Disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue, me no own, so you no sue.
AN: Sorry this took so long, I was at an anime convention all weekend. Hee, hee, hee…… they gave me an adult pass because they thought I was nineteen…….. that means that I didn't have a curfew like the rest of the minors…… heh heh heh……
Chapter Twenty-one
*Now Dat Youse Mention It*
Gradually Jade's sobs subsided and she soon realized that she had been in Spot's arms for at least twenty minutes, which both mildly annoyed her and gave her a somewhat pleasant feeling, the latter of which she would never admit.
She felt entirely comfortable just sitting there being held by him, because for once in her life she was the one being comforted, not the one having to comfort someone else.
Yet she still felt that her crying had made her seem like Angel, who was the epitome of what she did not want to be.
Jade felt a kind of resentment towards her sister, because in Jade's mind Angel had been the one who had made it so that she had been forced to grow up and take on the role of the adult at such an early age.
Spot sighed and rested his head on top of Jade's. He didn't really know what to do now. It was a rather awkward position they were in.
Neither wanted to move, but both knew they would have to at some point, but after that point they wouldn't know where to go or what to say to one another, and then there was always the question of who was going to move first.
After a few moments more of silence Spot finally spoke.
"Jade?" He said, lifting his chin off her head and looking down at her.
"Yeah?" She asked, raising her face so she could look him in the eye, which turned out to be a mistake, because it consequently made it so that they were practically nose to nose.
Jade gulped and moved her head back, so they weren't so close.
"Ise, uh-"
Spot never got to finish his thought because suddenly the door burst open as Creeper barged in unannounced. Creeper looked incredibly surprised that someone was in the room, but he quickly covered it up.
Spot, being incredibly angry that Creeper would just come into his room without permission jumped up and yelled, "What da hell are youse doin' jist bargin' inta my room like dat, Creepah?!"
Creeper smiled slyly at the girl on Spot's bed, "Ise, uh, hope Ise wasn't interuptin' anyting, Spot, Ise wouldn't wan-"
Creeper stopped short when he realized who the girl on Spot's bed actually was.
"It's you!" He yelled.
"Aw, what Creepah, are youse scared dat Ise'll soak youse again or sometin'?" Jade asked obnoxiously.
"Shuddup," Creeper said threateningly, stepping forward.
"Youse wanna take sometin' up with me?" Jade asked, getting up from the bed, challenging him.
But as soon as she stood she yelped in pain and her hand flew to the cut on her back, which was barely starting to heal, and was now totally open again.
"Are youse okay?" Creeper mocked, "Ise kin go easy, if youse like."
"Shuddup!" Jade yelled, moving forward as if to punch him, but she was stopped by Spot when he pulled her back.
"Just youse try it, bitch," Creeper said, stepping towards her.
Jade lunged forward and Spot caught her around the waist with both arms and held her back.
"Watch yoah mouth Creepah, an' get da fuck outta my room. An' if youse evah jist come in heah without permission an' threaten' a goil Ise swear dat youse'll nevah walk again," Spot growled.
Creeper glared at Spot before turning on his heel and leaving, slamming the door behind him.
"Lemme go!" Jade yelled at Spot, as soon as the door shut.
"Jade, yoah hoit. Jist cut it out. Youse can't fight him like dis anyway," Spot said, glaring at the door as if Creeper was still there.
"Da hell Ise can't," Jade hissed, struggling violently against his grip around her waist.
Spot sighed and hoisted her up over his shoulder, carrying her over to the bed and plopping her down on it.
Jade immediately stood up, but Spot wagged a finger at her, saying, "Youse take one step towards that door an' Ise send Hawk straight ta Manhattan ta tell all a dem dat youse is in Brooklyn."
Jade stuck out her tongue at him and sat down on the bed again.
"Hawk ain't heah right now, anyway, Spot," she said.
Spot thought for a moment.
"Ise guess yoah right. He's out sellin' papes right now. But den what was Creepah doin heah?" Spot asked.
"Ise tink da question should be 'What was Creepah doin' comin' inta yoah room like dat when nobody was heah?' Did youse see da look on his face? 'E looked really surprised, like 'e didn't expect anybody ta be in heah," Jade said.
