Chapter Two
I shifted nervously and gripped my skirt tightly.
"Rebs!" Spot snapped and lifted my chin so my eyes would look up into his. "Why were ya wit' dose bums? Huh?!"
"Not like you really care why I was with them!" I retorted in Gaelic and slapped his hand away from my chin. I didn't feel like speaking English with him because this was probably going turn to a more heated discussion and I'd rather not have his boys coming in and hearing it when that does happen.
"You're the one who ran away!" he yelled back in Gaelic.
"You're the one who would come home drunk! Danny didn't to see that!" I snapped back.
"It's not like he ever did!"
"Oh yeah? What would you know? You were drunk and wouldn't know if he was standing in front of you or not!"
Spot growled. "Okay! So I shouldn't of come back drunk! But that didn't give you the right for both of you to run away!"
"It's not like you gave us much of a choice! You couldn't keep a job at the factories for longer than two days!"
"It's different now, Rebs."
"Yeah, now it's different when it's too late."
"Whadoya mean too late?"
"Do you really care?"
Spot grunted and changed the subject."Where's Dan?"
I bit my tongue. "Gone."
He blinked. "Gone?"
I held back a sob. "Dead."
All the color slowly drained from his face. "Dead?"
I managed to nod.
"Since when?" he asked shakily.
I closed my eyes. "Since a little after we both left Brooklyn."
"How... never mind... I'll get you some'hing ta eat." Spot quickly slipped out of the room, leaving me alone at last.
I glanced around the rather messy bunk room. Anyway to escape this place? 'Cause I really don't plan on living with Spot again. I want to get out of Brooklyn like now. I answered all the questions Spot "really" needed to know. Aha! Windows. Perfect exiting especially with the fire escape right below it. I glanced back at the door. Now or never. I can risk the chance, especially since I know Spot won't try to hurt me like the Delancys would. I grunted some as I struggled to open the window. I guess they don't open their windows very often.
Squeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak.
I gritted my teeth as the window finally opened enough for me to squeeze through. They really should open this window more often. I glanced back at the door (once again) as I heard footsteps approaching. It's time to go now. The door just squeaked open as I slipped out the window and landed (as softly as possible) onto the fire escape below. I paused only to hear Spot's reaction. He might try to come after me and I need to make up as much of plan as possible ahead of time if I want to get away.
"Rebs!" Spot growled.
I quickly scampered down the fire escape as I hear him coming towards the window.
"Rebs! You can't keep runnin' away like dis! I ain't losin' ya again!"
Watch me, Spot. I'm running far away from you and you aren't getting me back. I don't regret leaving you and I really doubt you really care about having me back or you would have chased me down back then. And... I know you definitely wouldn't want me back if you knew my secret.
I hurried through Brooklyn, in and out of alleyways and streets. Even if it had been over four years since I had last been there, but it hadn't changed so I easily slipped out of Brooklyn. Spot may know Brooklyn better than I do but he knows he can never match me in speed.
I took a deep breath as I stepped in to Manhattan. The air just feels better here. But why did I come back here? It really wasn't the brightest thing to do. Spot will definitely come over here knowing I'd probably return here. I should have gone to Queens or Harlem or even Trenton, anywhere Spot wouldn't think I'd head over to. What was Manhattan to me anyways? My old job here was probably gone and the Delancys were probably looking for me.
"Ooof!" I grunted as I collided into someone. Too lost in thought to watch where I was going. "I'm sorry," I quickly apologized as I looked up into a familiar pair of beautiful brown eyes.
I gasped. "Frederick!"
The young man looked at me in surprise. "Rebekah?"
"Fred!" I hugged him and buried my head into his shoulder and took in his wonderful scent. It seems like forever ago since I last saw him. Tears welled up in my eyes as he returned my embrace.
"I haven't seen you in forever. How's it been goin'?"
"It's... okay." A single tear slipped down my face and was soon joined by more. I couldn't stop them. I've had a bad day... week... month. And not to mention meeting Spot on top of all that.
Fred pulled back. "You all right? Somet'ing wrong?"
I sniffled. "I've... had a bad day."
He pulled me back into a hug. "I'm sorry. Spot been treatin' ya good?"
I managed to let out a small grunt. "I left 'im."
He looked down at me in surprise. "You left 'im? Since when?"
"About four years ago."
"To where? And what about Danny?"
I swallowed. "I moved to Manhattan with Danny."
"Here? In Manhattan?"
I nodded.
He pursed his lips. "Is he doing okay?"
I cried into his shoulder again. "He's dead."
He hugged me tighter. "I'm... so sorry, Rebekah."
I sniffled then hiccuped. "It's... all right. I've managed."
"Managed? You don't really look dat good." Fred gently pushed me back a little so he could get a good look at me. "What's up with the hair in your face?"
"Um... New style."
He raised an eyebrow. I knew he didn't buy my answer but I knew he wouldn't push it.
"Heya, Mush!" a voice called out behind me.
Fred looked up and grinned. "Blink."
I cocked my head and turned to face this 'Blink' person.
He and I both gasped as we recognized each other. He was the guy I had knocked out earlier today! I could feel my face flush in embarrassment.
"Oh, it's you!"
Fred blinked. "You two met?"
I coughed. "Er... sorta."
Blink laughed. "More like knocked me out."
Fred looked down at me in surprise. "You knocked Kid Blink out?"
My face burned. "Yeah."
"She got me real good in the chin."
I snuck a peek at Kid Blink. He seemed to be all right with me even though I was the one who gave him a nice shiner.
"So what's your name?" he asked. "As Mush already told ya, I'm Kid Blink, for obvious reasons." He gestured to his eye-patch playfully.
"Rebekah."
He grinned. "Nice ta meet ya. You seem to know Mush ratha well."
Fred turned a bit pink. "We're old friends."
"You've never told me about 'er."
"We were childhood friends."
"Aha..." Kid Blink turned back to me. "You found yourself a place to stay?"
I shook my head. "Haven't had a chance yet."
"Why don't ya stay at the lodge wit' us?"
I glanced at Fred. "Is that okay?"
"If you're all right wit' it."
I pursed my lips. "I suppose one night won't hurt."
Author's Note: Just a note, I'm not a Spot-hater! ^^;; Spot is my favorite character but I decided to do a different twist with this story.
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