The Guardian
The Guardian
Disclaimer: Well after three and a half years of hiatus, I decided it was time to finish this story. Afterall, it's always been one of my favorites. I obviously don't own any of the characters except for Sprite and Blake Williams, and the plot is all my own. I hope you enjoy this story and reviews are always appreciated! (I had 95 reviews for this story at last count; let's see if we can't top that hmm?)
-Libby :)
PS Thanks again to my awesome reviewers that I am crazy about: huffle-bibin, Smartass Joker, Symbolism, ilovenewsies, rezmutt, newyorklghts and Cowboys-giol. I know this is a super short chapter but it's important in moving the story along and it's the second to last one so get excited!!
Last time on The Guardian:
"Race, I love 'er. I want ta be wit' her every houah of every day. I can't live wit'out her." Mush explained earnestly. Tears started rolling down Sprite's pretty face as she tried to accept the harsh reality of the situation.
"Sounds pretty serious," Race said, "Well, foah yoah sake Mushy, I hope she says yes."
"So do I Race, so do I." Mush said, before the voices quieted down and Sprite could hear no more. She turned to leave when she bumped right into the last person she wanted to see, Tart…
Chapter 14: A BIG Misunderstanding
Tart grinned smugly, and Sprite hated to admit it but even when she was making a horrible face, the girl still looked stunning. She was wearing a bright red knee-length dress that hugged all the right curves. Her caramel skin was glistening and her dark hair was so shiny Sprite wanted to reach out and touch it.
"Aww, ya pooah thing. Did ya actually t'ink ya had a chance wit' him? He's mine, Sweetheat, he's always been mine, an' he'll always be mine. Got it kid? 'sides yoah too young foah him. He likes his goils beautiful an' experienced, which you ah neidda." With every word Liz felt as though knives were being thrust into her heart. She knew what Tart spoke was the truth and she knew she had to get out of there as soon as possible before she completely broke down sobbing. Tart smiled evilly as she watched another tear fall down Sprite's cheek. And she wasn't surprised when Sprite ran out as fast as she could after the door to the room Mush and Race were in started to open.
Tart threw herself onto Mush as soon as he emerged and it took all Mush's strength to push her away.
"Taht, wha' ah ya doin' heah?" Mush asked, rather surprised to see his EX-girlfriend standing in front of him.
"Oh Sweetie, I missed ya so much. I'se was hopin' we could git back togedda again." Tart exclaimed dramatically, wrapping her arms around Mush. Race narrowed his eyes at the girl who had been cheating on his best friend with half of the Harlem newsies.
"No Taht! Ya hoit me. I don' evah wanna see you again. Now git outta heah befoah I sick Spot an' da Brooklyn newsies on ya. Not dat you'd even mind." Mush said bitterly, throwing her arms off of him as his eyes quickly darted around the room looking for Sprite.
Tart noticed his actions and remarked, "ah ya lookin' foah dat lil prissy brat ya came wit? Sprint?" Mush's fists hardened as he heard the tone in Tart's voice.
"Her name is Sprite, an' yeah I'm lookin' foah her. I gotta give her somet'in." Mush spat out, angry that Tart would drag his ward's name through the mud with her dirty tongue.
"Oh, in dat case, she left jus' a few minutes ago when she hoid ya tawkin' about how you'se was gonna propose ta me." Mush's eyes narrowed in confusion.
"Propose ta you? What ah ya tawkin' abou'? I'm gonna propose ta…" It was at that moment he realized Sprite must have overheard him and Race and misunderstood what was said. His teeth clenched in anger as he demanded, "wha' did you say ta her?"
Tart threw her head back and laughed cruelly. "I jus' said dat you were mine, ahl (all) mine, an' will always be mine, and she had no chance wit' ya. Tha pooah thing stahted cryin' and ran outta heah quick as ya please. No matta, now ya have anodda chance ta be wit' a REAL woman." Mush pushed Tart out of the way and ran out of the party praying he could find Sprite and explain everything before it was too late.
TBC!! Dun, Dun, Dun! One chapter left!! Reviews are love.
-L.