"Just to Love"
By: Laney Sanchez
==============
A/N: I got thank yous to do to! But first just a warning...this chapter will be pretty long...
Okay a lot of thank yous...since I skipped them on chapter 18. So if I group a few together don't get peeved at me! ^.^;;
It's just to save time...Here goes.
...Mandy, Tawejea,DxInsider and Natalie thanks for the compliments. I thrive on them O.O
Heehee!
I'm sorry about the cliffhangers...but I gotta do one ONCE and awhile...^.~
Thank you so much for your votes!! They really helped me out! That goes for everyone who helped me decide ;)
...Fastdancr and AngelicOne I GOT THE SPOT BOOTH SET UP!! ...Er...now I just need to find Spot...
Hrmm...*looks about* Yoo hoo! Spot? Er...um Spot? . *crickets chirp*
o.o;;
Er...well that didn't work out too well... Thanks for still reading!! =D
And don't CRY AngelicOne! It will all be okay! ..besides you'll make me cry... ;. ;
...princessred ...DAMN THOSE CENTURIES!! ...*whimpers* Oh well we can still watch Newsies again and again and again...it has great entertainment value aside from Spot
However...the songs stick in my head like bubble gum. Then they're there ALL DAY LONG! I CAN'T GET THEM OUT OF MY HEAD!!!! AAAAGGG!
...Especially "King of New York". Me and my friend were singing that for hours straight...As for Moira...well she's gone so don't worry about her. The bad guy who abducted Reina was just a henchman for the REAL bad guy. There was no hitman. Spot just told some of his boys to get Reina away from Brooklyn and to the sanctuary. Hope that helped ^.^
...Tiger ooo! Thanks for the compliments! I know the whole "bordello" thing was iffy but I'm like that. I have to take chances, otherwise if I hold back on my writing I'm just not content with it and I'm more likely to just trash the whole dang story. Things will work out though so I hope I didn't turn anyone off from the story. Thanks for still reading! ^.^
...Brooklyn Majestic WOOHOO! I'm glad you like the story!! =)
Sweeeeet.
Tell me the name of your fanfic with Moira in it. I'd love to read it. I actually like the name Moira too. However I came across it in a funny way. I was thinking about going to see "Return To Neverland" which got me thinking about the movie "Hook" and then a light bulb went on inside my head. I liked the name "Moira" so much I decided to name Spot's first love that. Plus it fit pretty good IMHO. Thank you so much for calling my story wonderful...*Sniffles* It made my day :D
Okay GEEZE! I hope I didn't forget anyone because all those reviews mean the world to me. It sounds dumb and cheesy...but you guys are authors too, so you know what it's like to recieve praise on a story. Especially one you're particularly fond of. THANK YOU!!!!!! *hugs and lollipops for everyone*
*_*
Okay I'm done acting stupid and gushing... =^.^=
On with the story.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chaper 19 ~ A Daring Rescue
The bordello itself was a beautiful terror.
From the outside, it looked like a broken down old building. Almost like an apartment building but smaller. Much smaller. On the outside it was untreated. The bricks were crumbling and the wood on the door frame on the outside was rotting. Unless someone really knew what lie inside, it was a place not many would even think or dare to enter.
However on the inside, deep inside, it was a rich world of flesh, drink and any other sin you could possibly imagine. The walls were painted in a rich autumn gold, while deep red scarlett curtains blocked passages to other rooms. In the center was a living room like place. A red plush couch was far against the back while chairs and tables were set up in the center. A glossy bar with multiple different bottles was to the left. However to the right was a whole new room. It had a small ornate stage with gold carvings and red velvet curtains. More table and chairs were placed in front of it.
The whole place could've been a palace, but it's tenants were the only thing that proved it WASN'T.
"Dis had better woik..." Spot muttered under his breath. He couldn't keep his eyes off all the "distractions." There were girls everywhere. Scantily clad girls for that matter.
Some looked beaten down by time. In fact most of them did. However that didn't stop Spot from staring at their-
"Pay attention!" Kid snapped.
Spot shot him a glare and was about to argue before they were approached. A man, probably a guard or something, stopped them.
"Yous pay da entrance fee?" he asked, crossing his immense arms. Spot looked to Kid. Both Kid and himself were dressed in fine suits. Spot had his cane by his side. He had insisted he bring it along because it would look more classy. Kid didn't argue. Kid probably knew better by now than to try and stand between Spot Conlon and his beloved cane.
