Author's Note: Well, we're drawing down to an end here folks! Not a decent
cliffhanger, but LOTS of foreshadowing. *smiles* Lots of it! I'm so happy,
I learned how to use foreshadowing! lol… Anyway, thank you all for
reading! Yes, I promised I'd update before Friday…hey look! Today is
Thursday! Well, enjoy and read your hearts out! Ciao!
What Apology?
Random shook her head slightly, trying to take in what she was seeing before her. Her knees trembled while looking at the handsome sleeping boy. She took a deep breath and headed back for the door, her hand turning the knob.
"Heya Random."
The boy sat up with a cocky smirk on his face, staring at Random. Her hand was still on the doorknob, clutching it as if she were about to fall through the floor and the door would be the only thing to hold her up. She pushed a small smile onto her lips but couldn't repeat a similar greeting.
"Well you gonna say hi to me too?" He shook his head and reached for his pants, sliding them on.
"Hi…Blade," Random choked out.
Blade stood up and ran a hand through his midnight black hair as he looked at her intently. She felt the sting of tears start to form behind her eyes as she wondered how she could have ever let herself be found out by Blade.
"How…" She frowned, "I mean how…" She shook her head, trying not to panic, "This shouldn'ta evah have happened…" she whispered more to herself.
Everything was going so perfect, she wasn't sure what she had done wrong. Blade walked over to her but she couldn't look at him. She had betrayed him in every sense of the word and now she could feel him staring her down.
"This should nevah have happened. It shouldn't have even been considered," Blade shook his head.
"Blade, this was my last night, I swear! I nevah meant for you to find out."
"So you lied to me? Every night yous just lied to me. First off, you couldn't trust me enough to tell me where yous were really going every night, and second…" he sighed, "You shouldn't even be working here. You are so much smartah then this Random."
"It makes good money."
"I don't care if you become richer then Pulitzer from this job! You enjoy selling yourself?" Blade waited, looking at Random inches from her face, "Come on. Answer me. You enjoy selling yourself?"
"No," Random whispered, a tear falling down her cheek.
She looked down at Blade's feet. She wasn't strong enough to look into his face. With the tone of voice he was using, she could tell he was hurt and she wasn't sure how she was going to fix this small problem. Blade placed a hand on her cheek, pulling her eyes up to his.
"That's what I thought. So why are you?" he looked intently into her eyes, praying for an answer he could live with.
"It makes good money. I have enough for our tickets Blade," Random smiled lightly at this.
Maybe this bit of information would cheer him up as well. Unfortunately his emotionless face didn't change. Random sighed lightly wiping a tear from her eye.
"What tickets?"
"Our train tickets so we can leave New York and start a bettah life somewhere else. Safer and…" she paused, starting to smile, "well just safer and bettah. Somewhere not here, where we can just be happy togethah."
Blade frowned at this and backed away from Random, "I doubt that Random. I was planning on running off to start a life with someone I loved and trusted and who couldn't live without me, but I'm not too sure if I can trust yous right now. I still love you wid all my heart, but I don't know if you do."
"No, please no Blade. Don't say that!" She shook her head, officially panicking, "Blade don't. I love yous, I really do. None of this means anythin' to me." Random walked around pointing at the room, "This means nothin' here. I was so afraid 'cause when I was with you just now I swear I would nevah want to evah be in anyone elses' arms but those. I din't even know they were yours, please you need to believe me."
Blade looked at Random and sighed. She was being sincere, but she hadn't apologized. He wasn't even sure what would make her stoop so low as to sell herself just so they could leave Brooklyn. Random waited for a response from Blade, but she got nothing but silence she walked over to the bed and sat down, trying to think of what to say. Her mind was spinning and she all she needed was for Blade to realize that she needed to do this.
"Blade," Random blurted-out as he was halfway out the door, "Listen to me for a second. I needed to do this. Yous know I did. It's the only thing I could do to prove to yous that I loved ya."