"Now dat youse mention it…." Spot started.
AN: Sorry this took so long, I was at an anime convention all weekend. Hee, hee, hee…… they gave me an adult pass because they thought I was nineteen…….. that means that I didn't have a curfew like the rest of the minors…… heh heh heh……
Chapter Twenty-one
*Now Dat Youse Mention It*
Gradually Jade's sobs subsided and she soon realized that she had been in Spot's arms for at least twenty minutes, which both mildly annoyed her and gave her a somewhat pleasant feeling, the latter of which she would never admit.
She felt entirely comfortable just sitting there being held by him, because for once in her life she was the one being comforted, not the one having to comfort someone else.
Yet she still felt that her crying had made her seem like Angel, who was the epitome of what she did not want to be.
Jade felt a kind of resentment towards her sister, because in Jade's mind Angel had been the one who had made it so that she had been forced to grow up and take on the role of the adult at such an early age.
Spot sighed and rested his head on top of Jade's. He didn't really know what to do now. It was a rather awkward position they were in.
Neither wanted to move, but both knew they would have to at some point, but after that point they wouldn't know where to go or what to say to one another, and then there was always the question of who was going to move first.
After a few moments more of silence Spot finally spoke.
"Jade?" He said, lifting his chin off her head and looking down at her.
"Yeah?" She asked, raising her face so she could look him in the eye, which turned out to be a mistake, because it consequently made it so that they were practically nose to nose.
Jade gulped and moved her head back, so they weren't so close.
"Ise, uh-"
Spot never got to finish his thought because suddenly the door burst open as Creeper barged in unannounced. Creeper looked incredibly surprised that someone was in the room, but he quickly covered it up.
Spot, being incredibly angry that Creeper would just come into his room without permission jumped up and yelled, "What da hell are youse doin' jist bargin' inta my room like dat, Creepah?!"
Creeper smiled slyly at the girl on Spot's bed, "Ise, uh, hope Ise wasn't interuptin' anyting, Spot, Ise wouldn't wan-"
Creeper stopped short when he realized who the girl on Spot's bed actually was.
"It's you!" He yelled.
"Aw, what Creepah, are youse scared dat Ise'll soak youse again or sometin'?" Jade asked obnoxiously.
"Shuddup," Creeper said threateningly, stepping forward.
"Youse wanna take sometin' up with me?" Jade asked, getting up from the bed, challenging him.
But as soon as she stood she yelped in pain and her hand flew to the cut on her back, which was barely starting to heal, and was now totally open again.
"Are youse okay?" Creeper mocked, "Ise kin go easy, if youse like."
"Shuddup!" Jade yelled, moving forward as if to punch him, but she was stopped by Spot when he pulled her back.
"Just youse try it, bitch," Creeper said, stepping towards her.
Jade lunged forward and Spot caught her around the waist with both arms and held her back.
"Watch yoah mouth Creepah, an' get da fuck outta my room. An' if youse evah jist come in heah without permission an' threaten' a goil Ise swear dat youse'll nevah walk again," Spot growled.
Creeper glared at Spot before turning on his heel and leaving, slamming the door behind him.
"Lemme go!" Jade yelled at Spot, as soon as the door shut.
"Jade, yoah hoit. Jist cut it out. Youse can't fight him like dis anyway," Spot said, glaring at the door as if Creeper was still there.
"Da hell Ise can't," Jade hissed, struggling violently against his grip around her waist.
Spot sighed and hoisted her up over his shoulder, carrying her over to the bed and plopping her down on it.
Jade immediately stood up, but Spot wagged a finger at her, saying, "Youse take one step towards that door an' Ise send Hawk straight ta Manhattan ta tell all a dem dat youse is in Brooklyn."
Jade stuck out her tongue at him and sat down on the bed again.
"Hawk ain't heah right now, anyway, Spot," she said.
Spot thought for a moment.
"Ise guess yoah right. He's out sellin' papes right now. But den what was Creepah doin heah?" Spot asked.
"Ise tink da question should be 'What was Creepah doin' comin' inta yoah room like dat when nobody was heah?' Did youse see da look on his face? 'E looked really surprised, like 'e didn't expect anybody ta be in heah," Jade said.
"Now dat youse mention it…." Spot started.