Past's Do Bite
by: american-psycho
Disclaimer: read last chapter. im bein lazy an dun feel like writing it over an' over again.
A/N: Thanks fer the reviews! Next Chapter I'll put some shoutouts or something...
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Jack hurried along the streets of Harlem on his way to Brooklyn. 'Why did I take the long way?' He asked himself mentally. He wanted to check everywhere just in case no one looked. He turned a corner and ran into a newsie, about 16 or 17. It was a girl and Jack had pushed her on the ground unintentionally.
"Sorry 'bout dat" He apologized. He helped her up and she straightened her pants.
"Dat happens all tha time. I'se should look wheah I'se goin" She said. "I'se Faye" She extended her hand and Jack shook it firmly.
"Jack Kelly" He said.Faye looked at him wierd, trying to figure out where she had heard about him.
"Leadah of the Manhattan newsies?" Faye asked. Jack nodded. "Me best friend lives at yer LH"
"Who's he?" Jack asked.
"Race" She replied. "Well I'se bettah get goin'. The LH'll be worried bout me if I'se dun get back" She turned on her heels and walked off, leaving Jack speechless. She was beautiful to him, the dark chocolate eyes, the brown hair, the olive skin, the curves and her voice.
Jack laughed and thought 'I'se bettah not think bout her'. He ran the rest of the way to Brooklyn.
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Tk woke again in the darkness of the basement. She had been hungry and no one had fed her. She thought it was to cruel for them to be torturing her. She couldn't wonder why they had such a grudge on her. She then remembered why.
-flashback-
She had watched Sullivan escape of the refuge, watched him secretly jump on Theodore Roosevelt's carriage. She cried for him, cried for the fact that the only real friend she had was escaping and forgetting about her. She turned from the window, saw Oni, Lucky, Bash, Craze, and Issues looking at her with devious grins.
'C'mon babe. Sullivan ain't heah no more so you'se jus' haftah deal wid us' Oni said in a low voice.
'Naw, I'se dun haftah listen tah you'se. Sullivan told me not tah listen tah you'se bums' Tk said walking past them. Craze grabbed her and threw her against the wall. Tk punched him as hard as she could but wasn't hard enough for him to let go.
'Now Tabby, we ain't like dat, we'se jus'--" Tk kicked Craze in the crotch and he fell wailing and his face turning red with pain. Lucky and Oni couldn't help but laugh, as well as Issues but Bash ran after her.
Tk ran to her bunk, which was in a separate room, but Bash caught up with her.
'Lil' Tabby. We'se ain't gunna hoit yah' Bash said, holding her against the wall.
'No! I'se ain't gonna do it!' Tk yelled. She knew exactly what they had wanted her to do, to kill a few of Brooklyn's newsies, is why they were in there, attempted murder.
'C'mon Tabby. It's instant freedom' Bash said, trying to pursuade her. 'If yah dun, we'se gonna come aftah yah latah'
-end of flashback-
Tk opened her eyes, trying to forget the images of the way they tried to beat her to go kill a few Brooklyn newsies. She also realized that the reason they were hurting her was so that Spot would give his life for hers. She also knew she had to fight to keep him alive. Spot was famous even back then, and Oni wanted to be the leader of the Brooklyn newsies but Spot beat him and everyone had Spot's trust.
She looked around and saw only a dim light lite in a corner. She was cold and her arms and legs were numb from being tied for 2 days. She tried to lay down flat but her arms held a bulge on her back, preventing her from being flat. Tk sighed and got back up. She heard footsteps and saw the young boy, Junior.
"Heya, Tk?" He whispered. Tk smiled and saw he had food. It had been a 3 days since she had eaten.
"Yeah" Tk said, though she thought he wouldn't of heard her.
"I'se brought yah some bread. I'se dun think Oni and them know I am down heah." Junior said, advancing towards her. "They weren't gonna feed ya."
"Thanks Junior." Tk said, as Junior fed her. He didn't dare to untie her hands, or he would be killed.
"I'se bring some more in a few days." He said as he left. Tk thought of telling him to find Spot and Jack but he wouldn't be able to go.
'Spot, Jack, I'se in Harlem!' She mentally yelled, thinking they'd hear her mental cry. She still was hungry but was glad Junior fed her 1/4 piece of bread.
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Review! more 2 come and the next one or 2 will be the last few chapters. im sorry. i'll do a sequel. next chapter, ise gunna skip to when they find tk. i aint tellin who is gunna find her but if u want 2 guess, put it in the review!
