Past's do Bite
by: american-psycho
Disclaimer: la la la....i dun own newsies...i do own tk and a few others....thats it.
A/N: keep reviewing. thanks to those who all review....i love 'em and they get me writing faster...
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Tk entered the LH even though she said she wasn't going to be back till late. She didn't want Les to think she wasn't to take him to the LH. She saw Jack, Race, Skits, and a few others playing poker in a corner, about 5 people sleeping, and Spot sitting against the wall, staring into space. She motioned Les to follow her and they walked over to him.
"Heya Spot" Les said. Spot came out of his staring stage and looked at Les.
"Les. Tk" Spot said standing up.
"Les doesn't wanna be in Manhattan no more so I'se said he could stay here" said Tk, waiting for Spot's reaction. "Is it alrite wid you'se?"
"Yeah. Shoah. I'll give 'em the bed next tah Biz. He don't have a bunk partnah" Spot replied. Les smiled.
"Thanks Spot." Les said.
"Here, lemme show yah Biz and yer bunk" Spot said leading Les over to the corner. It had a window and it was closest to the washroom. Tk smiled and walked passed the poker game.
Skit saw her and lipped 'Hey Tk'. Tk waved at him and walked to the window. She heard Jack coming over to her and he put an arm around her shoulder.
"Can we'se tawk?" Jack asked, into her ear. Tk nodded, knowing she shouldn't go and talk to him, and followed him outside. They sat on a bench nearby and Tk looked at the ground.
"Why won't you'se tell me who you are?" Jack asked. Tk looked at him.
'You'se dun need tah know' She thought. "I dun think you'd care who I am" She replied.
"I'se do. You look familiar and I can't pinpoint yah" Jack said. Tk let out a silent sigh and turned to face him.
"I can't tell yah. Its a poisenal thing. Even though yer me--" Tk paused, realizing what she had just said.
"Yer me what?" Jack asked. Tk looked away.
"Yer me bruddah" She said. It just rolled out of her mouth and she didn't care now. He would've found out anyway.
"Tabby?" Jack said. Tk turned to him with an angry look.
"Call me Tabitha and I will soak yah" Tk said angrily. She didn't want the whole state of New York to know she was Tabitha Kelly, Jack Kelly's sister.
"Why yah didn' tell me soonah?" Jack asked. "I'se didn' know you were me sistah"
"I'se nevah saw yah aftah yah left the refuge, well, that is until the strike." Tk replied. Jack wanted to know more.
"Why you ain't dat shy goil that I met in the refuge?" Jack asked. Tk looked at her lap and then back at him.
"A goil has tah be tough tah live in Brooklyn. I met Spot on my way tah Harlem and had me fight one of his bes' men and I won. I'se stayed here fer the res' of me life. Spot didn't want me to leave Brooklyn and go tah Harlem so he made me his righthand woman." Tk replied.
"Shoah has changed, you'se an' me. I should a' known you were related tah me 'cause you look jus' like me." Jack said.
"Lets not get this out tah anyone. No one can know. I've beaten some tough scabs and they'd give anything to get me back, dat ok wid you'se?" Tk asked. Jack nodded and hugged her. "Uh, Jack? Arn't yah goin' wid dat Sarah goil?" Jack let go.
"Jack! Tk!" Spot yelled from the door of the LH. "Where are yah bums?!"
"Right heah Spot!" Tk yelled back. Spot turned the corner and saw them, sitting on barrels.
"You'se takin' care of me goil, Cowboy?" Spot asked, moving Tk and sitting down. He then pulled her onto his lap.
"Jus' askin' her a few questions" Jack replied. "Me boys and I bettah get back tah Manhattan while dere's light left"
Spot and Jack spitshook hand, as well as Tk and Jack. "Cya, Spot and Tk" Jack said before walking into the LH and rounding his newsies up.
"Bye" Tk whispered. Spot looked at her.
"Somethin' wrong, Tk?" He asked. She shook her head 'no'.
"Nah, jus' sortin' thru things in me head." She replied.
Spot moved closer to her and put his arm around her shoulder. "C'mon. Lets get back inside before me boys get hoit doin' somethin' stupid"
Tk nodded and the two walked inside the LH. The door shut and it was quiet for the rest of the night.
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A/N: writers block again...o how i hate it! lol. well, maybe next chapter or the one after that something happens..i haven't decided. sry this 1's probably short. plz r&r
by: american-psycho
Disclaimer: la la la....i dun own newsies...i do own tk and a few others....thats it.
