CHAPTER 2
Specs laid the blanket down and took the basket from her. "Have I told you how beautiful you look today?" he asked with a smile.
"I look like this everyday!" she blushed.
"I know." he smiled and kissed her softly.
Gip smiled and kissed him back, cupping his cheek with her hand.
He slowly pulled away and smiled. "Yer amazin' ya know that?" he asked.
Gip nodded. "Yeah. I'se hoid dat once or twice," she teased.
He laughed. "What didja bring?"
Gip smiled. "I brought toikey sandwiches, yer favorite." he smiled, watching her unpack their dinner.
Gip looked up and blushed. "What?" she asked.
"Nothing. Just looking," Specs smiled. He leaned across the blanket to kiss her.
Gip smiled and kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck slowly.
Griff eyes narrowed as he watched them he cursed under his breath. He walked over slowly his eyes glaring into Spec's back. He heard that Gip was in Manhattan, and now he was going to get her back. "Hey lova boy. get yer lips off me goil,"
Gip turned around quickly. "Griff!" she gasped. Griff quickly had Gip on her feet, holding her by the arm. "You think I wasn't smart enough ta find you?" he asked, shaking her.
"Let her go!" Specs yelled, standing up his fists clenched. "I mean it Griff lett'er go!" he said walking towards him.
Griff reached back behind him and grabbed a gun. He pulled Gip close to him and put the gun to her head.
Gip let out a cry and closed her eyes. Specs gasped and put his hands up in defense. He stopped in his tracks. "Griff." he warned
"Take anudda step an' you'll have 'er blood on yer shoit." He cocked the gun.
"Please. Don't do dis," Specs pleaded.
"Hey Lova boy. have you had 'er?" he asked.
"What do ya mean?" Specs asked back nervously. He looked around and hoped someone would see what was going on and try to stop it.
He rolled his eyes. "Tasted her, been inside of her,"
Specs furrowed his eyebrows trying to think of a reason why he would ask that.
Gip pleaded silently to him to say no. Specs nodded slowly. "Y.Yeah,"
"She put up a fight?" he asked, unbuttoning her top button. Gip froze and looked at Specs with fear in her eyes.
He glared into his eyes "No of course not, and if you touch 'er one more time..."
"You are in to position to be making threats!" Griff said. "Oh I see," he said bitterly. "Lova boy gets it free but I gotta take it?" Griff asked Gip, speaking harshly in her ear. "Maybe I'll jist take ya now!"
"NO!" Specs said lunging towards him. Griff glared and pointed the gun at Specs.
Gip gasped. "NO! Griff stop please.I'll go with you, just don't hurt him!" she pleaded.
Griff smiled in victory and started to pull her away in the direction he appeared.
"NO!" Specs yelled.
"What's going on over there?" a deep voice asked. Griff pushed Gip towards Specs and hid the gun next to him as the officer neared them. Gip fell into Specs' arms, who protectively put her behind him.
"Nothin' officer, jist havin' some fun." Griff said.
"She don't look like she's having any fun," the officer said, looking at Gip, who was visibly shaking.
"Sorry Sir," Griff said.
"Go home kids. it's starting to rain," the officer instructed, turning away from them.
Specs grabbed Gip's hand and pulled her farther away from Griff.
"NO!" Griff yelled and pointed the gun at Specs. Specs caught his breath and closed his eyes, he thought he heard Gip scream.
The officer ran at Griff and tackled him right as he pulled the trigger. Specs opened his eyes and sighed in relief.
Gip took a step back and stumbled. "Gip?" he asked catching her. He looked her over quickly. Her hand held her stomach and a trickle of blood slipped over her fingers. "No!" he yelled as her legs gave out. He slowly eased her to the ground and took her hands away.
"Oh God!" he cried, looking at the wound. "Gip, baby?" he asked. She looked at him with fear in her eyes. "Specs," she said softly, tears rolling down her face.
He took off his coat and put it under her head gently. She coughed and her breaths grew raspy.
"Help. SOMEBODY HELP ME!" he pleaded. "What do I do Gip, what do I do?" he asked wiping her face.
"Shh," she said softly, she reached up and ran her shaky hand down his cheek. He grabbed her hand, and wasn't able to hide his tears anymore.
