Darry's POV

I pulled into the driveway and rushed into the house. I made my way to Soda and Pony's bedroom and my heart shattered. Ponyboy was on the bed, covered in blood and Soda was stroking his hair. My usually energetic, happy brother was now the palest that I have ever seen him and he was shaking with tears falling down his face. I looked around and saw blood on the wall and parts of the floor. Soda turned around when he heard me come into the room and ran up to me and wrapped his arms around me. I hugged him back and after a few seconds, we both pulled away. " How's he doing?" I asked.

He sighed but then replied, " I-I uh don't know. He's still breathing but he hasn't said anything or even flinched and I didn't know what I should and I wasn't sure if I should call you or- or," He tried to finish his sentence but let out a sob instead.

" Listen, little buddy, he gonna be fine. Just go grab some towels and the first aid kit from my bedroom," I said sternly. He nodded and rushed out of the room. I went over to the bed and examined my youngest brother. I gently felt his head and after a few minutes I found the source of the bleeding. There was a small gap on the top of his forehead and there was a long gash on his arm. His arm would need stitches but other than that he should be ok. My only real concerns were how he's gonna handle the pain of getting stitches and how much blood he's losing. If he doesn't wake up by tomorrow, then I'll take him to the hospital. I just hope that social services won't be on my case for this. I've got enough on my plate already and I don't need them butting in.

Soda came back a few minutes later and set the stuff he grabbed on the bed. I grabbed a towel and gently wiped away as much blood as I could. I set the dirtied towel to the side and picked up a bottle of rubbing alcohol. I removed the cap and stared down at my brother. This was going to hurt like hell. " Soda, I need you to hold him down for me because he's probably going to move like crazy," I commanded gently. He looked up at me but then reluctantly grabbed hold of Pony. I took the bottle and held it over Pony's arm and gently poured it over the wound. Like I predicted, Pony let out a scream and started thrashing around the bed, trying to break free of Soda's grip.Soda looked like he wanted to let him go and just hug him forever but he continued to hold him down. I grabbed another cloth and poured more of the rubbing alcohol it. I put one of my hands over Ponyboy's eyes so that the liquid doesn't get in his eyes. I took a deep breath and then pressed the cloth against his head. He continued moving all around and tried to push the towel away. After a minute or so I removed the towel from his head.

" Please.....It hurts....Make it stop!" Ponyboys cried out.

" Shh, baby it's gonna be okay," I whispered gently in his ear. He seemed to relax a little bit and his body sunk into the bed. Now here comes the fun part. I grabbed the needle and thread and prepared it so that I could stitch the wounds.

" Darry do you have to?  He's already miserable," Soda pleaded. He had tears pouring down his face.

" We have to so the wound can heal. It's  too deep to heal properly without them," I replied solemnly. I didn't want to do this as much as he did but I knew that it had to be done. Soda grabbed onto Ponyboy again. I held the needle over his arm and prepared myself for the worst. I looked down at my poor, miserable brother and I just wanted to hold him and tell him that it was going to be okay. I snapped out of my daze and regained my focused. My arms inched closer to him and I stuck the needle into his arm. Pony let out a sob but I kept going despite my urge to just break down right there. Pony writhed in pain and Soda had an aching expression on his face.
After a few minutes, I finished up Pony's arm. I grabbed some bandages and wrapped his arm and head. " Soda, I need you to go grab some aspirins from the bathroom and some water for Pony," I said while wiping my forehead. I looked over at Ponyboy who was silently whimpering. I moved over to the bed and softly stroked his forehead. Soda came back a minute later and walked to the other side of the bed. I sat Pony up and Soda gently put the pills in Pony's mouth and then gave him the water to wash them down. Pony tooked the glass and chugged the water. It looked like every move he made caused him pain. He set the glass on the nightstand beside him and then lied back down. Soda leaned over Pony and kissed him on his forehead. " Good job hon. Now get some sleep," He said gently. I smiled at the both of them. I'm proud of how much Soda has grown up. Soda layed down next to Pony and put an arm around his shoulders. I think that they both fell asleep almost instantly. I walked out of the room and closed the door, leaving my sleeping brothers at peace. Without changing my clothes I crawled into bed and stared at the ceiling. There was just one thing that I couldn't erase from my thoughts. How did this happen in the first place?

A/N
  Hey guys! I hoped you liked this chapter! Sorry if it wasn't very good but I hope that the next chapter will be better. If you have any recommendations of what should be in the story than feel free to let you know and I'll give you credit at the end of the chapter. Stay gold! Byeeee 😊🦄