It had been three weeks since Spot had asked me to be his girl. Everything was simply amazing. We loved eachother. But one day, the day of Medda's annual get together for the Newsies, we had a fight. I cant even remember what it was about, it was over something stupid and petty. We didnt break up, it was just a fight. But we didnt go to Medda's together. I was performing tonight, one song. Brooklyn was coming, but not Spot and I actually together. I was walking with Jack and Mush and we approached the Brooklyn boys. But I noticed it wasnt all boys. There was Jazz, a local brothel whore, wonder who she came with. We have always had a mutual hate for eachother. When I had broken up with one man, she would steal him right from underneath my nose, just like that. She was not pretty. She had short red hair with a very freckled face and an upturned nose. She was unlikably skiiny with no bust or curves. I despised her.

I said hi to a few boys and made my was inside. I walked to Medda's dressing room and put on a short, low-cut blue dress. When I was finished fixing myself up, I walked on the stage and heard a series of hoots and holars. I winked at a few boys and ruffled the little kids' hair. Then, having now opening words, I sang.

I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to me.
I still feel your touch in my dreams.(my dreams)
Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why
Without you it's hard to survive.

'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling.
And everytime we kiss I swear I could fly.
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last.
Need you by my side.
'Cause everytime we touch, I feel this static.
And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky.
Can't you hear my heart beat slow...
I can't let you go.
Want you in my life.

Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky.
They wipe away tears that I cry. (I cry)
The good and the bad times, we've been through them all.
You make me rise when I fall.

My singing had slowed and I was barely mumbling the words. Because the sight at the back of the room was astonishing. There was Spot, with Jazz sat firmly on his lap, making out.

'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling.
And everytime we kiss I swear I could fly.
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last.
Need you by my side.
'Cause everytime we touch, I feel this sta-

I had now stopped singing and everyone had their attention on Spot and Jazz.

My blood boiled. But most of all, I felt hurt. So I did something outragious. I grabbed my knife from the holster on my waist and I threw it so it stuck in the wall about an inch above Spot's head. They looked up gasping and Jazz jumped off his lap. Spot sat wide eyed. I jumped of the stage and walked over to Jazz, pure murder and hurt on my face.

"So, Jazz, How do I taste? Thats just like you," I said in a dangerous tone, "cleaning up my sloppy seconds." She didnt even have time to make a smart ass remark before I had decked her, leaving her out cold on the floor.

No one said anything as I furiously stomped out the door, wiping tears from my eyes. I heard a CRACK! and footsteps behind me-Jack.

"Doll?" He said as he stepped out the door. I sniffed. I was crying. For the first time in years, I was crying.

Jack walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my small body. I was sobbing into his shoulder and he was whispering comferting words to me. I heard the door slam open and someone running towards us. I looked up to see a black and blue Spot.

"Aff just letme explain!" he said.

"I have nothing to say to you." I said. And I spit on his face and walked to the lodging house with Jack's arm around my shoulders, still sobbing.