" I asked frantically, sitting up.
"They are all at the house. I can ring them up if you want-"
"Oh my god. Dallys alive. He's alive!" I laughed. Darry and Pony looked at each other, confused.
"Um... yeah." Pony said.
"Call them. Please I- I need to see Steve and Dally." I asked. Darry nodded and I smiled, still laughing.
It's was just a dream. We are ok.
A/n: that was shitty and rushed. Sorry..
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Fanfiction"What?! no I don't like Soda! That's gay!" I lied as images of Soda flooded into my head.