As for the suits, Kid had them stored away. He had two. And only two. Kid had kept them as momentos. The one that Spot wore was a bit smaller in size. It had been Kid's little brother's suit.
Spot felt a little odd wearing a suit that held so much meaning to Kid. He felt like it was sacrilegious or something.
Kid was a bit taller than Spot and tended to look more mature. So they had agreed to play it off as cousins. As for the entrance fee, well it hadn't been paid. Spot would be damned if he or Kid were going to pay a fee just to "look around." So naturally they had scouted out a way and snuck in.
The man stared at them impatiently.
Kid waved a hand. "Yes. It's been taken care of" he said in a regal voice. The man didn't budge.
"What's da passwoid?"
"Err..." Kid hadn't thought of that one.
"Loveboid" Spot answered simply. The man shot him a look of annoyance but stepped aside. "Da auction will begin shortly..." was all he had to say.
Spot walked slightly ahead of Kid. He wanted to avoid any questions. Kid clamped a hand down on Spot's shoulder and swung him around roughly. However Spot was prepared and instantly grabbed Kid's collar and shot him a deathly cold glare. "Don't yous ask..."
Kid shoved Spot off and shot him a dirty look. Spot shrugged his shoulders as if to shake off where Kid had grabbed him. "It ain't what yous tink..."
Kid only shook his head and muttered "Sure it ain't Spot..."
Spot took a seat at a table, below the stage. Kid sat but hesitantly. "We's can't be sittin 'ere waitin! We's gotta-"
"Look...I know how dis goes okay?" was all Spot said. He stared at the table itself. Anything to not face Kid's accusing looks.
"Yous a fine one yous are Spot Conlon" Kid snapped. Spot finally looked up and narrowed his eyes. "Yous gunna try and play it off like yous has never been 'ere?"
"I have been 'ere Kid. But not for da reasons yous tink..." Spot said and looked towards the stage. His eyes got a far off look. "I's may be a 'womanizer' but I'se ain't a pervoit..."
Kid only watched him. He said no more, but the disdain in his eyes said it all.
There suddenly was a large round of applause. The lights dimmed and the spotlight centered on the stage. The curtain ruffled a bit before a finely dressed man walked out. To this, there was a burst of applause, like the mayor had just walked into the room.
"Good evening...sirs..." he said pleasantly, then added with a grin. "And ladies..."
This made a few girl erupt with giggles. Some of the giggling was genuine and some sounded rather forced and fake.
Spot's icy, gray eyes narrowed as they focused on the sleezeball who could only be known as Edward Vanderbelt. The one man responsible for ruining a big portion of his life.
"We have a very...very special treat for just one of you tonight. Tonight ... for the HIGHEST bidder is a delicate, and I assure you, most rare flower"
Edward flashed another grin. Spot just barely restrained himself from jumping on stage and soaking Edward right there and then. He wanted to beat his brains in and cause as much pain as possible. He wanted this guy to feel his own pain...
To feel Moira's pain.
At that moment, Spot was so lost in his lust for revenge, that he didn't notice the curtain draw back.
"Spot! It's Reina!" Kid exclaimed in a hushed voice. Spot looked over, snapping out of his "Vanderbelt must die" delusions. What he saw made his mouth drop open.
Many "ooh"s and "ahh"s were emitted from the crowd. Mostly from the men. Edward stood smiling, like he was presenting a caged angel he had caught himself.
Reina sat on a black stool. Her legs laid slightly to the right, both together in a delicate pose. Her hands, which were usually grimy and dirt ridden, were now clean and clasped neatly in her lap. She wore a white dress that fit every inch of her body like she had been born to wear it. It had light, short sleeves about her shoulders that shimmered under the light. The rest was a light weight, dress that flowed to about her ankles. There she wore little white shoes with a strap around the ankle.
Her wavy brown hair was held up delicately with a blue flowered hair comb which matched the aqua shade of her eyes. Only her bangs hung over the right side of her face as usual, along with a single tendril of silky brown hair.
Her face was clean and seemed flawless. If she had received any cuts or bruises from the struggle or from life as a newsie, Spot didn't notice them. Her lips were full and rose red, from lipstick or other makeup that had been applied.
She really did look stunning.
Neither boy could say anything as they stared helplessly.
"That's right gentleman...this delicate flower, never before touched, may be yours tonight ...! Be the first to sample this exquisite angel..."
-*-
Reina felt her face heat up. She didn't like being displayed like this. It sent her nerves into a big bundle in her chest. Eventually it got so bad, that she thought she may have about died from panic.
