Lltigereyes-Thanks for your review. I'm glad you like my story. I'll keep
on updating if people keep on reviewing.
Anastas-Thanks for another review *wipes the tear* (lol). Thank you for reviewing the other story. We're happy now. Yay I got more points. I'm so easily pleased.
Angel Fish-Yay, you're still reviewing. I was hoping I hadn't lost you when I killed Spot. Glad you like, there is some interesting conversations coming up.
Spotsroxysurfer76-This is definitely NOT the end. I have some more twists planned. Thank you for your review and compliments. I'm really glad you like. Glad you like how I portrayed Spot too. In one chapter you'll see him get mushy but I don't like that side very much so I try and make him more tough most of the time.
Sarah Kate-Thanks for yet another review. Yay. Glad you like that chapter one of the hardest it was to write. Glad that the confusion is cleared up a bit. There's more exciting stuff to come..
Aurora Conlon-I thought that "twist of fate" was pretty funny. I had to have her "accidentally" come across the lodging house. Best way I could think of her to do so. Thanks for the review and for checking out Finding a Daisy.
Chapter 20
Raven woke up to find herself in a place she didn't recognize. Glancing around it took her a moment to place this room. When she finally did all the memories came rushing back. The screaming match, telling Spot, the paperweight. She shuddered at the memories and slowly sat up. Reaching a hand up to her face, she could feel all of the small cuts and nicks, mainly on her cheeks and forehead. She looked around the room and it shocked her that he got his own room. Raven supposed that she shouldn't be, after all it was Spot, the leader of the Brooklyn newsies. He got whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted.
She realized then that she was warm. It was a feeling she had never thought to feel again. She looked down and realized she wasn't in what she had worn over here. Another pair of pants, blue plaid shirt. It clicked in her mind. PLAID. "Oh shit" she muttered softly to herself 'what the hell did I do?'
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Spot walked out of the lodging house and went to the distribution office. His mind was filled with thoughts of her. She just wouldn't get out of his damn mind. He still got a sick feeling in his stomach every time he thought about what he had done. She had to think he was a cruel heartless person. He just hadn't known what to do.
It was horrible to look at her face and see all the little scratch marks that he caused. 'How could you have thrown that paperweight?' he asked himself repeatedly. Spot had never thought of Raven as delicate, she had seemed like a guy, but when he had thrown her against the wall she had felt as fragile as a piece of glass. Almost like the paperweight that had almost killed her. 'Stop thinking about that' he screamed in his head. Against the wall she had just hung there, suspended by him holding her wrists.
She looked as though she didn't have a care in the world. Raven hadn't been the least bit frightened. Spot was amazed about that. Most people feared him, though he should have known she wouldn't. She was the total opposite of everything he liked. Spot preferred blonde hair, blue eyed, busty girls, over the type of dark-haired princesses like Raven. Then she had further shocked him by saying that Jack had lied to him.
How dare she say something like that? It was his best friend, if she really liked him she wouldn't try and screw their friendship up. 'Unless it were true' the annoying little voice in the back of his head said. "Shut the fuck up." He ordered. Several people on the streets turned and looked at him funny as they started inching away from him. Why would jack do something like that though? He wondered. 'Time to pay Jacky-boy a little visit' he thought grimly.
His mind occupied with Raven he ran into someone as he was headed to Manhattan. It was a little girl, probably only 9 or 10 but she looked almost exactly like Raven in her face features. The only difference was her hair, hers was blonde, and Raven's was black. But they had the same eyes. Those haunting sapphire blue eyes that he loved to death. Mush came up behind her.
"Hiya Spot. Lookin fer Jack?"
"Yea, whose dis?" Spot muttered distractedly, still not able to get his mind off Raven and everything.
"Dis is Tonya, Raven's little sista."
"Dats goo-'' he thought about what Mush had just said. "WHA?"
"Yea Raven brought her here when she came back." Tonya took off then and Mush nodded as he ran after her. "Jack's at da lodging house I t'ink Spot."
Spot nodded in return and kept walking. He couldn't get those innocent eyes out of his head. He couldn't get Raven out of his head. When he had held her in his arms all he had wanted to do was make her stop crying. Now he couldn't say he felt the same way. Spot was realizing that he was really coming to like Raven. Really like her. She wasn't like a lot of other girls, she had something else, something different.