-a.p-
by: american-psycho
Disclaimer: read last chapter. im bein lazy an dun feel like writing it over an' over again.
A/N: Thanks fer the reviews! Next Chapter I'll put some shoutouts or something...
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Jack hurried along the streets of Harlem on his way to Brooklyn. 'Why did I take the long way?' He asked himself mentally. He wanted to check everywhere just in case no one looked. He turned a corner and ran into a newsie, about 16 or 17. It was a girl and Jack had pushed her on the ground unintentionally.
"Sorry 'bout dat" He apologized. He helped her up and she straightened her pants.
"Dat happens all tha time. I'se should look wheah I'se goin" She said. "I'se Faye" She extended her hand and Jack shook it firmly.
"Jack Kelly" He said.Faye looked at him wierd, trying to figure out where she had heard about him.
"Leadah of the Manhattan newsies?" Faye asked. Jack nodded. "Me best friend lives at yer LH"
"Who's he?" Jack asked.
"Race" She replied. "Well I'se bettah get goin'. The LH'll be worried bout me if I'se dun get back" She turned on her heels and walked off, leaving Jack speechless. She was beautiful to him, the dark chocolate eyes, the brown hair, the olive skin, the curves and her voice.
Jack laughed and thought 'I'se bettah not think bout her'. He ran the rest of the way to Brooklyn.
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Tk woke again in the darkness of the basement. She had been hungry and no one had fed her. She thought it was to cruel for them to be torturing her. She couldn't wonder why they had such a grudge on her. She then remembered why.
-flashback-
She had watched Sullivan escape of the refuge, watched him secretly jump on Theodore Roosevelt's carriage. She cried for him, cried for the fact that the only real friend she had was escaping and forgetting about her. She turned from the window, saw Oni, Lucky, Bash, Craze, and Issues looking at her with devious grins.
'C'mon babe. Sullivan ain't heah no more so you'se jus' haftah deal wid us' Oni said in a low voice.
'Naw, I'se dun haftah listen tah you'se. Sullivan told me not tah listen tah you'se bums' Tk said walking past them. Craze grabbed her and threw her against the wall. Tk punched him as hard as she could but wasn't hard enough for him to let go.
'Now Tabby, we ain't like dat, we'se jus'--" Tk kicked Craze in the crotch and he fell wailing and his face turning red with pain. Lucky and Oni couldn't help but laugh, as well as Issues but Bash ran after her.
Tk ran to her bunk, which was in a separate room, but Bash caught up with her.
'Lil' Tabby. We'se ain't gunna hoit yah' Bash said, holding her against the wall.
'No! I'se ain't gonna do it!' Tk yelled. She knew exactly what they had wanted her to do, to kill a few of Brooklyn's newsies, is why they were in there, attempted murder.
'C'mon Tabby. It's instant freedom' Bash said, trying to pursuade her. 'If yah dun, we'se gonna come aftah yah latah'
-end of flashback-
Tk opened her eyes, trying to forget the images of the way they tried to beat her to go kill a few Brooklyn newsies. She also realized that the reason they were hurting her was so that Spot would give his life for hers. She also knew she had to fight to keep him alive. Spot was famous even back then, and Oni wanted to be the leader of the Brooklyn newsies but Spot beat him and everyone had Spot's trust.
She looked around and saw only a dim light lite in a corner. She was cold and her arms and legs were numb from being tied for 2 days. She tried to lay down flat but her arms held a bulge on her back, preventing her from being flat. Tk sighed and got back up. She heard footsteps and saw the young boy, Junior.
"Heya, Tk?" He whispered. Tk smiled and saw he had food. It had been a 3 days since she had eaten.
"Yeah" Tk said, though she thought he wouldn't of heard her.
"I'se brought yah some bread. I'se dun think Oni and them know I am down heah." Junior said, advancing towards her. "They weren't gonna feed ya."
"Thanks Junior." Tk said, as Junior fed her. He didn't dare to untie her hands, or he would be killed.
"I'se bring some more in a few days." He said as he left. Tk thought of telling him to find Spot and Jack but he wouldn't be able to go.
'Spot, Jack, I'se in Harlem!' She mentally yelled, thinking they'd hear her mental cry. She still was hungry but was glad Junior fed her 1/4 piece of bread.
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Review! more 2 come and the next one or 2 will be the last few chapters. im sorry. i'll do a sequel. next chapter, ise gunna skip to when they find tk. i aint tellin who is gunna find her but if u want 2 guess, put it in the review!
-a.p-