"Just to Love"
By: Laney Sanchez
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Note:
Woohoo! Lotsa reviews ^.^
You guys rock =)
...Tiger thanks for your review :D
As for the love thingy...I wanna keep people guessing. Some pretty major stuff is going to happen that will change EVERYONE'S relationships. Because that's real life...people change. I'm really glad though that you like the story =)
...Kate GAH DON'T STOP READING!! O.O
*begs at your feet*
Hee hee, your comments are wonderful and I hope you stay interested. But I refuse to say if Reina ends up with Spot ^.~
And I know what you mean by when authors stop a good story. I did that A LOT. In fact I did it with my Silent Hill and Parasite Eve story. I may just take down my other stories until I'm finished with this one :P
I was going to give up on this one too but then I saw all the reviews and when I realized people actually liked it, so I decided to continue. Thank you again so much for the compliment :D
...AngelicOne as usual I'm writing my chapters at like 2:00 in the morning. So I plan to have this chapter up and finish reading your story. I only got through chapter one and I don't remember it that well because I was close to the point of falling asleep and drooling on my keyboard ~.~
But tonight I am bound and determine to finish it!!! :D
And you'll find out what Spot has planned in the next chapter. However...I will say that it backfires and goes horribly wrong. Heehee =)
...TAwejea again THANK YOU THANK YOU! I'm so glad you like my style of writing and more over it makes me endlessly happy that I'm still in character with Spot. I'm having a hard time though thinking of how to have Spot fall in love without really breaking character. Eh...with some late hours and hot chocolate I'll manage... ¬.¬
Thanks again :)
...Fastdancr well Spot isn't in love quite yet. It's really more of a deep down curiosity about Reina. In New York about that time it was common for women to be housewives and not really have a place or big say in society. So naturally that's how Spot knows it to be. He isn't use to having a girl as a newsie. Keep reading though...he'll soften eventually ... heh heh heh *evil snicker* =D
...Princessred LOL! Poor Kid...Do you have to KILL him? You could just merely tear off an appendage =^.^=
Ah well. I feel a tad bit bad driving you this nuts about Spot and Reina. But hang in there and keep reading. You'll see ^.~
Thank ya hun for the review!! =D
Guess that's it. Okay here's chapter fifteen. Oh yes...same thing applies from chapter fourteen. This -*- means POV change and there will be A LOT of that in this chapter. Just warning you. Also THANK YOU to all who reviewed my story "Moulin Rouge Meets the Newsies." It's just made to make you laugh. Spot dancing with the crate at least has to make you SMILE. If that doesn't...the fact that he's dancing like Britney Spears should :D
Okay on with the story. I've rambled enough ^.^;;
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Chapter 15 ~ A Girl's Intuition, A Boy's Plan
A few days had passed. It seemed fairly short, but Reina had now been with the Brooklyn newsies for a week or two. Time had flown by fast.
What's more is that life now seemed so blissfully...normal. She now had a home...and work. That was perfect for her.
That was all she needed to focus on right now anyway.
It was currently morning.
Reina's eyes opened with some difficulty, sleep still crowding them over.
She had gotten to sleep late last night. She was dealing with a bad case of insomnia as of late.
Add to that, the fact that Butters had started to sleep walk at about three thirty in the morning that night. She had been the only one awake to help him back to bed as he muttered about pancakes falling from the sky.
After all that, she had gotten about four hours of sleep.
However...she hadn't dreamt.
And that sat perfectly fine with her. She didn't mind in the least bit and to be honest she didn't give a damn if she never dreamed again. Dreams were useless and usually ended up lost in the flow of time or broken by someone else's actions.
Reina realized she didn't even have a dream. She had been so focused on surviving that she had abandoned dreaming. She didn't even have a goal, aside from surviving.
"...How sad am I?" she muttered to the ceiling.
Reina held up one hand in a casual gesture and examined it. Her hands were riddled with dirt and some ink blotches from the papers printing rubbing off. Her nails had gone from an ivory white to dirt brown.
"Ugh..." she muttered.
Reina didn't mind the dirty newsie look, but enough was enough. She didn't need dirt CAKED on...
"If I want that..." she muttered, hopping down gently from her bunk. "I'll go take a swim in that muck stream they call a river..." she finished, heading to the bathroom. It was only when someone swung around the corner, casually leaning an elbow against the doorway, did she lift her head up.
"...Dats me river yous is talking 'bout Kitty..." Spot said with a tint of warning to his voice.
His pale gray eyes held that all too familiar challenging look. Reina knew the morningly torture method by now. She also knew how Spot relished in it so.
"Gah...you're just like a dog...why don't you just go off and mark your territory since you love it so much, Spot" she said, adding an emphasis on his name. She attempted to duck under Spot's arm but he dodged to the right, preventing her from doing so.