Random paused considering her next words. Her first ones were already starting to confuse her, so she needed to be a bit clearer this time around. Blade folded his arms, leaning up against the pale wall of the isolated room while Random sat there obviously trying to think of the right thing to say. He half-smirked at her while she sat there with a worried look on her face, mouthing words to herself. She looked so cute when she was frustrated. He knew it was mean to be standing there smiling at her, trying not to laugh, but she didn't see his face and he knew she'd make this all up to him somehow. He was crazy about her and always would be, he had just lost a little faith in her right now, but she'd gain it back. Somehow he knew she would.
"You always do all these things for me, and I thought that if I could git the money for our tickets that it would prove that I loved ya. And I guess it din't mattah at the time how I got the money, cause all I knew is that we would be togethah eventually and everything in this city would be put behind us."
Blade sighed, putting his shirt on and buttoning it up slowly, "You know Random, I sure nevah expected anything like this outta you," He sighed, "You are intelligent, beautiful, carin', sweet…everythin' anyone could evah want from a goirl. There is no reason for you to go back to being a slut from da Bronx Random…none whatsoever." He shook his head and walked back towards the door, "I love you, and I realize what you did was for love, but I can't take the money for the ticket. Because if I did, that would mean I supported that decision of yours. And I don't support that decision. Nevah will," his eyes softened a bit as he left the room, "Sorry."
Random watched Blade leave silently out the door and heard his footsteps echo down the stairs. She remained on the bed. The feeling of intense warm and longing she had a few hours before had now left a vacant hole in her chest, cold and hard. His last words ran through her mind over and over again as she thought about how she was going to fix this mess.
"I don't support that decision Random…" she whispered to herself while straightening her hair and eventually walking out of the room, holding the eight dollars from Blade, "I sank low enough that even my own boy had to pay to be with me. I'll fix this."
Suddenly the lights in the club went out as a flash of lightening ricocheted through the sky. Random ran to the window and looked outside. A downpour of rain just began, catching many of Brooklyn's citizens off guard.
"I hate rain," Random mumbled as she left the club for the last time, "Nothing good ever comes of it."
What Apology?
Random shook her head slightly, trying to take in what she was seeing before her. Her knees trembled while looking at the handsome sleeping boy. She took a deep breath and headed back for the door, her hand turning the knob.
"Heya Random."
The boy sat up with a cocky smirk on his face, staring at Random. Her hand was still on the doorknob, clutching it as if she were about to fall through the floor and the door would be the only thing to hold her up. She pushed a small smile onto her lips but couldn't repeat a similar greeting.
"Well you gonna say hi to me too?" He shook his head and reached for his pants, sliding them on.
"Hi…Blade," Random choked out.
Blade stood up and ran a hand through his midnight black hair as he looked at her intently. She felt the sting of tears start to form behind her eyes as she wondered how she could have ever let herself be found out by Blade.
"How…" She frowned, "I mean how…" She shook her head, trying not to panic, "This shouldn'ta evah have happened…" she whispered more to herself.
Everything was going so perfect, she wasn't sure what she had done wrong. Blade walked over to her but she couldn't look at him. She had betrayed him in every sense of the word and now she could feel him staring her down.
"This should nevah have happened. It shouldn't have even been considered," Blade shook his head.
"Blade, this was my last night, I swear! I nevah meant for you to find out."
"So you lied to me? Every night yous just lied to me. First off, you couldn't trust me enough to tell me where yous were really going every night, and second…" he sighed, "You shouldn't even be working here. You are so much smartah then this Random."
"It makes good money."
"I don't care if you become richer then Pulitzer from this job! You enjoy selling yourself?" Blade waited, looking at Random inches from her face, "Come on. Answer me. You enjoy selling yourself?"
"No," Random whispered, a tear falling down her cheek.
