Disclaimer: Yeah umm totally forgot about this, maybe because I'm in
denial.. But anyway, no, I don't own any newsies, not Spot, not Jack, not
even little Snipeshooter ::tear::
~*~
Spot hadn't made eye contact with Jack the entire time he had told the story. Only now did he glance up to see whether Jack was following any of this at all. There was a glassy look to Jack's eyes, as if he was reliving a memory that had been brought back to him. Spot suddenly was aware of how uncomfortable Jack was, and this caused him to become uncomfortable as well. Neither of them spoke for a while. Spot because he was trying to figure out what was wrong with Jack, and Jack because words had left him.
"Spot" Jack asked, shaking.
"Yeah?" Spot asked, eager to find out what was causing the great Jack Kelly to tremble.
"What was Cora's cousins name again?"
"Ella, why?" Spot asked, now curious.
"She and Kathlynn still live around here?" Jack asked.
"Nahh, they moved away ta Santa Fe bout half a year ago" Spot answered, then realizing something. He hadn't told Jack that Ella had ended up moving in with Cora and her mom.
"Jack, how'd you know she lived with Kathlynn?" Spot asked, referring to her by her first name as she had later asked him to do.
"You'se remember dat one time when you asked me how many goils I'se slept wit and I said only one cause I didn't think I'd find one who could be as good as she was?" Jack said all in one breath.
Spot said nothing, but stared at Jack wide-eyed, piecing together what Jack was trying to tell him.
~*~*~
Ella and Cora now sat on Cora's bed in her apartment, catching up on what had been missed in the three years they had been separated. Ella's mom had died during Ella's childbirth. When Ella was 13, her and her father had moved to New York to start a new life. Cora's mother had never been informed of her brother in law's death, or that Ella had been living on the streets since his death a year and a half ago.
"Alright Ella you must tell me, how exactly did you end up in Spot's bedroom all tied up?" Cora questioned, laughing at the predicament her cousin had found her way into.
"Well dis goil I'se met on da streets Sprint cheated me outta my share of bread I helped her steal, an we got in a fistfight ova it when her no good jackass of a bruddah comes an knocks me to da ground, ties me up an tells me I'se gonna be Spot's whore for da night. Can you imagine?" Ella laughed. She'd changed a lot from the way Cora had known her to be. Ella was always the quiet one, but her time on the streets had certainly toughened her up. She no longer had her English accent, and instead talked the way Spot and his newsies did. Cora's mind drifted to Spot for a moment. The look on his face when the two had embraced and left for Cora's apartment without even acknowledging his presence had been nothing short of priceless. "It serves him right" she thought. "Agreeing to take some girl found on the streets into his bed for some fun."
"But yeah, dat Spot ain't as bad as dey say. He took me up tah his room n all, but when he looked at me he just stopped, kinda like he realized what he was doin wasn't such a good idea, n den we just talked n he even made me laugh, n den you'se came in" Ella finished, filling her cousin in on what really had happened. Cora felt her face drop.
"So ya really like em, eh?" Ella asked her.
"I suppose deep down I do, but I don't want to let myself like him, I just know I'm getting myself into something that is almost certain to be heartbreaking." Cora said seriously.
"Speakin of hearts, how's yours been wit da defect an all?" Ella asked.
"Doctors have me on medications to keep it beating normally." Cora said, brought down by the change of subject. "Is that how your father died?"
"Yeah, it's so weird how da doctahs say dat it's inherited, my dad and you'se dad had it and you'se have it, but I don't" Ella stated.
"Well, at least one of us will live to be old and wrinkly" Cora said, pretending the subject of death didn't matter to her.
"Will you'se shut up?" Ella said, punching her playfully. "You'se gonna be around hea a long time, I can feel it, an besides, Spot wants ya" Ella said smiling.
"Shut up" Cora said, chucking a pillow at her. Just as an all out pillow war was about to break loose between the two girls, the sound of something hitting the fire escape outside Cora's window stopped the two.
"It's probably old Mrs. Rosenberg upstairs, she's always planting things in that stupid window box" Cora reasoned, but went out onto the fire escape just to see anyway. Cora looked up but saw nothing. As she was looking around to see what had been falling onto her fire escape, a rock hit her foot and caused her to look down. There was Spot, staring up at her.
"What on earth are you doing?" Cora whispered loudly.
"Can I come up, I'se gotta talk to ya bout what happened today." Spot asked.
"Oh Spotty baby, are you'se gonna tell her all bout our hot steamy love makin?" Ella asked, stepping out onto the balcony. Cora pretended to be shocked, and Spot was shocked. That would be the first of many times Spot would hear that line in the future.
"Cora she's lyin I'se swear, I didn't do anythin wit her" Spot said while climbing up the fire escape. Ella realized where this was going, and went back inside. He reached the platform Cora was standing on, and started to try and explain
"Cora I'se was comin home from here an I walk in an Dante's got some goil all tied up an then I was stupid an wanted to prove somethin an I dragged her to my room but I didn't do anythin cause I-
"Spot?" Cora said, cutting him off from his babbling explanation to the days events.
"Yeah?" Spot asked, a bit breathless after trying to explain a days worth of mistakes with one breath.