"'Ey Brooklyn is me turf, has been -"
"And always will be. Yeah, yeah, yeah..." she paused, tiredly.
"I know..." she said shooting him an annoyed look. Reina stood back for a moment and put one hand to her forehead, yawning. She couldn't tell if she was angry or what. She was still a bit too sleepy to care.
"Give me five...just FIVE minutes Spot to wake up, THEN I'll slap you for your stupid ass remarks..." she countered, running her hand across her face.
Nothing happened. Spot didn't move, nor speak. He only watched her with a smug look of superiority.
Finally Reina looked back up at him. "Okay...NOW I'm awake..." she started and shoved into him hard.
"And NOW I'm pissed..."
Spot stumbled back just a bit but put a single hand on the door. That slow, devious smirk slowly spread across his pouty lips. "...Sure Kitty...Jus' as soon as me time in 'ere is up"
And with no further hesitation or look of remorse, he closed the door on her.
Reina drew in a slow breath. "I will not...punch Spot...I will not punch Spot..."
That had been her mantra as of recently.
Reina had decided, as of late, that punching Spot wasn't helping things. It only seemed to make him resent her more, if that was even possible. She had vowed on the day that Kid had punched Spot, that she would start fresh and try and be nice to Spot.
To...make things right, so to speak.
"Yeah right..." he mind muttered sourly.
That was a joke.
She had actually thought that their little late night chat a few nights ago, would've softened Spot's attitude towards her.
How wrong she had been.
It was her guess, that Spot was actually acting MEANER to her. He would deliberately do things to piss her off nowadays and then act mean and spiteful about it. Or he would point out little mistakes she made and blow them out of proportion
It was hell and moreover, Reina knew something was up.
She may have been clueless as to what that something was, but she wasn't blind or dumb.
As for Kid and Spot, they had rarely spoken since that day. That was the one problem that made Reina the most uncomfortable.
She didn't hold herself responsible, but she knew Spot DID.
"...God..." she moaned. "I just...wanna...use...THE...DAMN...WASHROOM!" she screamed, her voice getting louder with each word of the sentence. Her frustration level had hit it's peak and she leaned her forehead against the door.
She would just have to wait.
"'Eya Rei rei..." someone greeted in a smug voice. Reina didn't bother to even turn around.
"Go away Figgy...I am entirely NOT in the mood..."
Figgy grinned and tilted his head. His brown hair fell over his eyes just slightly.
"Someone get yous panties in a bunch Rei rei?"
Reina only looked over slightly and curled her lip. "You're mannerisms get more colorful by the day Figgy darling..." she muttered with much annoyance. Then as an after thought she added "And why do you still call me 'Rei rei'...you're not a two year old..."
"Does it piss you off?"
"I'm already pissed off" she moaned quietly against the door, still waiting.
"Well, does it piss you off more?"
Reina nodded tiredly.
"Well, then that's why I do it!" Figgy proclaimed with a smart ass smirk.
Reina sighed. "You're almost as bad as Sp-"
The door opened and Reina hit the ground. "SPOT!" she yelped, finishing her sentence.
Spot only glanced down at her like she was no more important than an ant. "Nice entrance dere Kitty..." Spot said, putting his cap on over his hair, which had been slicked back slightly.
Spot stepped over her. "'Eya Figgy"
"'Eya Spot" Figgy shot back with a smile.
Spot headed off and silence ensued.
"I will not punch Spot...I will not punch Spot" Reina muttered into the floor.
Figgy eyed her. "Are yous gunna use da washroom or what?"
-*-
"Yous is to take hoir to the sanctuary...I'll be goin along. Now...when yous see me signal...dats youses cue to stir up any trouble. Den go after hoir..." Spot said.
The person in front of him nodded in agreement.
"Don't yous mess up, understand? I don't want hoir back 'ere"
With that Spot shoved a five dollar bill into the person's hand. It had been a big part of his secret savings, but Spot had now totally convinced himself. The money was worth it.
He was doing the right thing. Brooklyn was HIS turf, along with the newsies.
Things didn't change and having Kitty around meant BIG changes.
Things DIDN'T change unless he said so.
Now if only he could get rid of the minor nagging voice in the back of his head telling him to stop.
Spot hesitated only a moment and thought of the past. Of how things were. Him and Kid were partners. Nothing between them.
His record for selling the most papes still stood.
His boys had never found Kitty.
That made up his mind.
Spot nodded and the person took off into the shadows.
Minor note: The sanctuary is like a place for homeless and orphaned children. It's like the refuge only they're not really mean to the kids. They don't treat them like royalty either though and it's funded by little money so it's kinda a drabby place. Basically you still wouldn't want to end up there.
You may be saying "But the refuge was shut down in the end of Newsies"
True but in reality there would still be places that would collect homeless and orphaned kids. The sanctuary is just another one of those.