A/N: keep reviewing. thanks to those who all review....i love 'em and they get me writing faster...
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Tk entered the LH even though she said she wasn't going to be back till late. She didn't want Les to think she wasn't to take him to the LH. She saw Jack, Race, Skits, and a few others playing poker in a corner, about 5 people sleeping, and Spot sitting against the wall, staring into space. She motioned Les to follow her and they walked over to him.
"Heya Spot" Les said. Spot came out of his staring stage and looked at Les.
"Les. Tk" Spot said standing up.
"Les doesn't wanna be in Manhattan no more so I'se said he could stay here" said Tk, waiting for Spot's reaction. "Is it alrite wid you'se?"
"Yeah. Shoah. I'll give 'em the bed next tah Biz. He don't have a bunk partnah" Spot replied. Les smiled.
"Thanks Spot." Les said.
"Here, lemme show yah Biz and yer bunk" Spot said leading Les over to the corner. It had a window and it was closest to the washroom. Tk smiled and walked passed the poker game.
Skit saw her and lipped 'Hey Tk'. Tk waved at him and walked to the window. She heard Jack coming over to her and he put an arm around her shoulder.
"Can we'se tawk?" Jack asked, into her ear. Tk nodded, knowing she shouldn't go and talk to him, and followed him outside. They sat on a bench nearby and Tk looked at the ground.
"Why won't you'se tell me who you are?" Jack asked. Tk looked at him.
'You'se dun need tah know' She thought. "I dun think you'd care who I am" She replied.
"I'se do. You look familiar and I can't pinpoint yah" Jack said. Tk let out a silent sigh and turned to face him.
"I can't tell yah. Its a poisenal thing. Even though yer me--" Tk paused, realizing what she had just said.
"Yer me what?" Jack asked. Tk looked away.
"Yer me bruddah" She said. It just rolled out of her mouth and she didn't care now. He would've found out anyway.
"Tabby?" Jack said. Tk turned to him with an angry look.
"Call me Tabitha and I will soak yah" Tk said angrily. She didn't want the whole state of New York to know she was Tabitha Kelly, Jack Kelly's sister.
"Why yah didn' tell me soonah?" Jack asked. "I'se didn' know you were me sistah"
"I'se nevah saw yah aftah yah left the refuge, well, that is until the strike." Tk replied. Jack wanted to know more.
"Why you ain't dat shy goil that I met in the refuge?" Jack asked. Tk looked at her lap and then back at him.
"A goil has tah be tough tah live in Brooklyn. I met Spot on my way tah Harlem and had me fight one of his bes' men and I won. I'se stayed here fer the res' of me life. Spot didn't want me to leave Brooklyn and go tah Harlem so he made me his righthand woman." Tk replied.
"Shoah has changed, you'se an' me. I should a' known you were related tah me 'cause you look jus' like me." Jack said.
"Lets not get this out tah anyone. No one can know. I've beaten some tough scabs and they'd give anything to get me back, dat ok wid you'se?" Tk asked. Jack nodded and hugged her. "Uh, Jack? Arn't yah goin' wid dat Sarah goil?" Jack let go.
"Jack! Tk!" Spot yelled from the door of the LH. "Where are yah bums?!"
"Right heah Spot!" Tk yelled back. Spot turned the corner and saw them, sitting on barrels.
"You'se takin' care of me goil, Cowboy?" Spot asked, moving Tk and sitting down. He then pulled her onto his lap.
"Jus' askin' her a few questions" Jack replied. "Me boys and I bettah get back tah Manhattan while dere's light left"
Spot and Jack spitshook hand, as well as Tk and Jack. "Cya, Spot and Tk" Jack said before walking into the LH and rounding his newsies up.
"Bye" Tk whispered. Spot looked at her.
"Somethin' wrong, Tk?" He asked. She shook her head 'no'.
"Nah, jus' sortin' thru things in me head." She replied.
Spot moved closer to her and put his arm around her shoulder. "C'mon. Lets get back inside before me boys get hoit doin' somethin' stupid"
Tk nodded and the two walked inside the LH. The door shut and it was quiet for the rest of the night.
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A/N: writers block again...o how i hate it! lol. well, maybe next chapter or the one after that something happens..i haven't decided. sry this 1's probably short. plz r&r