A/N- Sorry I took awhile to update, but I've been busy with projects and
finals, but I promise that once school gets out I'll be better about it.
Thanks you all so much for your reviews! It makes me happy to check my
email and read all of your reviews. I also want to explain something. I
know Kit getting raped is a sensitive subject for all of you, but I put it
in basically to show that it could happen to anyone. So many people think
bad stuff like that will never happen to them. That's the whole reason I
took up karate was to make the attacker become the victim, not me. Now I do
it because I enjoy it so much. However, even the toughest people can be
beaten. Anyway, enough blabbering, I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Chapter 15
"Spot!" Spot's head jerked up. He looked down at Kit, who was now awake. Her eyes went wide with fear as she glanced up at the ceiling.
"I'm heah," he said, smiling for the first time in days. He gently grabbed hold of her hand.
She looked over at him, calming down. "Spot, it hurts! Please help!" she pleaded as tears began forming in her eyes. Spot's smile immediately faded.
"What hoits?" he asked, concerned.
"My whole body!" She was now making painful moans. Spot knew there wasn't much he could do except try and keep her relaxed.
"Shh, it's okay, you're gonna be alright. I'm heah foh ya." He continued talking to her, trying to help her relax. Finally, she began to relax enough so that she was able to lay still and breath normally. She looked over at him.
"How long have I been out?"
"Three days. Wes was gettin' real worried. We knew yous was alive, but we didn't know how long you'd be out." She smiled and continued staring at him. Her smile brought a smile to his face. He leaned over and kissed her forehead, and began gently stroking her hair. "Ya thoisty?"
"Yeah."
"I'll get ya some wateh." Just as he stood up, the door opened.
"Kit!" yelled Mush as he ran over to her. "Yous awake!" She smiled at him as he kissed her hand.
Spot left and closed the door behind him. He now wondered what was going to happen between him and Kit. He wouldn't talk to her about it until she felt much better, but he was definitely curious. He walked back into the room with a glass of water in his hand.
"I think my wrist is broken," Kit was saying to Mush. He examined her left wrist.
"We'll get ya a bandage," he said as he looked back at her. "Kit, I'se sorry I wasn't deh foh you."
"Please, don't say that. You're here for me now, both of you." As she said that last part of the sentence, she glanced over at Spot. He smiled and carefully helped her drink from the cup. She gulped down the whole glass. "Thanks, Spot."
"I hafta now ask ya, what happened?" Spot asked as he pulled the glass away.
"Spot, don't-"
"Mush, it's okay, I can talk about it. In fact, why don't you get me a bandage." Mush glared at Spot before getting up and leaving. She looked over at Spot. "They know who I am. I took on as many of them as I could, but there were too many. Once they found out I was girl, they." Kit began to break down as she reflected on the events that took place that.
"It's okay, I'se heah foh ya," Spot said as he carefully rubbed his hand on her arm.
She looked up at him. "They also did it to get back at you, to make you mad." She continued trying to hold back her tears, but it was difficult.
"Who did it?"
Kit started to open her mouth, but then stopped. She looked away, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks. "It was too dark," she lied.
"Yous lyin! I know ya know who it was!" He tried not to get too angry.
She looked back at him and began to argue. "And what are you gonna do about it? You're gonna find them and pick a fight! Let it go, it's not worth it!"
"I can't! I love you Kit, and I hafta protect ya and watch out foh ya. I ain't gonna let nobody get away wit hoitin' ya!"
Kit slowly lifted up her hand to his cheek. He turned to her as he carefully brought his hand to hers and held on to it. He then slowly brought both their hands down to the bed. She smiled as the tears continued rolling down her rosy cheeks. "What about protecting yourself? Sooner or later, you're going to get yourself killed. Please, I'm begging you to leave it alone, at least for now. The last thing I want is for you, as well as the other newsies, is to get hurt." Spot stared at her innocent eyes, as he thought about how to reply.
Just then Mush walked into the room, carrying a long bandage to wrap around Kit's broken wrist. He walked over to her and slowly and carefully lifted up her wrist. As he began wrapping it in the bandage, she closed her eyes tightly, trying to not think about the pain.
"Deh, I hope dat helps," said Mush after he finished.
"Thanks," said Kit as she smiled at him. She looked over at Spot. "So, do ya promise?"