By: Laney Sanchez
==============
Note:
Woohoo! Lotsa reviews ^.^
You guys rock =)
...Tiger thanks for your review :D
As for the love thingy...I wanna keep people guessing. Some pretty major stuff is going to happen that will change EVERYONE'S relationships. Because that's real life...people change. I'm really glad though that you like the story =)
...Kate GAH DON'T STOP READING!! O.O
*begs at your feet*
Hee hee, your comments are wonderful and I hope you stay interested. But I refuse to say if Reina ends up with Spot ^.~
And I know what you mean by when authors stop a good story. I did that A LOT. In fact I did it with my Silent Hill and Parasite Eve story. I may just take down my other stories until I'm finished with this one :P
I was going to give up on this one too but then I saw all the reviews and when I realized people actually liked it, so I decided to continue. Thank you again so much for the compliment :D
...AngelicOne as usual I'm writing my chapters at like 2:00 in the morning. So I plan to have this chapter up and finish reading your story. I only got through chapter one and I don't remember it that well because I was close to the point of falling asleep and drooling on my keyboard ~.~
But tonight I am bound and determine to finish it!!! :D
And you'll find out what Spot has planned in the next chapter. However...I will say that it backfires and goes horribly wrong. Heehee =)
...TAwejea again THANK YOU THANK YOU! I'm so glad you like my style of writing and more over it makes me endlessly happy that I'm still in character with Spot. I'm having a hard time though thinking of how to have Spot fall in love without really breaking character. Eh...with some late hours and hot chocolate I'll manage... ¬.¬
Thanks again :)
...Fastdancr well Spot isn't in love quite yet. It's really more of a deep down curiosity about Reina. In New York about that time it was common for women to be housewives and not really have a place or big say in society. So naturally that's how Spot knows it to be. He isn't use to having a girl as a newsie. Keep reading though...he'll soften eventually ... heh heh heh *evil snicker* =D
...Princessred LOL! Poor Kid...Do you have to KILL him? You could just merely tear off an appendage =^.^=
Ah well. I feel a tad bit bad driving you this nuts about Spot and Reina. But hang in there and keep reading. You'll see ^.~
Thank ya hun for the review!! =D
Guess that's it. Okay here's chapter fifteen. Oh yes...same thing applies from chapter fourteen. This -*- means POV change and there will be A LOT of that in this chapter. Just warning you. Also THANK YOU to all who reviewed my story "Moulin Rouge Meets the Newsies." It's just made to make you laugh. Spot dancing with the crate at least has to make you SMILE. If that doesn't...the fact that he's dancing like Britney Spears should :D
Okay on with the story. I've rambled enough ^.^;;
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 15 ~ A Girl's Intuition, A Boy's Plan
A few days had passed. It seemed fairly short, but Reina had now been with the Brooklyn newsies for a week or two. Time had flown by fast.
What's more is that life now seemed so blissfully...normal. She now had a home...and work. That was perfect for her.
That was all she needed to focus on right now anyway.
It was currently morning.
Reina's eyes opened with some difficulty, sleep still crowding them over.
She had gotten to sleep late last night. She was dealing with a bad case of insomnia as of late.
Add to that, the fact that Butters had started to sleep walk at about three thirty in the morning that night. She had been the only one awake to help him back to bed as he muttered about pancakes falling from the sky.
After all that, she had gotten about four hours of sleep.
However...she hadn't dreamt.
And that sat perfectly fine with her. She didn't mind in the least bit and to be honest she didn't give a damn if she never dreamed again. Dreams were useless and usually ended up lost in the flow of time or broken by someone else's actions.
Reina realized she didn't even have a dream. She had been so focused on surviving that she had abandoned dreaming. She didn't even have a goal, aside from surviving.
"...How sad am I?" she muttered to the ceiling.
Reina held up one hand in a casual gesture and examined it. Her hands were riddled with dirt and some ink blotches from the papers printing rubbing off. Her nails had gone from an ivory white to dirt brown.
"Ugh..." she muttered.
Reina didn't mind the dirty newsie look, but enough was enough. She didn't need dirt CAKED on...
"If I want that..." she muttered, hopping down gently from her bunk. "I'll go take a swim in that muck stream they call a river..." she finished, heading to the bathroom. It was only when someone swung around the corner, casually leaning an elbow against the doorway, did she lift her head up.
"...Dats me river yous is talking 'bout Kitty..." Spot said with a tint of warning to his voice.
His pale gray eyes held that all too familiar challenging look. Reina knew the morningly torture method by now. She also knew how Spot relished in it so.
"Gah...you're just like a dog...why don't you just go off and mark your territory since you love it so much, Spot" she said, adding an emphasis on his name. She attempted to duck under Spot's arm but he dodged to the right, preventing her from doing so.
