Daisy's P.O.V.

I sit across the table from Sodapop at the Dingo as we play with our food until he looks up at me, "are we ever gonna get over this?"

I shrug, "Sodapop, we should of never went out because, it ruined us."

"Dating didn't ruin us," he grabs my hand. "Cheating did."

"I'm not the one who cheated!" I snap.

"I never said you were," he smiles slightly. "I'm not sure if I love you, but I know I care about you. I really really care about you and I'm into you."

I let out a loud sigh pecking his cheek, "Sodapop, I had a break-down and I almost killed myself. I don't want to believe that you had anything to do with it, but you helped. You and Lacey both helped push me over the edge."

Soda stands up, "I give up! I give up trying to please you! If you don't want to be with me then just tell me! Don't string me along! If you can forgive Lacey, why can't you forgive me? What makes it so much harder to forgive me?"

"I wasn't in love with Lacey!" I sob standing up. "You jerk! I was in love with you and you cheated on me with my own sister! You asshole! Why can't you just fucking see that?" 

His face softens as I sob and he pulls me into to a tight hug as I sob, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I just want us to work out." He rubs my back as he kisses the top of my head. 

I sniffle looking up at him, "you're an asshole, you know that?"

"I know. You're a psycho you know that?" He fires back. I gasp shocked that he would say that after I get out of a psych-ward. "You're my psycho though."

I peck his lips, "are we gonna try this?"

"What do you think?" He chuckles.

Del's P.O.V.

Dally's in jail! He's really in jail. I look up at Charlie who's sobbing holding Claire. I look up at the cop, "why?"

"He killed a man," the cop takes a deep breathe.

Charlie just sobs. She looks up at the cops with puffy red eyes, "who? Who did he kill?"

"Daniel James Winston," the cop repeats my dad name.

I drop to my knees, "no! No! NOOOO!" I punch the ground as hard as I can hearing a snap. I roll onto the ground clutching my hand in pain as I continue to sob. "Why? Why? Why?"

Charlie grabs my hand as she cries, "it's okay Del. We're gonna be okay."

I turn to look at her as tears stream down my cheeks, "okay? What is okay anymore? Nothing about my life feels okay. I'm dying of cancer, my sister just tried to kill herself, I'm convincing the man I love to move on with somebody else, and now my brother's in jail for killing my father even if he was a sleeze."

The cop clears his throat getting both Charlie's and I's attention, "he has bail though."

"H-how much?" Charlie asks softly. 

"One hundred," he speaks clearly.

My mouth drops, "one hundred! Don't you have a heart? I'm dying and you're taking my brother away from me! Are you stu-"

"Delilah!" Charlie yells cutting me off. "Before you say something stupid...lets go."

"Do you even care that I'm dying while Dally is in jail?" I ask.

She grabs my hand, "of course I care, but I have money at home."

Dally's P.O.V.

Delilah and Charlie storm into jail with Claire bouncing on Charlie's hip. I look up at them and Charlie is furious. She hands Del Claire, "take her real quick."

"I-I can explain," I stumble over my words.

Her hand meets my jaw and I look up at her with an aching jaw, "what the hell was that Charlie?"

She grabs my cheeks and smashes her lips against mine. Now she's just giving me mixed signals. As we pull away she looks up at me, "never scare me again! Okay Dallas Winston?"

I chuckle as I hug her, "I love you Charlotte."

"I love you too Dallas," she pecks my lips. "Now c'mon, I payed your bail."

"Why?" I ask her.

"Because Dallas, I love you," she smiles before chuckling. "Also because, if I didn't who would? Now lets go my criminal."

"Hey!" I yell at her playfully and she turns around.

"Are you gonna tell me you're not a criminal?" She asks me her long hair whipping behind her.

I grab her hand, "no, but I wanted to let you know that I love you and our little family. Del and Daisy are gonna live. I know that now."

A tear rolls down her cheek, "how do you know that?"

"I just do," I say powerfully. "Now lets go home. I love you baby girl."

"I only think we've said I love you a million times," she rolls her eyes. "I feel like i'm in a cheesy romance novel or something."

"I think cliche is the word you're looking for," I correct.

She scoffs, "no, I mean cheesy. I love you, I love you too. Don't leave me, I won't baby girl I love you and our little family too much, oh I love you too. Del and Daisy are gonna live, me having a tear roll down my cheek then asking how you know, I just do now lets go home. I love you baby girl. That has cheesy written all over it and you know it."

I chuckle lowly as I wrap my arm around her, "whatever lets just go home. I wanna beer."

"Less cheesy?" Del asks. I forgot she was there.

I nod my head triumphantly, "way less cheesy."

Daisy's P.O.V.

I sit on the floor with Lucy and Lacey. Lucy looks at me smiling, "what was the hospital life like?"

"If you would of visited me you would of know," I chuckle as I throw popcorn at her.

"Hey!" She yells playfully. "I didn't want to see you like that."

"Whatever," I roll my eyes turning to Lacey. "What about you Lacey?"

"Hmm," she answers as if she wasn't even listening.

"What's your excuse for not visiting me in the hospital?" I ask chuckling.

She shrugs, "I'm clearly the one who put you in it, I didn't think you wanted me there. I mean we weren't talking."

I wrap my arms around her, "no, of course I wanted you there. I do love you Lacey and I forgive you. I mean you messed up we all do. The only reason I wasn't talking to you was because, I was too depressed to see past my self-pity. They have me on all these meds to balance out my moods and make me happy again."

"Good because, I miss my sister," Lucy climbs into the hug. "I love you guys."

"I love you guys too," I smile at them as we have a sister group hug. I know these girls aren't my "real" sister, but they feel like it and after all blood doesn't make a family, love does.

Now it's Lacey's turn, "I love you guys....third?"