Spot reached the lodging house and walked in without any further incidents. He walked in and said a hello to Kloppman and went up to the bunkroom. He found Jack in there lounging around. "I'se gots ta talk ta ya." Spot muttered and lead the way to the fire escape.
Jack climbed up behind him but yelled a warning to the bunkroom. "Don't any of youse try and listen a cuz Spot'll soak ya." The two climbed to the roof and Jack sat down while Spot stayed standing and started pacing. "Dis is about Raven isn't it?"
"Why did ya tell me dat she left because of me?" Spot grew more and more furious and impatient as he paced.
"Because I didn't want her hoit."
"And that makes a lot of sense. What are you? Her fucking parents?"
Jack smiled wryly but totally kept his calm under Spot's fiery gaze. "Dat's exactly what she said."
"Stop jumpin around Jack, get tad a damn point. Why da hell do ya want ta protect her? Do ya like her or somet'in?" Spot said irritated.
"No but I care for her like a sister and I don't want ta see her hoit. Youse known fer playin wit da goils Spot. Everyone knows dat ya can't keep a goil any longer den t'ree days."
"Maybe I cin."
"Spot youse da biggest womanizer in dis city, in all of New York."
Spot growled low in his throat but he couldn't exactly deny it. "Maybe she's different."
"Maybe I'll go get Pulitzer ta sell his own papes."
"Jack we like each otha. Why can't ya stay outta da way?"
"Just because ya say it's different, I'se supposed ta believe dat. Spot, dats like saying I'll never have to woik again and I'll still make money. Its not goin ta happen."
"Jus leave us alone. We'll woik t'ings out ourselves no t'anks ta you." Spot stormed off and left Jack just watching after him.
Raven had been right. It bit him good that he had to admit it. He would never tell her or at least he didn't think he would. Spot Conlon never said he was wrong. 'I guess it wouldn't hoit to say that she was right' he pondered. 'God will I ever get my mind off her?' he muttered to himself. He had assumed that he had known what she was thinking but once again she had surprised him and proved him wrong. 'I guess I shouldn't have assumed that she was crying ova Jack' he chided himself. The real shocker to Spot was when she had told him that she had been crying over him.
That had cut straight to Spot's heart, he had to say. He already wasn't sure that she'd ever speak to him again, owing to the fact that he had kinda broken one of her ribs and cut up her face. Spot wasn't ever sure if he wanted to find out. Loathing what he had to do, he hurried to sell the rest of his papes and then walked slowly back to the lodging house.
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She looked over and the door opened. Quickly, she laid back down and feigned sleep, not sure who it was. Cracking her eyes, she saw that Spot walked in his eyes looking troubled. Spot had been out selling and thinking things over for the last 5 hours. He pulled up a chair and straddling it sat down facing her. His head was in his hands and he looked like he was struggling with something.
Not realizing she was awake he started talking to her..
A/N: So what do you guys think? Review please and keep on reading. A big thank you to all my reviewers. By the way guys, all of you check out Past, Present, and Pride by Aurora Conlon its really good. Review for her.
Anastas-Thanks for another review *wipes the tear* (lol). Thank you for reviewing the other story. We're happy now. Yay I got more points. I'm so easily pleased.
Angel Fish-Yay, you're still reviewing. I was hoping I hadn't lost you when I killed Spot. Glad you like, there is some interesting conversations coming up.
Spotsroxysurfer76-This is definitely NOT the end. I have some more twists planned. Thank you for your review and compliments. I'm really glad you like. Glad you like how I portrayed Spot too. In one chapter you'll see him get mushy but I don't like that side very much so I try and make him more tough most of the time.
Sarah Kate-Thanks for yet another review. Yay. Glad you like that chapter one of the hardest it was to write. Glad that the confusion is cleared up a bit. There's more exciting stuff to come..
Aurora Conlon-I thought that "twist of fate" was pretty funny. I had to have her "accidentally" come across the lodging house. Best way I could think of her to do so. Thanks for the review and for checking out Finding a Daisy.
