Chapter twenty-eight
Spot laid awaken holding Storm and thinking about the time she was here.
"What's your name?"
"Spot Conlon. I'm the leader of Brooklyn. And you're Storm, right?"
"Actually it's Thunderstorm. Some call me Thunder, other Storm. I wonder Vivi didn't asked for Gillian Elisabeth Von Bismarck?"
"Do you all have such odd names in Germany?"
"If you'll ever call me by my real name I'll soak you!"
"Spot. There wasn't more that you could have done, then what you've done for me." He remembered the first kiss they had shared and her reaction about it.
"Spot, I can't!"
"Storm I love you!"
"I don't want to be one of your `girls of the week!'"
"You aren't. I mean it I really love you!"
"That's not good enough Spot. You've got to prove it!"
He had to think at the day he had showed her how to shot with a slingshot at the docks.
"Hey, You wanna grew there in the ground?"
"Listen Mr. Brooklyn! Just because I didn't fall for you like all this little, innocence girls over here in New York, doesn't give you the rights to treat me like I'm dirt or something like that!!! Okay? So come down of your damn high horse and get over your ego!"
He remembered that she shot the bottles as if she had grown up with a slingshot instead of a hand, just because she had been so angry.
The fight from the docks had gone further in the lodging house.
"Do you really want me or do you just want to prove yourself and everyone that you always get what you want?"
"Just tell me, do you really want me to prove my feelings for you or is it just a game for you? Have I even the slightest chance to own a spot in your heart? Just one little chance for one little spot?!"
And it ended on the roof the same night.
"I thought I would find you here. I'm sorry for earlier."
"I'm too."
"Just tell me. DO I have a chance?"
"Yes."
"Storm, you know that it's really because of you and not because of my pride or something like that?"
"That's what I wanna know."
"Let's just stop fighting okay?"
He had to smile when he thought at Storm's run in with Cassie.
"Cas, I told you it's over."
"But, Spot, I know you still love me!"
"I don't love you, Cas."
"Is it this red hair slut? She is the reason right? She is the reason. Oh Spot, this can't be true! Don't you see that she isn't good enough for you?! She will dump you for the next guy that walks in here!"
"GO!"
"I beg she sleeps with every guy that she sees, no wait, not all of the guys would take such a..." The next thing that had happened made his smile grew. He remembered the look in Cassie's face when Storm hat hit her.
His smile grew even wider when he thought at the poker game and how Storm had given Race the brush-off.
"Hey Spot, new girl?"
"No."
"So I still have a chance?"
"I'm Racetrack and you are?"
"Not interested."
He also had to remember the nightly picnic.
"Spot! Damn it! It's in the middle of the night! What are you doing here? You should lay in your bed and sleep! And me too!!!!"
"Put some clothes on and come with me! I want to show you something!"
"wow!"
"How d'you like it?"
"It's wonderful. How did you know I would like it?"
"I just hoped you would."
"Hey Spot, I liked it."
Then he remembered this stupid dog and how they found it. At this evening he noticed how much power she had over him.
"Oww, Spot, Look at this, it's so cute!"
"OH, NO! Take this creature away from me!!!"
"Spot, how can you talk like this! He needs a place to stay!"
"No way! Not in MY lodging house! Not as long as I'm alive!!!"
"Well, then I'm staying here too!"
"What?"
"I'm not gonna let this poor dog die out here. You won't let him stay in the lodging house. So there's just one possibility: I'm staying here!"
"Storm, that's insane! You won't stay here."
"Then you'll let him stay at the lodging house? Pleeeeeeaaaaaaassssseee????"
He had make the mistake and looked into her eyes as he tried to say no. BIG mistake!
"Oh no, don't look at me this way! NO....no... Okay!!!! But if he just makes one little mistake... he's out of Brooklyn!"
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going and wash this lil' guy. I wanna know what is under all this dirt."
"WHAT?!"
He remembered how the dog had hated it to be washed and how he had finally get Storm to be soaked with the water. He ran his fingers over her back when he thought about the scars he had seen at this evening all over her back.
Then he remembered her birthday. The evening together end more, the night they spend together.
"This evening was wonderful Spot."
"It doesn't have to be over now. What would you think about you spending tonight in my room?"
"Storm, are you sure..."
"You would have noticed if I wouldn't be sure about this."...
And the morning that had ruined his life.
"Don't you ever dare you to come near me again!
"Storm, you have to listen to me!"
"I've heard enough!"
And this fight between the two of them that had caused her fall.
"Storm. I thought I told you to never come near me again!"
"DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!"
"Storm! Damn it! Why won't you let me explain you?! It isn't what you're thinking! Come on. I've tried so much to prove my love. Do you really think I would have done that if I just wanted ONE damn night with you?! Even If it was the best night I had in my damn life I'll forget it, no, I won't ever talk about it or think about it. Because I can't forget it. I can't turn back time, Storm! All I can do, I did. I proved my Love, I told you I showed you. There isn't more I can do!"
He swallowed hard and pulled her closer closing his eyes.
"Oh Lord, If you are anywhere up there, please don't take her away from me!!! You have already so much angels. Leave me this angel for me. Please!!!" Spot prayed in whispers.
Okay, I know it's long. But I saw how long my story already is and so I thought I should have you remembered at some of the moments between Spot and Storm.