"You have to do this Reina...there's no other way" he mind chided.
Reina swallowed hard, praying that she wouldn't pass out until the auction was at least over. If she passed out then...maybe she wouldn't have to go through with this.
"Eleven dollars!" someone hollered.
Reina looked up immediately. The bidding had begun.
-*-
Spot wasn't sure what had happened to him. He felt possessed.
He had never known Reina could look so...well...to put it bluntly: beautiful. He would've never thought that under all her sarcasm and feistiness, was a gentle and quite pretty girl. "Yeah...right. Until she opens her mouth" he thought, his lips turning into a halfway smirk.
"Eleven dollars!"
The bid snapped Spot from his gawking.
"Twelve!!" another voice cried.
"Do I hear higher?" Vanderbelt asked with a slightly displeased look about his face. "Come on...surely she's worth at least-"
"FIFTEEN DOLLARS!" an older man from the back said, slamming his fist down with the money clenched in his fist.
"Now that's more like it!! Any one else?" Vanderbelt asked, surveying the room. The rest looked out bidded. A few sagged their shoulders or lowered their heads in defeat.
"Twenty dollars" Spot said simply, holding up a handful of cash.
-*-
The voice sounded so familiar.
For a moment, a very brief moment, Reina thought that possibly that voice belonged to Spot...
"...Are you ill? Like he would even be bothered to come and rescue you, much less pay twenty dollars for you!" her mind scolded her. "Besides...he's the one who set you up for this..."
Reina sighed and looked down. A bit of her felt the familiar feeling of disappointment that she knew all too well. She just didn't understand why she felt it when thinking of Spot. All in all, him setting her up for a fall, seemed very typical of him in a way.
"Well...at least I won't be going with gramps in the back" her mind thought gloomily.
-*-
Kid stared in utter shock at Spot.
There wasn't time to ask questions though as Vanderbelt clapped his hands together. "SOLD!"
Spot stood and watched Reina stand as well. She didn't look up.
"Congratulations to you sir! Our hostess, Delilah, will show you to your room. As for the rest of you...our flower may have been picked for the night, but there are still many lonely ladies I see out there, looking for some fun for the night" Vanderbelt hinted with a sly grin.
Reina took her time ascending the stairs.
"I'm going ta get her out...YOUS are in charge of helping me...I'll bring her out da back and yous make sure dat da coast is clear" Spot said, quite definitely. Kid was about to argue but Spot shot him a glare. "Do it if yous wants ta get her outta 'ere"
That shut Kid up and Kid stood. He cast Spot a look of distrust, then reluctantly took off. Reina approached Spot, her head down. Spot was about to speak to her before someone cut him off.
"Not enjoying the prize?"
Spot looked over to see Vanderbelt, standing there grinning like a chesire cat.
"She ain't a prize" Spot said matter of factly. Vanderbelt only raised an eyebrow.
He totally changed the subject.
"Not even one kiss...pity...most would be all over her from the minute they laid eyes on her, don't you think?" Vanderbelt hinted.
Spot refrained from saying what he really wanted to say. "Get bent yous dried up freak"
Instead he just glanced to Reina then back to Vanderbelt.
"Well my dear sir...at least let me know you enjoy the merchandise"
Reina looked up and suddenly shot Vanderbelt a betrayed and angry look.
Spot sighed. He desperately wanted to punch Vanderbelt but he knew they couldn't afford to create trouble like that. He just wanted Vanderbelt to leave. He wanted to leave this place, period.
"I can't believe I'm going ta do dis..." Spot moaned inside his head. However if it would shut Vanderbelt up and get him to leave them the hell alone...
Spot grabbed Reina's shoulders. She snapped her head to attention as he grabbed her. Her mouth dropped open into an 'O' of surprise as she recognized him, but before she could utter a word, Spot leaned in and kissed her.
Reina shut her eyes tightly. It wasn't really a passionate kiss that lovers share. It was more of a forced kiss...
Spot pulled back after a moment and shot Vanderbelt a look. "Dere. Yous happy?"
Vanderbelt only grinned and stepped back as Delilah appeared.
Reina stood, motionless and obviously in a bit of shock. She didn't seem to notice as the two were ushered to their own room. Their room looked very similar to the one Reina was first in when she had arrived at the bordello.
The door closed, bringing her back to reality. She had her back to Spot for the moment, but slowly turned.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yeah...if you want to see Reina's dress go here.
http://hometown.aol.com/gowns4you/showroom.html
It's the first pic on the top. It should also be the first one that loads.
