Past's do bite
by: american_psycho
Disclaimer: same 1 applies
A/N: Thanks fer the reviews!
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The sun broke through the windows and hit Tk right on the face. She groaned quietly and rolled over to get the sun out of her eyes. Her eyes were partially open and she saw Spot's head and she squeeled.
"Gawd Spot! You'se know how skittish I am in da mornin'!" She said. Spot jumped off the top bunk and knelt down beside her bed.
"We'll jus' haftah get you outtah the skittish mode" Spot said, with a little laugh. Tk playfully hit him, put the pillow over her head to shut everything out of her head. She had a headache that didn't seem to want to go away.
"Go away Spot. I'se jus' wanna sleep" Tk said thru the pillow. Spot yanked the pillow off of her face and Tk groped to get it back.
"Not tahday, Tk. You'se comin' to Manhattan wid me or what?" Spot asked. Tk rolled off the bed, fell in Spot's arms and yawned.
"I'se dunno. Maybe I'se go latah. I got a murderous headache" Tk replied. Spot carefully put her back on the bed.
"You ain't feelin' good?" Spot asked. He looked at her worried.
"Its jus' a headache. No need tah get all sappy bout it" Tk replied. Spot laughed.
"Lemme go ask tha' caretakah if 'e got somethin' fer headaches" Spot said. He got up and Tk mumbled something that Spot couldn't hear. She sat up and almost hit her head on the board above her.
"Hey ah, Spot?" She called down the stairs.
"Yeah?" She heard.
"I'se fine! I'm goin' tah go to get me papes then maybe see Skitts fer awhile" Tk replied, wondering why she had to tell Spot where she was going. She never did, well not usually. He happened to always know where she was no matter where she went.
"A'right. Im going tah go tah Manhattan to tawk tah Jacky. I'se gonna leave when you get there" Tk heard Spot say as she exited the LH. Tk smiled and thought, 'This day ain't gonna go so bad'. But it suddenly did.
Three men, whom Tk couldn't see, grabbed her and threw her into an alley. One covered her mouth, preventing her scream, another grabbed her arms and tied them, and the last one smiled a horrible smile. Tk tried to get out of their grasp but couldn't. She couldn't take three men by herself, being as strong as she is. She felt helpless, she couldn't yell for Spot or anyone else, and no one wanted to stop and help.
"Let's get outtah heah" The one preventing her scream said.
"Yeah before Spotty comes and saves her" The second on said. Tk looked at them and tears filled her eyes. She didn't know why they came and couldn't stop them.
The last guy got an inch from her face, moved a piece of hair out of her face and said "Dun worry, Tk, we'se gonna take care of ya" Tk squeeled. She started thrashing again but they stopped her.
They picked her up and hauled her to a run-down warehouse. They set her down against the wall, tied her mouth and feet up, and left her there. Tk tried moving but couldn't. She sat there wondering if anyone would find her. She cried harder this time.
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Spot walked back from Manhattan all happy. It had been a great day for poker and he won all of them. He felt merciful and let the Manhattan newsies keep their money. Spot walked into the Brooklyn LH and looked for Tk.
"Biz, Les, wheahs Tk?" Spot asked. The two were the closest to Spot.
"She ain't wid you?" Les said. Spot looked at them surprised.
"She left tah sell papes and then that's the last I saw her" Biz replied. Spot sat down.
"This ain't good" Spot whispered. "We need tah find her! Tomorrow, Biz, you and Les go tah Manhattan and tell Jack to have his newsies look for Tk. I wonder where she'd be"
Biz and Les nodded. 'Where are you'se, Tk?' Spot thought as he went to his bunk and layed on it.
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A/N: dun dun dun!!!!! sry this chapter is short but I wanted to get #4 in before tomorrow cuz I've been gone all weekend.
by: american_psycho
Disclaimer: same 1 applies
A/N: Thanks fer the reviews!
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The sun broke through the windows and hit Tk right on the face. She groaned quietly and rolled over to get the sun out of her eyes. Her eyes were partially open and she saw Spot's head and she squeeled.
"Gawd Spot! You'se know how skittish I am in da mornin'!" She said. Spot jumped off the top bunk and knelt down beside her bed.
"We'll jus' haftah get you outtah the skittish mode" Spot said, with a little laugh. Tk playfully hit him, put the pillow over her head to shut everything out of her head. She had a headache that didn't seem to want to go away.
"Go away Spot. I'se jus' wanna sleep" Tk said thru the pillow. Spot yanked the pillow off of her face and Tk groped to get it back.
"Not tahday, Tk. You'se comin' to Manhattan wid me or what?" Spot asked. Tk rolled off the bed, fell in Spot's arms and yawned.
"I'se dunno. Maybe I'se go latah. I got a murderous headache" Tk replied. Spot carefully put her back on the bed.
"You ain't feelin' good?" Spot asked. He looked at her worried.
"Its jus' a headache. No need tah get all sappy bout it" Tk replied. Spot laughed.
"Lemme go ask tha' caretakah if 'e got somethin' fer headaches" Spot said. He got up and Tk mumbled something that Spot couldn't hear. She sat up and almost hit her head on the board above her.
"Hey ah, Spot?" She called down the stairs.
"Yeah?" She heard.
"I'se fine! I'm goin' tah go to get me papes then maybe see Skitts fer awhile" Tk replied, wondering why she had to tell Spot where she was going. She never did, well not usually. He happened to always know where she was no matter where she went.
"A'right. Im going tah go tah Manhattan to tawk tah Jacky. I'se gonna leave when you get there" Tk heard Spot say as she exited the LH. Tk smiled and thought, 'This day ain't gonna go so bad'. But it suddenly did.
Three men, whom Tk couldn't see, grabbed her and threw her into an alley. One covered her mouth, preventing her scream, another grabbed her arms and tied them, and the last one smiled a horrible smile. Tk tried to get out of their grasp but couldn't. She couldn't take three men by herself, being as strong as she is. She felt helpless, she couldn't yell for Spot or anyone else, and no one wanted to stop and help.
"Let's get outtah heah" The one preventing her scream said.
"Yeah before Spotty comes and saves her" The second on said. Tk looked at them and tears filled her eyes. She didn't know why they came and couldn't stop them.
The last guy got an inch from her face, moved a piece of hair out of her face and said "Dun worry, Tk, we'se gonna take care of ya" Tk squeeled. She started thrashing again but they stopped her.
They picked her up and hauled her to a run-down warehouse. They set her down against the wall, tied her mouth and feet up, and left her there. Tk tried moving but couldn't. She sat there wondering if anyone would find her. She cried harder this time.
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Spot walked back from Manhattan all happy. It had been a great day for poker and he won all of them. He felt merciful and let the Manhattan newsies keep their money. Spot walked into the Brooklyn LH and looked for Tk.
"Biz, Les, wheahs Tk?" Spot asked. The two were the closest to Spot.
"She ain't wid you?" Les said. Spot looked at them surprised.
"She left tah sell papes and then that's the last I saw her" Biz replied. Spot sat down.
"This ain't good" Spot whispered. "We need tah find her! Tomorrow, Biz, you and Les go tah Manhattan and tell Jack to have his newsies look for Tk. I wonder where she'd be"
Biz and Les nodded. 'Where are you'se, Tk?' Spot thought as he went to his bunk and layed on it.
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A/N: dun dun dun!!!!! sry this chapter is short but I wanted to get #4 in before tomorrow cuz I've been gone all weekend.