Sweets woke up fairly early she saw felt a hand on her shoulder and got a
little scared. She looked over and saw it was Blink. She smiled.
He's so sweet. I really like him. I wonder what Jack Spot and Race think about it. Awww Mush and Lefty are so cute together. Haha I can't wait to tease her this morning.
Sweets looked across from her and saw that Race was awake and staring right back at her. Jack and Spot were also up staring down at her. Her face turned bright red as they motioned for her to follow them to the washroom.
" Mornin sunshine. How'd ya sleep?"
"Haha very funny Race, but if you must know it was fine. You guys aren't mad at me, are ya?"
"Oh no. No we're not mad, maybe a lil shocked-"
"And disappointed. How can you do that to us Sweets? Ya ran outta Medda's cryin and now all of a sudden we come home and you two are cuddlin together! Jesus Christ goil!"
"Jesus Christ yaself Spot! We fucking talked alright. It ain't none of ya business anyway. Ya don't own me! I was very content until your attitude decided to change from nice to ass in 3 seconds."
Spot was about to reply when Sweets punched him in the eye. "I'se don't deserve none of dis bullshit!"
With that she left the lodging house right before the rest of the boys came down. Sweets was at the DO waiting. Waiting for the boys. Waiting for her brother to kick her ass! Sweets sighed knowing that Spot was going to kill her for punching him. She started to chuckle thinking about the nice shinah that was gonna be there tomorrow!
"SWEETS!"
"Oh no."
"Sweets get your ass ova heah right now!"
"Coming oh wonderful brudda of mine."
She walked over to where Spot was standing.
"Whad'ja want? I gots papes ta sell!" "Apologize, NOW!"
"What if I don't wanna?"
"Then your gonna get an ass whopping!"
"Spot what the fuck is your problem lately? You've been such an ass! Why are ya so stressed about me?"
"Listen ya don't undastand! Ya neva will eitha! See you tink dat ya can come walk in heah like ya own da place, and ya don't! Besides there are udda tings dat I can't tell ya. I was sworn neva ta tell!"
"Then why the fuck did'ja bring it up boyo?" Sweets Irish accent mixing in with her New York one.
"Did'ja just call me boyo?"
"Ya I did now why the fuck did'ja bring it up?"
"It just seemed like the right thing to say!"
"Well what is it?" Sweets whispered softly.
"What's what?"
"What ya were sworn ta secrecy."
"Well it wouldn't be a secret if I told ya now would it?"
"No. But-"
"But nothing. Don't worry about it. It's nothing about ya."
Spot had calmed down and was actually acting like a normal human being. Like a brother is supposed to act.
"Spot I'm sorry for punching you. I guess I was just frustrated."
"That's ok Sweets. I love ya anyways. Your me sista and I'll do anyting ta protect ya!"
"Wait a minute. Spot you'se actin funny. Cause da fact dat your gonna have a shiner usually pisses you off. Spot tell me what the fuck it is. I know it's about me Otherwise you would'ja told me. Benjamin Conlon. Tell me right now!"
"Ok fine. Ya really wanna know? Racetrack ain't ya brother. Your not related ta him at all. I'm ya real brother. Jack ain't ya brother either. He's your cousin. We made this whole thing up so you would be safe. It seemed good when we were younger. Why do u tink you grew up wit me? Why do ya tink Jack and Race lived tagether? Race's parents died. So Jack's mum took Race in outta pity. Then we came and luckily I talked ta Race and Jack before you did. We agreed that u should just think we were all brothers and you were our sista!"
A/N: No more chapters after this one. the rest of the story is gonna be one long ass page! Hehe!
He's so sweet. I really like him. I wonder what Jack Spot and Race think about it. Awww Mush and Lefty are so cute together. Haha I can't wait to tease her this morning.
Sweets looked across from her and saw that Race was awake and staring right back at her. Jack and Spot were also up staring down at her. Her face turned bright red as they motioned for her to follow them to the washroom.
" Mornin sunshine. How'd ya sleep?"
"Haha very funny Race, but if you must know it was fine. You guys aren't mad at me, are ya?"
"Oh no. No we're not mad, maybe a lil shocked-"
"And disappointed. How can you do that to us Sweets? Ya ran outta Medda's cryin and now all of a sudden we come home and you two are cuddlin together! Jesus Christ goil!"
"Jesus Christ yaself Spot! We fucking talked alright. It ain't none of ya business anyway. Ya don't own me! I was very content until your attitude decided to change from nice to ass in 3 seconds."
Spot was about to reply when Sweets punched him in the eye. "I'se don't deserve none of dis bullshit!"
With that she left the lodging house right before the rest of the boys came down. Sweets was at the DO waiting. Waiting for the boys. Waiting for her brother to kick her ass! Sweets sighed knowing that Spot was going to kill her for punching him. She started to chuckle thinking about the nice shinah that was gonna be there tomorrow!
"SWEETS!"
"Oh no."
"Sweets get your ass ova heah right now!"
"Coming oh wonderful brudda of mine."
She walked over to where Spot was standing.
"Whad'ja want? I gots papes ta sell!" "Apologize, NOW!"
"What if I don't wanna?"
"Then your gonna get an ass whopping!"
"Spot what the fuck is your problem lately? You've been such an ass! Why are ya so stressed about me?"
"Listen ya don't undastand! Ya neva will eitha! See you tink dat ya can come walk in heah like ya own da place, and ya don't! Besides there are udda tings dat I can't tell ya. I was sworn neva ta tell!"
"Then why the fuck did'ja bring it up boyo?" Sweets Irish accent mixing in with her New York one.
"Did'ja just call me boyo?"
"Ya I did now why the fuck did'ja bring it up?"
"It just seemed like the right thing to say!"
"Well what is it?" Sweets whispered softly.
"What's what?"
"What ya were sworn ta secrecy."
"Well it wouldn't be a secret if I told ya now would it?"
"No. But-"
"But nothing. Don't worry about it. It's nothing about ya."
Spot had calmed down and was actually acting like a normal human being. Like a brother is supposed to act.
"Spot I'm sorry for punching you. I guess I was just frustrated."
"That's ok Sweets. I love ya anyways. Your me sista and I'll do anyting ta protect ya!"
"Wait a minute. Spot you'se actin funny. Cause da fact dat your gonna have a shiner usually pisses you off. Spot tell me what the fuck it is. I know it's about me Otherwise you would'ja told me. Benjamin Conlon. Tell me right now!"
"Ok fine. Ya really wanna know? Racetrack ain't ya brother. Your not related ta him at all. I'm ya real brother. Jack ain't ya brother either. He's your cousin. We made this whole thing up so you would be safe. It seemed good when we were younger. Why do u tink you grew up wit me? Why do ya tink Jack and Race lived tagether? Race's parents died. So Jack's mum took Race in outta pity. Then we came and luckily I talked ta Race and Jack before you did. We agreed that u should just think we were all brothers and you were our sista!"
A/N: No more chapters after this one. the rest of the story is gonna be one long ass page! Hehe!