Spot laid awaken holding Storm and thinking about the time she was here.
"What's your name?"
"Spot Conlon. I'm the leader of Brooklyn. And you're Storm, right?"
"Actually it's Thunderstorm. Some call me Thunder, other Storm. I wonder Vivi didn't asked for Gillian Elisabeth Von Bismarck?"
"Do you all have such odd names in Germany?"
"If you'll ever call me by my real name I'll soak you!"
"Spot. There wasn't more that you could have done, then what you've done for me." He remembered the first kiss they had shared and her reaction about it.
"Spot, I can't!"
"Storm I love you!"
"I don't want to be one of your `girls of the week!'"
"You aren't. I mean it I really love you!"
"That's not good enough Spot. You've got to prove it!"
He had to think at the day he had showed her how to shot with a slingshot at the docks.
"Hey, You wanna grew there in the ground?"
"Listen Mr. Brooklyn! Just because I didn't fall for you like all this little, innocence girls over here in New York, doesn't give you the rights to treat me like I'm dirt or something like that!!! Okay? So come down of your damn high horse and get over your ego!"
He remembered that she shot the bottles as if she had grown up with a slingshot instead of a hand, just because she had been so angry.
The fight from the docks had gone further in the lodging house.
"Do you really want me or do you just want to prove yourself and everyone that you always get what you want?"
"Just tell me, do you really want me to prove my feelings for you or is it just a game for you? Have I even the slightest chance to own a spot in your heart? Just one little chance for one little spot?!"
And it ended on the roof the same night.
"I thought I would find you here. I'm sorry for earlier."
"I'm too."
"Just tell me. DO I have a chance?"
"Yes."
"Storm, you know that it's really because of you and not because of my pride or something like that?"
"That's what I wanna know."
"Let's just stop fighting okay?"
He had to smile when he thought at Storm's run in with Cassie.
"Cas, I told you it's over."
"But, Spot, I know you still love me!"
"I don't love you, Cas."
"Is it this red hair slut? She is the reason right? She is the reason. Oh Spot, this can't be true! Don't you see that she isn't good enough for you?! She will dump you for the next guy that walks in here!"
"GO!"
"I beg she sleeps with every guy that she sees, no wait, not all of the guys would take such a..." The next thing that had happened made his smile grew. He remembered the look in Cassie's face when Storm hat hit her.
His smile grew even wider when he thought at the poker game and how Storm had given Race the brush-off.
"Hey Spot, new girl?"
"No."
"So I still have a chance?"
"I'm Racetrack and you are?"
"Not interested."
He also had to remember the nightly picnic.
"Spot! Damn it! It's in the middle of the night! What are you doing here? You should lay in your bed and sleep! And me too!!!!"
"Put some clothes on and come with me! I want to show you something!"
"wow!"
"How d'you like it?"
"It's wonderful. How did you know I would like it?"
"I just hoped you would."
"Hey Spot, I liked it."
Then he remembered this stupid dog and how they found it. At this evening he noticed how much power she had over him.
"Oww, Spot, Look at this, it's so cute!"
"OH, NO! Take this creature away from me!!!"
"Spot, how can you talk like this! He needs a place to stay!"
"No way! Not in MY lodging house! Not as long as I'm alive!!!"
"Well, then I'm staying here too!"
"What?"
"I'm not gonna let this poor dog die out here. You won't let him stay in the lodging house. So there's just one possibility: I'm staying here!"
"Storm, that's insane! You won't stay here."
"Then you'll let him stay at the lodging house? Pleeeeeeaaaaaaassssseee????"
He had make the mistake and looked into her eyes as he tried to say no. BIG mistake!
"Oh no, don't look at me this way! NO....no... Okay!!!! But if he just makes one little mistake... he's out of Brooklyn!"
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going and wash this lil' guy. I wanna know what is under all this dirt."
"WHAT?!"
He remembered how the dog had hated it to be washed and how he had finally get Storm to be soaked with the water. He ran his fingers over her back when he thought about the scars he had seen at this evening all over her back.
Then he remembered her birthday. The evening together end more, the night they spend together.
"This evening was wonderful Spot."
"It doesn't have to be over now. What would you think about you spending tonight in my room?"
"Storm, are you sure..."
"You would have noticed if I wouldn't be sure about this."...
And the morning that had ruined his life.
"Don't you ever dare you to come near me again!
"Storm, you have to listen to me!"
"I've heard enough!"
And this fight between the two of them that had caused her fall.
"Storm. I thought I told you to never come near me again!"
"DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!"
"Storm! Damn it! Why won't you let me explain you?! It isn't what you're thinking! Come on. I've tried so much to prove my love. Do you really think I would have done that if I just wanted ONE damn night with you?! Even If it was the best night I had in my damn life I'll forget it, no, I won't ever talk about it or think about it. Because I can't forget it. I can't turn back time, Storm! All I can do, I did. I proved my Love, I told you I showed you. There isn't more I can do!"
He swallowed hard and pulled her closer closing his eyes.
"Oh Lord, If you are anywhere up there, please don't take her away from me!!! You have already so much angels. Leave me this angel for me. Please!!!" Spot prayed in whispers.
Okay, I know it's long. But I saw how long my story already is and so I thought I should have you remembered at some of the moments between Spot and Storm.