Sodapop's POV

I hear someone yelling in the night and I immediately look to Pony laying next to me. Seeing he's sleeping soundly I'm at a loss for who it is. Normally when I hear screaming, it's pony with a nightmare. I can't recall ever hearing the voice screaming, but it sounds so close, it couldn't have been the neighbors. Some wheels in my brain start turning and I realize it's Darry. I jump out of bed and run down the hall and figure out why I didn't think it was Darry- because I've never heard him scream like that.
I burst into his room and see him sitting up and breathing hard. Turning on the lights, I can see tears falling down Darry's face and it stops me for a second. Darry crying means something is so very wrong. Running up to him, he pulls me into an unexpected hug saying, "Soda, Soda, you're okay." I was so confused. I want screaming, he was so why is he telling me I'm okay? "Of course I'm okay, Darry, what's wrong?" I asked perplexed. Ignoring my question he lets go of me and harshly asks, "Where's Ponyboy? Is he okay?"
Ponyboy appears in the doorway and walks up to Darry who pulls him into a hug as well. He holds Pony's head in his shoulder while turning his head to me asking, "Where's Mom and D-" Darry stops himself remembering and waking himself up. He just squeezes Pony tighter and cries harder making is whole body shake. We both could see the tears but it was silent. He finally lets go of Pony and wipes his eyes and says weakly, "I'm sorry."
I sit down on his bed looking straight at him and reply, "There's nothing to be sorry about. What happened Darry?" He wipes his eyes and starts mumbling, "I-I." "Had a bad dream," Pony finishes. Darry nods. I reach over to feel the back of Darry's neck, but he pulls away insisting, "Don't worry about me, Soda. It was just a dream." Any reassurance his statement could have provided was taken away because of the look in his eyes. They were wide, tired, and flustered. I feel his neck despite his protests and does feel pretty warm. "Hey, Pony," I manage softly, "why don't you hop in bed with Darry and I'll be right back." "Yeah, okay," agrees Ponyboy. I walk out of Darry's room to get another glass of water and the thermometer and see Pony crawl in bed next to Darry.