Spot's Milkshake

Chapter Fourteen: Broken Promises

Disclaimer: I don't own newsies, Disney does..I do own Brandie, Cellophane and the servants, and the Dunstan family.

Once on the streets, safely hidden from my father, I slowed my pace. If I stayed in the streets much longer he was bound to find me. I had decided that going back to New York would be fateful. He would know automatically know that I would go there, and undoubtably, he would follow. I would simply wait it out. After a couple of weeks or so, it would be safe to go back and life would be good. In the mean time, I wandered a little ways off, into a nearby woods.

The clouds were covering the sun now, and the bustling noise of the town was becoming distant as I walked further and further into the woods. A snake slithered past my feet as I recoiled away from it. If I only hated one thing, it was snakes. I walked cautiously after that, looking down at my feet at all times. To my surprise, the woods ended suddenly. It opened into a lake. I sat on a large rock and wondered about the future. Would I really get to go back to New York? My question was about to be answered. To my horror, I heard footsteps coming my way. In a mad attempt to survive, I picked up some rocks and chucked them at the approaching body. It yelled out as I connected. Coming out of the shadows was Frederick.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" I rushed over to him, not knowing what to do. I didn't feel entirely comfortable around him yet.

"It's ok." He assured me, rubbing his head. "You've got a good aim." He laughed. I joined in uneasily.

"You come afta me?" I asked him. His tone changed to a serious one.

"Yeah. I thought it would be better if I found you and not my dad or your dad." He said sympathetically. I wanted to tell him about everything. My dad, my life, my feelings, my problems, but somehow I held back.

"Your dad's mad too?" I asked quietly. He nodded. "Look, I'm really sorry." I paused, did he even know what I was apologizing for? "I, well, it's habit. I can't always control it. She was talkin' bout my mom though." I said, tears welling up in my eyes. I normally didn't cry over such childish issues, but this was different. He looked at me through concerned eyes.

"Well, your mom is in England, and she was surprised when you claimed that she had died." He took a step closer. I did not back away.

"I didn't claim anything. It's da truth. I was afraid ta expose 'im. But, it was me dad who murdered her. Why do ya t'ink he told ya dat crap about her alive an' well in Europe." I confessed quietly, my voice rising by the sentence. He looked at me, astonished, then, surprisingly, he asked me a question I thought no one would ask.

"You don't want this life, do you?" He turned to me. His icy green eyes piercing my soul, looking for the answer. I didn't hesitate to tell him the truth.

"Of course not. I was gonna run back ta New Yawk, but I knew my fadda would go dere foist." I looked down at my feet.

"Well, you'd be right. He left just minutes after he found out you did. He said he was heading for New York. He said that that's where he found you." He stared at me curiously. I knew he wanted me to confess and tell him everything. I did. I explained everything that I knew of my childhood, including the murder of my mother and darling Annalise. I told him about Arch and how I had thought that I loved him. He betrayed me, though I wouldn't mind to see his smiling face again. Then, I told him about Brooklyn, and all the friends I had made there. I told him about the incident with the Tabernaks, about Sniff, Pouncher, Snicker, Troy, Harold, Race, Mush, Kid Blink, Jack, and then, I told him about Spot Conlon. I knew I was rambling, but he looked interested. I even told him about the icy blue eyes that Spot had, and how I had kissed him. When I was done, I looked anxiously at him. He didn't appear mad at me, in fact his response surprised me.

"Then why don't you go back?" He asked, eyes twinkling. I stared at him, bewildered.

"S'cuse me?" I asked, mouth gaping open.

"Just go then. I'll even help you. But first, would you just give me a chance? I want to get to know you better." He said, inching even closer. I stared at him. He was going to help me. I could just fake the next few days or so, and then BAM, I was out of here!

"Sure." I told him, tensing as he leaned into me, planting his lips on mine. I couldn't believe this. I had just told him about Spot, and he was kissing me. I didn't pull away though. I let him continue. His hands moved to my waist, and then done to my butt. I flinched a little. I could hear him laugh merrily. I was starting to sweat as he continued to deepen the kiss. Not wanting to pull away, or more because I couldn't, I just stood there. Finally, he pulled away, smiling at me. I tried to smile back, but couldn't. He blushed.

"Look, uh, that was for, well, just in case it's the only time I get to kiss you. If everything goes as you want it to, well, I'm sure you and Spot will live happily ever after." He smiled again. I was rather confused with him at the moment, but took his hand as he lead me back to the house.

-----------------------3 weeks later---------------------------

They had just packed the last of their possessions. I was in my room crying my heart out. I hadn't seen Frederick for days. I had just figured out yesterday that I had been tricked. He never intended on taking me back to Brooklyn. He just told me that to make me hold out. The only good news was that Adelaide understood my outburst, and had forgiven me. Emory was a little harder to convince, but it worked, and he banished my father from the house. This had brought joy to my heart, although it was my father who had gotten me into this mess. Cellophane was to join us on the trip. I was very delighted to hear this because we had become fast friends. Not all the servants were to accompany us. Only the most trusted ones. I didn't know if she was a trusted servant, but she was my personal assistant, therefore was permitted to join us. Rae was someone that I could confide in too, luckily. I never told her about the incident between her brother and me, though I was tempted many times.

"Come Mistress Foster, it is time to leave." Cellophane called in her misty voice. She had only ever called me Brandie once. I had savored that moment. Drying my eyes, I lifted myself from the ever comforting bed. I looked in the nearby mirror and gasped as I saw myself. My eyes were red and puffy, and my hair was not as silky as it had been that morning. Cellophane, whose real name was Johanna, brushed her fingers through it, making it look better. I thanked her and slowly walked out the door.

Rae was waiting at the bottom of the steps for me, smiling. She was very excited about this trip. Deep down, I was too, but right now the pain of a broken promise surfaced over excitement. I caught sight of Frederick, who had been cleverly avoiding me. I shot him a nasty glare, which he noticed.

"Come now, our first stop is Tennessee. We have relatives there." Adelaide informed me. I smiled weakly. Emory handed me a ticket for the train we would be taking there. I knew this whole 'exploring the country' thing was going to take at least 2 years. How pleasant. I thought to myself, stepping up into the carriage. I was seated next to Frederick, no surprise there.

I watched as the manor faded into the back round as we pulled out of the drive. The only positive thing about this, was that I wouldn't have to put up with my father.

a/n

Yep, very short I know. I am going to Michigan for the day tomorrow for some NASCAR activities, but I will be back Saturday. I was going to have this updated at the beginning of the week, but I got grounded, and well, I couldn't. Now I have. I know it's short, but I had to give you something. Hope you all like it.

I NEED YOUR HELP!

From here on out (at least for awhile) it's gonna get boring writing about their trips around the country..so I need your opinion.

1. I can continue to write about Brandie and her trips (this might get boring, I have no clue what I would write about)

2. I can write about Brooklyn and what they are doing throughtout the 2 years and flashback to Brandie sometimes (she won't be forgotten!)

3. I can just skip right to 2 years later and the trip is finishing up.

Please include your answer in your review..it would help a lot! I would do shoutouts..but I have to go and then vacation tomorrow, so if you want an update, no shoutouts this chapter! well...i can't resist!

(sorry for any spelling errors in the chappie..it was kinda rushed)

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