By: Laney Sanchez
==============
A/N: I got thank yous to do to! But first just a warning...this chapter will be pretty long...
Okay a lot of thank yous...since I skipped them on chapter 18. So if I group a few together don't get peeved at me! ^.^;;
It's just to save time...Here goes.
...Mandy, Tawejea,DxInsider and Natalie thanks for the compliments. I thrive on them O.O
Heehee!
I'm sorry about the cliffhangers...but I gotta do one ONCE and awhile...^.~
Thank you so much for your votes!! They really helped me out! That goes for everyone who helped me decide ;)
...Fastdancr and AngelicOne I GOT THE SPOT BOOTH SET UP!! ...Er...now I just need to find Spot...
Hrmm...*looks about* Yoo hoo! Spot? Er...um Spot? . *crickets chirp*
o.o;;
Er...well that didn't work out too well... Thanks for still reading!! =D
And don't CRY AngelicOne! It will all be okay! ..besides you'll make me cry... ;. ;
...princessred ...DAMN THOSE CENTURIES!! ...*whimpers* Oh well we can still watch Newsies again and again and again...it has great entertainment value aside from Spot
However...the songs stick in my head like bubble gum. Then they're there ALL DAY LONG! I CAN'T GET THEM OUT OF MY HEAD!!!! AAAAGGG!
...Especially "King of New York". Me and my friend were singing that for hours straight...As for Moira...well she's gone so don't worry about her. The bad guy who abducted Reina was just a henchman for the REAL bad guy. There was no hitman. Spot just told some of his boys to get Reina away from Brooklyn and to the sanctuary. Hope that helped ^.^
...Tiger ooo! Thanks for the compliments! I know the whole "bordello" thing was iffy but I'm like that. I have to take chances, otherwise if I hold back on my writing I'm just not content with it and I'm more likely to just trash the whole dang story. Things will work out though so I hope I didn't turn anyone off from the story. Thanks for still reading! ^.^
...Brooklyn Majestic WOOHOO! I'm glad you like the story!! =)
Sweeeeet.
Tell me the name of your fanfic with Moira in it. I'd love to read it. I actually like the name Moira too. However I came across it in a funny way. I was thinking about going to see "Return To Neverland" which got me thinking about the movie "Hook" and then a light bulb went on inside my head. I liked the name "Moira" so much I decided to name Spot's first love that. Plus it fit pretty good IMHO. Thank you so much for calling my story wonderful...*Sniffles* It made my day :D
Okay GEEZE! I hope I didn't forget anyone because all those reviews mean the world to me. It sounds dumb and cheesy...but you guys are authors too, so you know what it's like to recieve praise on a story. Especially one you're particularly fond of. THANK YOU!!!!!! *hugs and lollipops for everyone*
*_*
Okay I'm done acting stupid and gushing... =^.^=
On with the story.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chaper 19 ~ A Daring Rescue
The bordello itself was a beautiful terror.
From the outside, it looked like a broken down old building. Almost like an apartment building but smaller. Much smaller. On the outside it was untreated. The bricks were crumbling and the wood on the door frame on the outside was rotting. Unless someone really knew what lie inside, it was a place not many would even think or dare to enter.
However on the inside, deep inside, it was a rich world of flesh, drink and any other sin you could possibly imagine. The walls were painted in a rich autumn gold, while deep red scarlett curtains blocked passages to other rooms. In the center was a living room like place. A red plush couch was far against the back while chairs and tables were set up in the center. A glossy bar with multiple different bottles was to the left. However to the right was a whole new room. It had a small ornate stage with gold carvings and red velvet curtains. More table and chairs were placed in front of it.
The whole place could've been a palace, but it's tenants were the only thing that proved it WASN'T.
"Dis had better woik..." Spot muttered under his breath. He couldn't keep his eyes off all the "distractions." There were girls everywhere. Scantily clad girls for that matter.
Some looked beaten down by time. In fact most of them did. However that didn't stop Spot from staring at their-
"Pay attention!" Kid snapped.
Spot shot him a glare and was about to argue before they were approached. A man, probably a guard or something, stopped them.
"Yous pay da entrance fee?" he asked, crossing his immense arms. Spot looked to Kid. Both Kid and himself were dressed in fine suits. Spot had his cane by his side. He had insisted he bring it along because it would look more classy. Kid didn't argue. Kid probably knew better by now than to try and stand between Spot Conlon and his beloved cane.
