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DISCLAIMER! Tabloid own Oracle, and Jackal owns herself......forgot the disclaimer hehe
SHOUTOUTS!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Amazon: ORACLE IS AWESOME. Cept she is really mad at Jack and is scared for me....:(
HeavnzHelper: Colin I made up...I know bad me, I should have used Cole Younger but I decided not too. Don't know why really. I figured since I wasn't historically accurate anyway why not make up my own character? Haha I know I'm a little twisted lol
Aurora: Maybe I'll give you some of their history in this chappy? hmmmmmmm...... ok sry just thinking. OH and Jack is in Santa Fe...loser, he's actually in the West he's gonna be movin around a lot with Jesse. Dumb Jack I could hit him.
*smacks Jack in the head*
*Jack grabs his head* Jack: OW! what the hell was that for?
For being you!
Oracle: HEYA!!!!! Listen the needle threat just ain't gonna work on me...please you know this I mean I sewed Chance's head back together come on! oh and YES you and Swifty! Jeez take some RITALIN!
I CAN FLY.......
"Oracle ya can't do dat ta 'er" Swifty said to his girl, looking deep into her stormy gray eyes. Oracle looked down at the floor and sighed.
"She's gonna die......I don't want ta just let dat happen Swifty....she hasn't eaten nothin since he left! She nevah even leaves dat bed!" Swifty pulled Oracle close to him and hugged her tightly.
"No one will let her die.....I promise...." Swifty kissed her forehead and placed a long brown tress behind her ear. She leaned her forehead against his and sighed.
The lodging house door slammed open and Spot Conlon stormed up the wooden stairs to the bunkroom. Swifty and Oracle jumped apart at the harsh sound. He rushed passed them quickly. Oracle did a double take and realized that Spot wasn't in a good mood and that was bad for everyone. Spot stormed into the bunkroom thrusting the door open, causing it to slam into the wall with a resounding boom. The room fell instantly silent as Spot glared at them his piercing blue eyes swirling in a mad tornado. Everyone in the room placed their eyes firmly on Spot's not daring to look away as he began waving a piece of paper madly in the air. Swifty rushed inside the bunkroom followed by Oracle, he made an abrupt stop and she slammed into him.
"SO WHEN DA HELL WAS SOMEONE GONNA TELL BROOKLYN DAT MANHATTAN'S MISSIN A LEADAH!?" The room was so silent you could hear a pin drop on the floor. The whole room flinched at Spot's rage. "WHY DID HE LEAVE!?"
"SPOT SHUT UP!" Raven bolted upright with tears streaming down her face. "JUST SHUT UP! HE LEFT CUZ A ME! IT WAS ALL MY FAULT! ALL MY FAULT! WE WAS FIGHTIN AND HE HIT ME AND LEFT! ITS MY FAULT! ALL MINE!" Her voice got lower as she sobbed harder. "All mine" She whispered to the room as if on a light wind.
She pulled her knees deep into her chest and covered her head over them, her body racking in sobs. Spot walked over to her slowly and pulled her into a tight hug. Her forehead rested on his chest as she sobbed her heart out. Spot just held her, not knowing what else to do. As he held her he felt her bones through her thin top. If he wanted to he could have traced a finger along her spine, feeling the contours of her bones. He griped her shoulders and pushed her arms length away.
"Dis has ta stop now....." Spot placed her legs over his left arm and lifted her placing his right arm around her back , Raven wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning her head onto his shoulder.
"SPOT WHERE YA TAKIN HER!" Race called out to him, standing up to Spot.
"Ta Brooklyn, wha? do ya object or somet'in?" Spot's eyes bored into Race's and the latter gulped and moved aside.
Spot dropped the piece of paper to the floor as he strode across the bunkroom, daring anyone else to protest. All eyes in the room watched the crumpled ball of white fall to the wood floor and bounce once on the ground and then roll to a nearby bunk. Swifty and Oracle watched him from the doorway. He shoved violently past them and out of the Lodging house, holding Raven in his arms like a delicate porcelain doll that could break if cradled to tightly, or slip away from him if held too loosely, Falling to the floor smashing into small porcelain pieces, destroyed by one careless slip of a hand.
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The noise of the saloon rattled annoyingly in Jack's ears as he picked up the small shot glass and downed the dry whiskey. It scratched and burned his esophagus as it traveled down it, upon arriving in his stomach he felt the acid churn and slide. The robbery of the day had made an adrenaline rush he had never known and he enjoyed it, but his merriment faded quickly when he went to the hideout and received no loving embrace from his girl.
A young lady of the evening sauntered seductively over to Jack, she leaned in close to his ear and began to whisper what she could do for him that night. Jack motioned for the bartender to refill his glass, as the bartender did he smiled at the propositions the girl brought up to him, he took the glass to his lips again and after emptying it slammed it onto the bar. The girl traced her thin finger down Jack's face, he took her hand in his and led her upstairs and to his bed for the evening, doing with her what he pleased.