She looked down at Blade's feet. She wasn't strong enough to look into his face. With the tone of voice he was using, she could tell he was hurt and she wasn't sure how she was going to fix this small problem. Blade placed a hand on her cheek, pulling her eyes up to his.
"That's what I thought. So why are you?" he looked intently into her eyes, praying for an answer he could live with.
"It makes good money. I have enough for our tickets Blade," Random smiled lightly at this.
Maybe this bit of information would cheer him up as well. Unfortunately his emotionless face didn't change. Random sighed lightly wiping a tear from her eye.
"What tickets?"
"Our train tickets so we can leave New York and start a bettah life somewhere else. Safer and…" she paused, starting to smile, "well just safer and bettah. Somewhere not here, where we can just be happy togethah."
Blade frowned at this and backed away from Random, "I doubt that Random. I was planning on running off to start a life with someone I loved and trusted and who couldn't live without me, but I'm not too sure if I can trust yous right now. I still love you wid all my heart, but I don't know if you do."
"No, please no Blade. Don't say that!" She shook her head, officially panicking, "Blade don't. I love yous, I really do. None of this means anythin' to me." Random walked around pointing at the room, "This means nothin' here. I was so afraid 'cause when I was with you just now I swear I would nevah want to evah be in anyone elses' arms but those. I din't even know they were yours, please you need to believe me."
Blade looked at Random and sighed. She was being sincere, but she hadn't apologized. He wasn't even sure what would make her stoop so low as to sell herself just so they could leave Brooklyn. Random waited for a response from Blade, but she got nothing but silence she walked over to the bed and sat down, trying to think of what to say. Her mind was spinning and she all she needed was for Blade to realize that she needed to do this.
"Blade," Random blurted-out as he was halfway out the door, "Listen to me for a second. I needed to do this. Yous know I did. It's the only thing I could do to prove to yous that I loved ya."
Random paused considering her next words. Her first ones were already starting to confuse her, so she needed to be a bit clearer this time around. Blade folded his arms, leaning up against the pale wall of the isolated room while Random sat there obviously trying to think of the right thing to say. He half-smirked at her while she sat there with a worried look on her face, mouthing words to herself. She looked so cute when she was frustrated. He knew it was mean to be standing there smiling at her, trying not to laugh, but she didn't see his face and he knew she'd make this all up to him somehow. He was crazy about her and always would be, he had just lost a little faith in her right now, but she'd gain it back. Somehow he knew she would.
"You always do all these things for me, and I thought that if I could git the money for our tickets that it would prove that I loved ya. And I guess it din't mattah at the time how I got the money, cause all I knew is that we would be togethah eventually and everything in this city would be put behind us."
Blade sighed, putting his shirt on and buttoning it up slowly, "You know Random, I sure nevah expected anything like this outta you," He sighed, "You are intelligent, beautiful, carin', sweet…everythin' anyone could evah want from a goirl. There is no reason for you to go back to being a slut from da Bronx Random…none whatsoever." He shook his head and walked back towards the door, "I love you, and I realize what you did was for love, but I can't take the money for the ticket. Because if I did, that would mean I supported that decision of yours. And I don't support that decision. Nevah will," his eyes softened a bit as he left the room, "Sorry."
Random watched Blade leave silently out the door and heard his footsteps echo down the stairs. She remained on the bed. The feeling of intense warm and longing she had a few hours before had now left a vacant hole in her chest, cold and hard. His last words ran through her mind over and over again as she thought about how she was going to fix this mess.
"I don't support that decision Random…" she whispered to herself while straightening her hair and eventually walking out of the room, holding the eight dollars from Blade, "I sank low enough that even my own boy had to pay to be with me. I'll fix this."
Suddenly the lights in the club went out as a flash of lightening ricocheted through the sky. Random ran to the window and looked outside. A downpour of rain just began, catching many of Brooklyn's citizens off guard.
"I hate rain," Random mumbled as she left the club for the last time, "Nothing good ever comes of it."