"'Ey Brooklyn is me turf, has been -"
"And always will be. Yeah, yeah, yeah..." she paused, tiredly.
"I know..." she said shooting him an annoyed look. Reina stood back for a moment and put one hand to her forehead, yawning. She couldn't tell if she was angry or what. She was still a bit too sleepy to care.
"Give me five...just FIVE minutes Spot to wake up, THEN I'll slap you for your stupid ass remarks..." she countered, running her hand across her face.
Nothing happened. Spot didn't move, nor speak. He only watched her with a smug look of superiority.
Finally Reina looked back up at him. "Okay...NOW I'm awake..." she started and shoved into him hard.
"And NOW I'm pissed..."
Spot stumbled back just a bit but put a single hand on the door. That slow, devious smirk slowly spread across his pouty lips. "...Sure Kitty...Jus' as soon as me time in 'ere is up"
And with no further hesitation or look of remorse, he closed the door on her.
Reina drew in a slow breath. "I will not...punch Spot...I will not punch Spot..."
That had been her mantra as of recently.
Reina had decided, as of late, that punching Spot wasn't helping things. It only seemed to make him resent her more, if that was even possible. She had vowed on the day that Kid had punched Spot, that she would start fresh and try and be nice to Spot.
To...make things right, so to speak.
"Yeah right..." he mind muttered sourly.
That was a joke.
She had actually thought that their little late night chat a few nights ago, would've softened Spot's attitude towards her.
How wrong she had been.
It was her guess, that Spot was actually acting MEANER to her. He would deliberately do things to piss her off nowadays and then act mean and spiteful about it. Or he would point out little mistakes she made and blow them out of proportion
It was hell and moreover, Reina knew something was up.
She may have been clueless as to what that something was, but she wasn't blind or dumb.
As for Kid and Spot, they had rarely spoken since that day. That was the one problem that made Reina the most uncomfortable.
She didn't hold herself responsible, but she knew Spot DID.
"...God..." she moaned. "I just...wanna...use...THE...DAMN...WASHROOM!" she screamed, her voice getting louder with each word of the sentence. Her frustration level had hit it's peak and she leaned her forehead against the door.
She would just have to wait.
"'Eya Rei rei..." someone greeted in a smug voice. Reina didn't bother to even turn around.
"Go away Figgy...I am entirely NOT in the mood..."
Figgy grinned and tilted his head. His brown hair fell over his eyes just slightly.
"Someone get yous panties in a bunch Rei rei?"
Reina only looked over slightly and curled her lip. "You're mannerisms get more colorful by the day Figgy darling..." she muttered with much annoyance. Then as an after thought she added "And why do you still call me 'Rei rei'...you're not a two year old..."
"Does it piss you off?"
"I'm already pissed off" she moaned quietly against the door, still waiting.
"Well, does it piss you off more?"
Reina nodded tiredly.
"Well, then that's why I do it!" Figgy proclaimed with a smart ass smirk.
Reina sighed. "You're almost as bad as Sp-"
The door opened and Reina hit the ground. "SPOT!" she yelped, finishing her sentence.
Spot only glanced down at her like she was no more important than an ant. "Nice entrance dere Kitty..." Spot said, putting his cap on over his hair, which had been slicked back slightly.
Spot stepped over her. "'Eya Figgy"
"'Eya Spot" Figgy shot back with a smile.
Spot headed off and silence ensued.
"I will not punch Spot...I will not punch Spot" Reina muttered into the floor.
Figgy eyed her. "Are yous gunna use da washroom or what?"
-*-
"Yous is to take hoir to the sanctuary...I'll be goin along. Now...when yous see me signal...dats youses cue to stir up any trouble. Den go after hoir..." Spot said.
The person in front of him nodded in agreement.
"Don't yous mess up, understand? I don't want hoir back 'ere"
With that Spot shoved a five dollar bill into the person's hand. It had been a big part of his secret savings, but Spot had now totally convinced himself. The money was worth it.
He was doing the right thing. Brooklyn was HIS turf, along with the newsies.
Things didn't change and having Kitty around meant BIG changes.
Things DIDN'T change unless he said so.
Now if only he could get rid of the minor nagging voice in the back of his head telling him to stop.
Spot hesitated only a moment and thought of the past. Of how things were. Him and Kid were partners. Nothing between them.
His record for selling the most papes still stood.
His boys had never found Kitty.
That made up his mind.
Spot nodded and the person took off into the shadows.
Minor note: The sanctuary is like a place for homeless and orphaned children. It's like the refuge only they're not really mean to the kids. They don't treat them like royalty either though and it's funded by little money so it's kinda a drabby place. Basically you still wouldn't want to end up there.
You may be saying "But the refuge was shut down in the end of Newsies"
True but in reality there would still be places that would collect homeless and orphaned kids. The sanctuary is just another one of those.