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Jack and Raven sat alone on the rooftop together gazing at the stars as they twinkled brightly in the night's sky. Each watching them intently, shining down with a small ray of light. Raven sat in between Jack's legs leaning against him, feeling safe in his strong arms. His breathing relaxed her and made her body move up and down with its rhythm. Jack moved her deep shining waves from her neck and planted gentle kisses there. Leading them down to her collarbone. Raven moved her head to the side and turned away from him.
"Ya don't want me Jack......" She whispered. Jack held her shoulder and turned her to face him.
"How do ya know what I want?"
"I know ya don't want someone like me....used and beaten......"Raven trailed off, not able to go on.
"I know what went on in da Bronx Ravy and I don't care......I don't care what Huntah made ya do while yous was dere....All I care about is dat I love ya....Nothin else mattahs ta me, nothin." Raven lovingly placed a hand on Jack's cheek and smiled brightly, letting it light up her face like the sun shining on a hot summer day.
"I love ya too Jack" She leaned in and Kissed him deeply and full of passion, sliding her hands into his hair. He slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, laying her down on the rooftop. He let his kisses move from her lips to her neck, trailing them down to her stomach as he undid her large men's shirt, which belonged to him. She pulled his head back up to her and kissed him again, slowly more seductively, Raven yanked his shirt off him and threw if to the side, letting it collapse in a heap on top of her own. That night the stars above them watched as they confessed their love with the motion of their bodies, the heavens seeing a vision of pure bliss between two tortured souls.
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Sunlight poured over the bodies tangled in the white linen sheets. His arm slung naturally around her waist and their legs entwined. Jack blinked his eyes open dusting away the haze of sleep. He moaned lightly and shielded his eyes from the sun. He stared at the woman he bedded the night before and instead of seeing her he saw Raven, her shining locks of hair and her calm sleeping figure, but Raven was no whore, no...but before escaping her horrible fate she had been, the connection disgusted him, Raven was not a whore. Cowboy squeezed his eyes closed tightly and reopened them, this time seeing the prostitute he screwed in the night. He got of bed and dressed quickly and quietly, out of his pocket he pulled out her payment and left it on the pillow beside her bed. He exited the room letting the door slam on his way out.
DISCLAIMER! Tabloid own Oracle, and Jackal owns herself......forgot the disclaimer hehe
SHOUTOUTS!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Amazon: ORACLE IS AWESOME. Cept she is really mad at Jack and is scared for me....:(
HeavnzHelper: Colin I made up...I know bad me, I should have used Cole Younger but I decided not too. Don't know why really. I figured since I wasn't historically accurate anyway why not make up my own character? Haha I know I'm a little twisted lol
Aurora: Maybe I'll give you some of their history in this chappy? hmmmmmmm...... ok sry just thinking. OH and Jack is in Santa Fe...loser, he's actually in the West he's gonna be movin around a lot with Jesse. Dumb Jack I could hit him.
*smacks Jack in the head*
*Jack grabs his head* Jack: OW! what the hell was that for?
For being you!
Oracle: HEYA!!!!! Listen the needle threat just ain't gonna work on me...please you know this I mean I sewed Chance's head back together come on! oh and YES you and Swifty! Jeez take some RITALIN!
I CAN FLY.......
"Oracle ya can't do dat ta 'er" Swifty said to his girl, looking deep into her stormy gray eyes. Oracle looked down at the floor and sighed.
"She's gonna die......I don't want ta just let dat happen Swifty....she hasn't eaten nothin since he left! She nevah even leaves dat bed!" Swifty pulled Oracle close to him and hugged her tightly.
"No one will let her die.....I promise...." Swifty kissed her forehead and placed a long brown tress behind her ear. She leaned her forehead against his and sighed.
The lodging house door slammed open and Spot Conlon stormed up the wooden stairs to the bunkroom. Swifty and Oracle jumped apart at the harsh sound. He rushed passed them quickly. Oracle did a double take and realized that Spot wasn't in a good mood and that was bad for everyone. Spot stormed into the bunkroom thrusting the door open, causing it to slam into the wall with a resounding boom. The room fell instantly silent as Spot glared at them his piercing blue eyes swirling in a mad tornado. Everyone in the room placed their eyes firmly on Spot's not daring to look away as he began waving a piece of paper madly in the air. Swifty rushed inside the bunkroom followed by Oracle, he made an abrupt stop and she slammed into him.
"SO WHEN DA HELL WAS SOMEONE GONNA TELL BROOKLYN DAT MANHATTAN'S MISSIN A LEADAH!?" The room was so silent you could hear a pin drop on the floor. The whole room flinched at Spot's rage. "WHY DID HE LEAVE!?"