"If I were to kiss you, would you stop talking?" Cora asked.
"Of coise"
And that's exactly what she did.
~*~
Spot hadn't made eye contact with Jack the entire time he had told the story. Only now did he glance up to see whether Jack was following any of this at all. There was a glassy look to Jack's eyes, as if he was reliving a memory that had been brought back to him. Spot suddenly was aware of how uncomfortable Jack was, and this caused him to become uncomfortable as well. Neither of them spoke for a while. Spot because he was trying to figure out what was wrong with Jack, and Jack because words had left him.
"Spot" Jack asked, shaking.
"Yeah?" Spot asked, eager to find out what was causing the great Jack Kelly to tremble.
"What was Cora's cousins name again?"
"Ella, why?" Spot asked, now curious.
"She and Kathlynn still live around here?" Jack asked.
"Nahh, they moved away ta Santa Fe bout half a year ago" Spot answered, then realizing something. He hadn't told Jack that Ella had ended up moving in with Cora and her mom.
"Jack, how'd you know she lived with Kathlynn?" Spot asked, referring to her by her first name as she had later asked him to do.
"You'se remember dat one time when you asked me how many goils I'se slept wit and I said only one cause I didn't think I'd find one who could be as good as she was?" Jack said all in one breath.
Spot said nothing, but stared at Jack wide-eyed, piecing together what Jack was trying to tell him.
~*~*~
Ella and Cora now sat on Cora's bed in her apartment, catching up on what had been missed in the three years they had been separated. Ella's mom had died during Ella's childbirth. When Ella was 13, her and her father had moved to New York to start a new life. Cora's mother had never been informed of her brother in law's death, or that Ella had been living on the streets since his death a year and a half ago.
"Alright Ella you must tell me, how exactly did you end up in Spot's bedroom all tied up?" Cora questioned, laughing at the predicament her cousin had found her way into.
"Well dis goil I'se met on da streets Sprint cheated me outta my share of bread I helped her steal, an we got in a fistfight ova it when her no good jackass of a bruddah comes an knocks me to da ground, ties me up an tells me I'se gonna be Spot's whore for da night. Can you imagine?" Ella laughed. She'd changed a lot from the way Cora had known her to be. Ella was always the quiet one, but her time on the streets had certainly toughened her up. She no longer had her English accent, and instead talked the way Spot and his newsies did. Cora's mind drifted to Spot for a moment. The look on his face when the two had embraced and left for Cora's apartment without even acknowledging his presence had been nothing short of priceless. "It serves him right" she thought. "Agreeing to take some girl found on the streets into his bed for some fun."
"But yeah, dat Spot ain't as bad as dey say. He took me up tah his room n all, but when he looked at me he just stopped, kinda like he realized what he was doin wasn't such a good idea, n den we just talked n he even made me laugh, n den you'se came in" Ella finished, filling her cousin in on what really had happened. Cora felt her face drop.
"So ya really like em, eh?" Ella asked her.
"I suppose deep down I do, but I don't want to let myself like him, I just know I'm getting myself into something that is almost certain to be heartbreaking." Cora said seriously.
"Speakin of hearts, how's yours been wit da defect an all?" Ella asked.
"Doctors have me on medications to keep it beating normally." Cora said, brought down by the change of subject. "Is that how your father died?"
"Yeah, it's so weird how da doctahs say dat it's inherited, my dad and you'se dad had it and you'se have it, but I don't" Ella stated.
"Well, at least one of us will live to be old and wrinkly" Cora said, pretending the subject of death didn't matter to her.
"Will you'se shut up?" Ella said, punching her playfully. "You'se gonna be around hea a long time, I can feel it, an besides, Spot wants ya" Ella said smiling.
"Shut up" Cora said, chucking a pillow at her. Just as an all out pillow war was about to break loose between the two girls, the sound of something hitting the fire escape outside Cora's window stopped the two.
"It's probably old Mrs. Rosenberg upstairs, she's always planting things in that stupid window box" Cora reasoned, but went out onto the fire escape just to see anyway. Cora looked up but saw nothing. As she was looking around to see what had been falling onto her fire escape, a rock hit her foot and caused her to look down. There was Spot, staring up at her.
"What on earth are you doing?" Cora whispered loudly.
"Can I come up, I'se gotta talk to ya bout what happened today." Spot asked.
"Oh Spotty baby, are you'se gonna tell her all bout our hot steamy love makin?" Ella asked, stepping out onto the balcony. Cora pretended to be shocked, and Spot was shocked. That would be the first of many times Spot would hear that line in the future.
"Cora she's lyin I'se swear, I didn't do anythin wit her" Spot said while climbing up the fire escape. Ella realized where this was going, and went back inside. He reached the platform Cora was standing on, and started to try and explain
"Cora I'se was comin home from here an I walk in an Dante's got some goil all tied up an then I was stupid an wanted to prove somethin an I dragged her to my room but I didn't do anythin cause I-
"Spot?" Cora said, cutting him off from his babbling explanation to the days events.
"Yeah?" Spot asked, a bit breathless after trying to explain a days worth of mistakes with one breath.
"If I were to kiss you, would you stop talking?" Cora asked.
"Of coise"
And that's exactly what she did.