"Yeah," Spot whispered. She smiled at him. Mush looked at them both. He always felt so jealous when Spot looked at her like that. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore.
"I'm goin' back to Manhatten, but I'll be back ta visit ya tomorrow." He stood up and began walking towards the door.
"Bye, Mush!" said Kit. He just smiled at her and shut the door behind him.
Chapter 15
"Spot!" Spot's head jerked up. He looked down at Kit, who was now awake. Her eyes went wide with fear as she glanced up at the ceiling.
"I'm heah," he said, smiling for the first time in days. He gently grabbed hold of her hand.
She looked over at him, calming down. "Spot, it hurts! Please help!" she pleaded as tears began forming in her eyes. Spot's smile immediately faded.
"What hoits?" he asked, concerned.
"My whole body!" She was now making painful moans. Spot knew there wasn't much he could do except try and keep her relaxed.
"Shh, it's okay, you're gonna be alright. I'm heah foh ya." He continued talking to her, trying to help her relax. Finally, she began to relax enough so that she was able to lay still and breath normally. She looked over at him.
"How long have I been out?"
"Three days. Wes was gettin' real worried. We knew yous was alive, but we didn't know how long you'd be out." She smiled and continued staring at him. Her smile brought a smile to his face. He leaned over and kissed her forehead, and began gently stroking her hair. "Ya thoisty?"
"Yeah."
"I'll get ya some wateh." Just as he stood up, the door opened.
"Kit!" yelled Mush as he ran over to her. "Yous awake!" She smiled at him as he kissed her hand.
Spot left and closed the door behind him. He now wondered what was going to happen between him and Kit. He wouldn't talk to her about it until she felt much better, but he was definitely curious. He walked back into the room with a glass of water in his hand.
"I think my wrist is broken," Kit was saying to Mush. He examined her left wrist.
"We'll get ya a bandage," he said as he looked back at her. "Kit, I'se sorry I wasn't deh foh you."
"Please, don't say that. You're here for me now, both of you." As she said that last part of the sentence, she glanced over at Spot. He smiled and carefully helped her drink from the cup. She gulped down the whole glass. "Thanks, Spot."
"I hafta now ask ya, what happened?" Spot asked as he pulled the glass away.
"Spot, don't-"
"Mush, it's okay, I can talk about it. In fact, why don't you get me a bandage." Mush glared at Spot before getting up and leaving. She looked over at Spot. "They know who I am. I took on as many of them as I could, but there were too many. Once they found out I was girl, they." Kit began to break down as she reflected on the events that took place that.
"It's okay, I'se heah foh ya," Spot said as he carefully rubbed his hand on her arm.
She looked up at him. "They also did it to get back at you, to make you mad." She continued trying to hold back her tears, but it was difficult.
"Who did it?"
Kit started to open her mouth, but then stopped. She looked away, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks. "It was too dark," she lied.
"Yous lyin! I know ya know who it was!" He tried not to get too angry.
She looked back at him and began to argue. "And what are you gonna do about it? You're gonna find them and pick a fight! Let it go, it's not worth it!"
"I can't! I love you Kit, and I hafta protect ya and watch out foh ya. I ain't gonna let nobody get away wit hoitin' ya!"
Kit slowly lifted up her hand to his cheek. He turned to her as he carefully brought his hand to hers and held on to it. He then slowly brought both their hands down to the bed. She smiled as the tears continued rolling down her rosy cheeks. "What about protecting yourself? Sooner or later, you're going to get yourself killed. Please, I'm begging you to leave it alone, at least for now. The last thing I want is for you, as well as the other newsies, is to get hurt." Spot stared at her innocent eyes, as he thought about how to reply.
Just then Mush walked into the room, carrying a long bandage to wrap around Kit's broken wrist. He walked over to her and slowly and carefully lifted up her wrist. As he began wrapping it in the bandage, she closed her eyes tightly, trying to not think about the pain.
"Deh, I hope dat helps," said Mush after he finished.
"Thanks," said Kit as she smiled at him. She looked over at Spot. "So, do ya promise?"
"Yeah," Spot whispered. She smiled at him. Mush looked at them both. He always felt so jealous when Spot looked at her like that. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore.
"I'm goin' back to Manhatten, but I'll be back ta visit ya tomorrow." He stood up and began walking towards the door.
"Bye, Mush!" said Kit. He just smiled at her and shut the door behind him.