As for the suits, Kid had them stored away. He had two. And only two. Kid had kept them as momentos. The one that Spot wore was a bit smaller in size. It had been Kid's little brother's suit.
Spot felt a little odd wearing a suit that held so much meaning to Kid. He felt like it was sacrilegious or something.
Kid was a bit taller than Spot and tended to look more mature. So they had agreed to play it off as cousins. As for the entrance fee, well it hadn't been paid. Spot would be damned if he or Kid were going to pay a fee just to "look around." So naturally they had scouted out a way and snuck in.
The man stared at them impatiently.
Kid waved a hand. "Yes. It's been taken care of" he said in a regal voice. The man didn't budge.
"What's da passwoid?"
"Err..." Kid hadn't thought of that one.
"Loveboid" Spot answered simply. The man shot him a look of annoyance but stepped aside. "Da auction will begin shortly..." was all he had to say.
Spot walked slightly ahead of Kid. He wanted to avoid any questions. Kid clamped a hand down on Spot's shoulder and swung him around roughly. However Spot was prepared and instantly grabbed Kid's collar and shot him a deathly cold glare. "Don't yous ask..."
Kid shoved Spot off and shot him a dirty look. Spot shrugged his shoulders as if to shake off where Kid had grabbed him. "It ain't what yous tink..."
Kid only shook his head and muttered "Sure it ain't Spot..."
Spot took a seat at a table, below the stage. Kid sat but hesitantly. "We's can't be sittin 'ere waitin! We's gotta-"
"Look...I know how dis goes okay?" was all Spot said. He stared at the table itself. Anything to not face Kid's accusing looks.
"Yous a fine one yous are Spot Conlon" Kid snapped. Spot finally looked up and narrowed his eyes. "Yous gunna try and play it off like yous has never been 'ere?"
"I have been 'ere Kid. But not for da reasons yous tink..." Spot said and looked towards the stage. His eyes got a far off look. "I's may be a 'womanizer' but I'se ain't a pervoit..."
Kid only watched him. He said no more, but the disdain in his eyes said it all.
There suddenly was a large round of applause. The lights dimmed and the spotlight centered on the stage. The curtain ruffled a bit before a finely dressed man walked out. To this, there was a burst of applause, like the mayor had just walked into the room.
"Good evening...sirs..." he said pleasantly, then added with a grin. "And ladies..."
This made a few girl erupt with giggles. Some of the giggling was genuine and some sounded rather forced and fake.
Spot's icy, gray eyes narrowed as they focused on the sleezeball who could only be known as Edward Vanderbelt. The one man responsible for ruining a big portion of his life.
"We have a very...very special treat for just one of you tonight. Tonight ... for the HIGHEST bidder is a delicate, and I assure you, most rare flower"
Edward flashed another grin. Spot just barely restrained himself from jumping on stage and soaking Edward right there and then. He wanted to beat his brains in and cause as much pain as possible. He wanted this guy to feel his own pain...
To feel Moira's pain.
At that moment, Spot was so lost in his lust for revenge, that he didn't notice the curtain draw back.
"Spot! It's Reina!" Kid exclaimed in a hushed voice. Spot looked over, snapping out of his "Vanderbelt must die" delusions. What he saw made his mouth drop open.
Many "ooh"s and "ahh"s were emitted from the crowd. Mostly from the men. Edward stood smiling, like he was presenting a caged angel he had caught himself.
Reina sat on a black stool. Her legs laid slightly to the right, both together in a delicate pose. Her hands, which were usually grimy and dirt ridden, were now clean and clasped neatly in her lap. She wore a white dress that fit every inch of her body like she had been born to wear it. It had light, short sleeves about her shoulders that shimmered under the light. The rest was a light weight, dress that flowed to about her ankles. There she wore little white shoes with a strap around the ankle.
Her wavy brown hair was held up delicately with a blue flowered hair comb which matched the aqua shade of her eyes. Only her bangs hung over the right side of her face as usual, along with a single tendril of silky brown hair.
Her face was clean and seemed flawless. If she had received any cuts or bruises from the struggle or from life as a newsie, Spot didn't notice them. Her lips were full and rose red, from lipstick or other makeup that had been applied.
She really did look stunning.
Neither boy could say anything as they stared helplessly.
"That's right gentleman...this delicate flower, never before touched, may be yours tonight ...! Be the first to sample this exquisite angel..."
-*-
Reina felt her face heat up. She didn't like being displayed like this. It sent her nerves into a big bundle in her chest. Eventually it got so bad, that she thought she may have about died from panic.