Specs laid the blanket down and took the basket from her. "Have I told you how beautiful you look today?" he asked with a smile.
"I look like this everyday!" she blushed.
"I know." he smiled and kissed her softly.
Gip smiled and kissed him back, cupping his cheek with her hand.
He slowly pulled away and smiled. "Yer amazin' ya know that?" he asked.
Gip nodded. "Yeah. I'se hoid dat once or twice," she teased.
He laughed. "What didja bring?"
Gip smiled. "I brought toikey sandwiches, yer favorite." he smiled, watching her unpack their dinner.
Gip looked up and blushed. "What?" she asked.
"Nothing. Just looking," Specs smiled. He leaned across the blanket to kiss her.
Gip smiled and kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck slowly.
Griff eyes narrowed as he watched them he cursed under his breath. He walked over slowly his eyes glaring into Spec's back. He heard that Gip was in Manhattan, and now he was going to get her back. "Hey lova boy. get yer lips off me goil,"
Gip turned around quickly. "Griff!" she gasped. Griff quickly had Gip on her feet, holding her by the arm. "You think I wasn't smart enough ta find you?" he asked, shaking her.
"Let her go!" Specs yelled, standing up his fists clenched. "I mean it Griff lett'er go!" he said walking towards him.
Griff reached back behind him and grabbed a gun. He pulled Gip close to him and put the gun to her head.
Gip let out a cry and closed her eyes. Specs gasped and put his hands up in defense. He stopped in his tracks. "Griff." he warned
"Take anudda step an' you'll have 'er blood on yer shoit." He cocked the gun.
"Please. Don't do dis," Specs pleaded.
"Hey Lova boy. have you had 'er?" he asked.
"What do ya mean?" Specs asked back nervously. He looked around and hoped someone would see what was going on and try to stop it.
He rolled his eyes. "Tasted her, been inside of her,"
Specs furrowed his eyebrows trying to think of a reason why he would ask that.
Gip pleaded silently to him to say no. Specs nodded slowly. "Y.Yeah,"
"She put up a fight?" he asked, unbuttoning her top button. Gip froze and looked at Specs with fear in her eyes.
He glared into his eyes "No of course not, and if you touch 'er one more time..."
"You are in to position to be making threats!" Griff said. "Oh I see," he said bitterly. "Lova boy gets it free but I gotta take it?" Griff asked Gip, speaking harshly in her ear. "Maybe I'll jist take ya now!"
"NO!" Specs said lunging towards him. Griff glared and pointed the gun at Specs.
Gip gasped. "NO! Griff stop please.I'll go with you, just don't hurt him!" she pleaded.
Griff smiled in victory and started to pull her away in the direction he appeared.
"NO!" Specs yelled.
"What's going on over there?" a deep voice asked. Griff pushed Gip towards Specs and hid the gun next to him as the officer neared them. Gip fell into Specs' arms, who protectively put her behind him.
"Nothin' officer, jist havin' some fun." Griff said.
"She don't look like she's having any fun," the officer said, looking at Gip, who was visibly shaking.
"Sorry Sir," Griff said.
"Go home kids. it's starting to rain," the officer instructed, turning away from them.
Specs grabbed Gip's hand and pulled her farther away from Griff.
"NO!" Griff yelled and pointed the gun at Specs. Specs caught his breath and closed his eyes, he thought he heard Gip scream.
The officer ran at Griff and tackled him right as he pulled the trigger. Specs opened his eyes and sighed in relief.
Gip took a step back and stumbled. "Gip?" he asked catching her. He looked her over quickly. Her hand held her stomach and a trickle of blood slipped over her fingers. "No!" he yelled as her legs gave out. He slowly eased her to the ground and took her hands away.
"Oh God!" he cried, looking at the wound. "Gip, baby?" he asked. She looked at him with fear in her eyes. "Specs," she said softly, tears rolling down her face.
He took off his coat and put it under her head gently. She coughed and her breaths grew raspy.
"Help. SOMEBODY HELP ME!" he pleaded. "What do I do Gip, what do I do?" he asked wiping her face.
"Shh," she said softly, she reached up and ran her shaky hand down his cheek. He grabbed her hand, and wasn't able to hide his tears anymore.