"Sorry dis ain't da best place to be at, but no one will hear."

"It's ok, as long as I finally get some answers to this mystery," I
replied looking around. We were in an old, abandoned warehouse
which no telling what all creatures lived in. He led me over to the
corner and we sat down on the concrete floor.

"This is going to take awhile to explain."
I pointed at him, "you did it again." He just looked at me wondering
what I meant.
"The accent, sometimes you'll be talking normal, and other times you'll
have an accent."

He held his hands up to silence me; "I'll explain that to, just give me time."
"Ok, 18 years ago, my father died leaving my mom to take care of
three small children. Times were tough and the only way she could make
money to raise us, was to become a prostitute. That didn't work out for
long, because the little money she would make, would be spent on alcohol
and drugs. Only several months after my father died, she had to take us
to the orphanage. We stayed there for almost a year, until I was adopted
by a nice loving family, my brothers were left behind. The family I lived
with were very wealthy and sent me to the best of schools."

"I would ask my parents what ever happened to my brothers and they
would never tell me. I looked around one day in my stepfather's office,
and found some important papers. It had said, that my two brothers had
one of our uncles adopt them. From the stories I had heard, my uncle was a drunk,
so I didn't even want to think of how he treated my brothers or the type of lifestyle they had.
I was horrified hearing about the fate of my brothers, so one night when I was only 14 years old at the time, I decided to run away and find them."

"At the time, I didn't think about taking any money with me, all I had on
my mind was rescuing my brothers. I spent weeks searching and
never had any luck. One day, I decided I would become a newsie
and maybe they would help me search for my brothers. Months passed,
which turned into years and I still hadn't found them. I was 16 now, and
all but given up on ever finding them. One morning when I went to buy
my papers, there were two new boys working in the office that looked
vaguely familiar. I heard someone in the office call one of them over,
and there standing right in front of me were my two brothers. I was so
happy at the time, that I wanted to shout from the rooftops I had found
them. I told them who I was, thinking they would be happy to see me.
They could of cared less. We had some words, and basically they told
me I could walk off the face of the earth and they'd be happy. They later
told me, that I shouldn't of left them, that I was the cause of breaking up
our family. I told them, how I had spent years searching for them, but
that didn't matter, they thought that I betrayed them. So there ya have it,"
he stood up and walked over to the window.

I joined him, "hey," I whispered softly. "It wasn't your fault, they should
of been happy for you instead of angry, you were only a little boy at the time."

He got teary eyed and the dam finally broke. I held him for awhile and
comforted him. He sniffed, and looked down embarrassed.
"I'm sorry about that, I feel like a fool," he blushed.

I took his hand in mine and looked in his eyes, "in this story, you're
not the one who's the fool. If I would of been your brothers, I would of
jumped for joy of seeing you again. Just give them time, maybe they'll
come around eventually," I soothed.

I smiled at him; "hey there's one thing that you haven't told me."
He looked puzzled.
"Your name," I replied.
He laughed; "yeah I didn't think to tell ya that. He held out his hand,
"my real name is Michael Delancy, but me friends call me Snoddy."
I shook his hand; "well it's a pleasure to meet you Snoddy."

More chapters coming. This chapter is much better than the original one, in
my opinion. I was able to work on it in class hehe, so I hope you all
enjoy it! Thanks for all the reviews :)