"You have to do this Reina...there's no other way" he mind chided.
Reina swallowed hard, praying that she wouldn't pass out until the auction was at least over. If she passed out then...maybe she wouldn't have to go through with this.
"Eleven dollars!" someone hollered.
Reina looked up immediately. The bidding had begun.
-*-
Spot wasn't sure what had happened to him. He felt possessed.
He had never known Reina could look so...well...to put it bluntly: beautiful. He would've never thought that under all her sarcasm and feistiness, was a gentle and quite pretty girl. "Yeah...right. Until she opens her mouth" he thought, his lips turning into a halfway smirk.
"Eleven dollars!"
The bid snapped Spot from his gawking.
"Twelve!!" another voice cried.
"Do I hear higher?" Vanderbelt asked with a slightly displeased look about his face. "Come on...surely she's worth at least-"
"FIFTEEN DOLLARS!" an older man from the back said, slamming his fist down with the money clenched in his fist.
"Now that's more like it!! Any one else?" Vanderbelt asked, surveying the room. The rest looked out bidded. A few sagged their shoulders or lowered their heads in defeat.
"Twenty dollars" Spot said simply, holding up a handful of cash.
-*-
The voice sounded so familiar.
For a moment, a very brief moment, Reina thought that possibly that voice belonged to Spot...
"...Are you ill? Like he would even be bothered to come and rescue you, much less pay twenty dollars for you!" her mind scolded her. "Besides...he's the one who set you up for this..."
Reina sighed and looked down. A bit of her felt the familiar feeling of disappointment that she knew all too well. She just didn't understand why she felt it when thinking of Spot. All in all, him setting her up for a fall, seemed very typical of him in a way.
"Well...at least I won't be going with gramps in the back" her mind thought gloomily.
-*-
Kid stared in utter shock at Spot.
There wasn't time to ask questions though as Vanderbelt clapped his hands together. "SOLD!"
Spot stood and watched Reina stand as well. She didn't look up.
"Congratulations to you sir! Our hostess, Delilah, will show you to your room. As for the rest of you...our flower may have been picked for the night, but there are still many lonely ladies I see out there, looking for some fun for the night" Vanderbelt hinted with a sly grin.
Reina took her time ascending the stairs.
"I'm going ta get her out...YOUS are in charge of helping me...I'll bring her out da back and yous make sure dat da coast is clear" Spot said, quite definitely. Kid was about to argue but Spot shot him a glare. "Do it if yous wants ta get her outta 'ere"
That shut Kid up and Kid stood. He cast Spot a look of distrust, then reluctantly took off. Reina approached Spot, her head down. Spot was about to speak to her before someone cut him off.
"Not enjoying the prize?"
Spot looked over to see Vanderbelt, standing there grinning like a chesire cat.
"She ain't a prize" Spot said matter of factly. Vanderbelt only raised an eyebrow.
He totally changed the subject.
"Not even one kiss...pity...most would be all over her from the minute they laid eyes on her, don't you think?" Vanderbelt hinted.
Spot refrained from saying what he really wanted to say. "Get bent yous dried up freak"
Instead he just glanced to Reina then back to Vanderbelt.
"Well my dear sir...at least let me know you enjoy the merchandise"
Reina looked up and suddenly shot Vanderbelt a betrayed and angry look.
Spot sighed. He desperately wanted to punch Vanderbelt but he knew they couldn't afford to create trouble like that. He just wanted Vanderbelt to leave. He wanted to leave this place, period.
"I can't believe I'm going ta do dis..." Spot moaned inside his head. However if it would shut Vanderbelt up and get him to leave them the hell alone...
Spot grabbed Reina's shoulders. She snapped her head to attention as he grabbed her. Her mouth dropped open into an 'O' of surprise as she recognized him, but before she could utter a word, Spot leaned in and kissed her.
Reina shut her eyes tightly. It wasn't really a passionate kiss that lovers share. It was more of a forced kiss...
Spot pulled back after a moment and shot Vanderbelt a look. "Dere. Yous happy?"
Vanderbelt only grinned and stepped back as Delilah appeared.
Reina stood, motionless and obviously in a bit of shock. She didn't seem to notice as the two were ushered to their own room. Their room looked very similar to the one Reina was first in when she had arrived at the bordello.
The door closed, bringing her back to reality. She had her back to Spot for the moment, but slowly turned.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yeah...if you want to see Reina's dress go here.
http://hometown.aol.com/gowns4you/showroom.html
It's the first pic on the top. It should also be the first one that loads.