"SPOT SHUT UP!" Raven bolted upright with tears streaming down her face. "JUST SHUT UP! HE LEFT CUZ A ME! IT WAS ALL MY FAULT! ALL MY FAULT! WE WAS FIGHTIN AND HE HIT ME AND LEFT! ITS MY FAULT! ALL MINE!" Her voice got lower as she sobbed harder. "All mine" She whispered to the room as if on a light wind.
She pulled her knees deep into her chest and covered her head over them, her body racking in sobs. Spot walked over to her slowly and pulled her into a tight hug. Her forehead rested on his chest as she sobbed her heart out. Spot just held her, not knowing what else to do. As he held her he felt her bones through her thin top. If he wanted to he could have traced a finger along her spine, feeling the contours of her bones. He griped her shoulders and pushed her arms length away.
"Dis has ta stop now....." Spot placed her legs over his left arm and lifted her placing his right arm around her back , Raven wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning her head onto his shoulder.
"SPOT WHERE YA TAKIN HER!" Race called out to him, standing up to Spot.
"Ta Brooklyn, wha? do ya object or somet'in?" Spot's eyes bored into Race's and the latter gulped and moved aside.
Spot dropped the piece of paper to the floor as he strode across the bunkroom, daring anyone else to protest. All eyes in the room watched the crumpled ball of white fall to the wood floor and bounce once on the ground and then roll to a nearby bunk. Swifty and Oracle watched him from the doorway. He shoved violently past them and out of the Lodging house, holding Raven in his arms like a delicate porcelain doll that could break if cradled to tightly, or slip away from him if held too loosely, Falling to the floor smashing into small porcelain pieces, destroyed by one careless slip of a hand.
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The noise of the saloon rattled annoyingly in Jack's ears as he picked up the small shot glass and downed the dry whiskey. It scratched and burned his esophagus as it traveled down it, upon arriving in his stomach he felt the acid churn and slide. The robbery of the day had made an adrenaline rush he had never known and he enjoyed it, but his merriment faded quickly when he went to the hideout and received no loving embrace from his girl.
A young lady of the evening sauntered seductively over to Jack, she leaned in close to his ear and began to whisper what she could do for him that night. Jack motioned for the bartender to refill his glass, as the bartender did he smiled at the propositions the girl brought up to him, he took the glass to his lips again and after emptying it slammed it onto the bar. The girl traced her thin finger down Jack's face, he took her hand in his and led her upstairs and to his bed for the evening, doing with her what he pleased.
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Jack and Raven sat alone on the rooftop together gazing at the stars as they twinkled brightly in the night's sky. Each watching them intently, shining down with a small ray of light. Raven sat in between Jack's legs leaning against him, feeling safe in his strong arms. His breathing relaxed her and made her body move up and down with its rhythm. Jack moved her deep shining waves from her neck and planted gentle kisses there. Leading them down to her collarbone. Raven moved her head to the side and turned away from him.
"Ya don't want me Jack......" She whispered. Jack held her shoulder and turned her to face him.
"How do ya know what I want?"
"I know ya don't want someone like me....used and beaten......"Raven trailed off, not able to go on.
"I know what went on in da Bronx Ravy and I don't care......I don't care what Huntah made ya do while yous was dere....All I care about is dat I love ya....Nothin else mattahs ta me, nothin." Raven lovingly placed a hand on Jack's cheek and smiled brightly, letting it light up her face like the sun shining on a hot summer day.
"I love ya too Jack" She leaned in and Kissed him deeply and full of passion, sliding her hands into his hair. He slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, laying her down on the rooftop. He let his kisses move from her lips to her neck, trailing them down to her stomach as he undid her large men's shirt, which belonged to him. She pulled his head back up to her and kissed him again, slowly more seductively, Raven yanked his shirt off him and threw if to the side, letting it collapse in a heap on top of her own. That night the stars above them watched as they confessed their love with the motion of their bodies, the heavens seeing a vision of pure bliss between two tortured souls.
*********************************************************************************************
Sunlight poured over the bodies tangled in the white linen sheets. His arm slung naturally around her waist and their legs entwined. Jack blinked his eyes open dusting away the haze of sleep. He moaned lightly and shielded his eyes from the sun. He stared at the woman he bedded the night before and instead of seeing her he saw Raven, her shining locks of hair and her calm sleeping figure, but Raven was no whore, no...but before escaping her horrible fate she had been, the connection disgusted him, Raven was not a whore. Cowboy squeezed his eyes closed tightly and reopened them, this time seeing the prostitute he screwed in the night. He got of bed and dressed quickly and quietly, out of his pocket he pulled out her payment and left it on the pillow beside her bed. He exited the room letting the door slam on his way out.