We all burst into laughter as Lucy squeals, "third?"

"What?" Lacey asks blushing."It works."

"For us, it does," I smile.

 "Yes...it does," Lucy says as if it's some life changing three words making me laugh even harder. I've missed being happy. I've missed my sisters.

Del's P.O.V.

"Desiree!" I call into the seemingly empty house. "Alison!"

"In here," I hear Ali's voice.

I walk into a room to see Dez and Ali both eating a bowl of popcorn watching a movie snuggled up with their boyfriends. For Ali it's Ponyboy and for Dez it's Darry. "Are you okay Delilah?" Darry asks.

"Huh?" I ask coming out of a daze.

Pony and Ali sit up concerned and Pony speaks first, "Del you don't look to good, you should sit."

My head is spinning, but it's not from the cancer like they think it is. It's from the heartbreak. My heart is pounding, I'm sweating like crazy, I feel the tears begging to fall, but I won't let them, the room is spinning, my whole world is crashing down around. I feel as if I'm gonna faint and wake up with Daisy in her bed and Dally in the other room before everything went wrong. Even before Daisy and Bob broke up and everything's gonna be okay. I feel somebody grab my hand and pull me to the couch as I hear Ali's soothing voice, "it's okay Delilah." It's only then I release I'm crying. I put my hand to my cheeks to feel that they're wet. "What's wrong Del?"

"Everything," I manage to croak out.

Ali rubs my back sweetly, "shh, it's gonna be okay." I'm ready to explode with emotions of anger, regret, hurt, pain, resentment, jealousy, love, hate, and everything else you could imagine. I'm feeling so much emotion and I can barely think of anything to say. I don't even know how to describe how I'm feeling. I can't breathe no matter how hard I try. My chest is collapsing. This is it I'm gonna die. Tears stream down my cheek. The room is spinning. I look up at Ali and try to talk, but nothing comes out. My throat is dry. Everything is blurry and my head is pounding. It feels like my heart is in my stomach. I'm gonna die and I never got to tell Stevie how I really feel. This can't be the end. My vision is growing blurrier and I can't hear a word anybody is saying their voices are becoming more distant. I hear a long bang as every part of my body begins to ache and that's when everything goes black.

Ali's P.O.V.

We're having a double date with Darry and Pony when we hear the door open then slam close. "Desiree! Alison!" We hear Del's voice.

I turn to Dez, "I feel so bad for her."

"She has a lot on her  plate and mind. I mean with cancer, her sister, and Stevie. It's all just too much," Dez sighs. 

"In here!" I call out to her. "It's sweet how she wants Steve to be happy and she's putting his happiness before hers. He'll see that in the long run." 

When she walks into the room her face immediately pales. I turn to Ponyboy worried, "what happened?"

"I don't know," he responds quickly before turning to look at his older brother. "Darry?"

"Are you okay Delilah?" Darry asks nervously. 

She focuses back on us her face still pale, "huh?"

I sit up and Ponyboy follows my lead. As I go to speak Pony talks first, "Del you don't look so good, you should sit."

She zones back out and her face goes even paler. I didn't even think that was possible. "Delilah!" I yell loudly. No answer. I turn to Dez, "Desiree, what's wrong her?"

"I don't know!" She panics. "She has to sit down....NOW!"

Tears are stream down her face as I pull her down by her hand, "it's okay Delilah." Her hand flies up to her cheeks. "What's wrong Del?"

Her voice comes weak and unsteady barely above a whisper, "everything."

A few tears escape my eyes as I rub her back, "shh it's gonna be okay.......I hope." I say the last part under my breathe hoping she doesn't hear. After a few minutes, she sweating buckets and she's breathing heavily as if there's issues with her breathing. Her hand is on her heart as she pants. I check her pulse to see it's racing. "What's wrong with her?"

"Delilah! Delilah!" Darry starts yelling as he shakes her back and forth quickly. "Delilah!" Her face is white as a ghost. Her eyes are blood shot. Her lips are dry, cracked, and discolored.

"Somebody call for help!" Dez yells.

"I got it!" Pony runs to the phone sobbing. 

Darry continues to shake her as he yells, "Delilah! Delilah! Delilah please! Answer me!"

I put my hand on my heart as tears stream down my tear stained cheeks I whisper, "please...stay with me....please."

Desiree pulls me in for a tight hug as we cry. That's when we hear a thud and Darry sobbing. I look over to see Pony running into the room. Darry slaps her pale face, "wake up!"

"Darry?" My voice is shaking. "Please tell me she's okay."

He shakes his head, "she doesn't have a pulse."

Ponyboy, Desiree, and I all drop to our knees as we sob while Darry collapses right in front of her holding his chest as his sobs, "please Delilah, stay with me."

Ambulance rush in with a stretcher as other usher us out, "what's happening?"

We get rushed outside. We watch as Delilah is carried out with an IV in her arm, a breathing mask on her face, and people yelling numerous things. "We have a 214!" One of the doctor yells loudly.

"What's that?" I ask.

"We're loosing her! We're loosing her!" Another one yells as they hook her up to this machine that is making one long beeping noise. "She's gone."

"We need to pump blood into her stat!" Another one yells.

"Will somebody please tells us what's happening?" I yell.

"Sorry," a doctor sighs as they slam the doors driving off with the sirens going. 

I turn to Pony and he wraps his arm around me as I sob, "oh Ponyboy!"

"I know," he whispers as he rubs my back. "I know my love."

Wow! Okay, so this was a heavier chapter than intended, but I like it. What are your thoughts? Okay so I need to know what you guys think because ya'll are so loyal so I want you to have a hand in this....Should Delilah die or survive? It's completely up to you. You can comment or DM. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Stay gold. Do it for Johnny! 
-Beth