Chapter 20
Raven woke up to find herself in a place she didn't recognize. Glancing around it took her a moment to place this room. When she finally did all the memories came rushing back. The screaming match, telling Spot, the paperweight. She shuddered at the memories and slowly sat up. Reaching a hand up to her face, she could feel all of the small cuts and nicks, mainly on her cheeks and forehead. She looked around the room and it shocked her that he got his own room. Raven supposed that she shouldn't be, after all it was Spot, the leader of the Brooklyn newsies. He got whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted.
She realized then that she was warm. It was a feeling she had never thought to feel again. She looked down and realized she wasn't in what she had worn over here. Another pair of pants, blue plaid shirt. It clicked in her mind. PLAID. "Oh shit" she muttered softly to herself 'what the hell did I do?'
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Spot walked out of the lodging house and went to the distribution office. His mind was filled with thoughts of her. She just wouldn't get out of his damn mind. He still got a sick feeling in his stomach every time he thought about what he had done. She had to think he was a cruel heartless person. He just hadn't known what to do.
It was horrible to look at her face and see all the little scratch marks that he caused. 'How could you have thrown that paperweight?' he asked himself repeatedly. Spot had never thought of Raven as delicate, she had seemed like a guy, but when he had thrown her against the wall she had felt as fragile as a piece of glass. Almost like the paperweight that had almost killed her. 'Stop thinking about that' he screamed in his head. Against the wall she had just hung there, suspended by him holding her wrists.
She looked as though she didn't have a care in the world. Raven hadn't been the least bit frightened. Spot was amazed about that. Most people feared him, though he should have known she wouldn't. She was the total opposite of everything he liked. Spot preferred blonde hair, blue eyed, busty girls, over the type of dark-haired princesses like Raven. Then she had further shocked him by saying that Jack had lied to him.
How dare she say something like that? It was his best friend, if she really liked him she wouldn't try and screw their friendship up. 'Unless it were true' the annoying little voice in the back of his head said. "Shut the fuck up." He ordered. Several people on the streets turned and looked at him funny as they started inching away from him. Why would jack do something like that though? He wondered. 'Time to pay Jacky-boy a little visit' he thought grimly.
His mind occupied with Raven he ran into someone as he was headed to Manhattan. It was a little girl, probably only 9 or 10 but she looked almost exactly like Raven in her face features. The only difference was her hair, hers was blonde, and Raven's was black. But they had the same eyes. Those haunting sapphire blue eyes that he loved to death. Mush came up behind her.
"Hiya Spot. Lookin fer Jack?"
"Yea, whose dis?" Spot muttered distractedly, still not able to get his mind off Raven and everything.
"Dis is Tonya, Raven's little sista."
"Dats goo-'' he thought about what Mush had just said. "WHA?"
"Yea Raven brought her here when she came back." Tonya took off then and Mush nodded as he ran after her. "Jack's at da lodging house I t'ink Spot."
Spot nodded in return and kept walking. He couldn't get those innocent eyes out of his head. He couldn't get Raven out of his head. When he had held her in his arms all he had wanted to do was make her stop crying. Now he couldn't say he felt the same way. Spot was realizing that he was really coming to like Raven. Really like her. She wasn't like a lot of other girls, she had something else, something different.
Spot reached the lodging house and walked in without any further incidents. He walked in and said a hello to Kloppman and went up to the bunkroom. He found Jack in there lounging around. "I'se gots ta talk ta ya." Spot muttered and lead the way to the fire escape.
Jack climbed up behind him but yelled a warning to the bunkroom. "Don't any of youse try and listen a cuz Spot'll soak ya." The two climbed to the roof and Jack sat down while Spot stayed standing and started pacing. "Dis is about Raven isn't it?"
"Why did ya tell me dat she left because of me?" Spot grew more and more furious and impatient as he paced.
"Because I didn't want her hoit."
"And that makes a lot of sense. What are you? Her fucking parents?"
Jack smiled wryly but totally kept his calm under Spot's fiery gaze. "Dat's exactly what she said."
"Stop jumpin around Jack, get tad a damn point. Why da hell do ya want ta protect her? Do ya like her or somet'in?" Spot said irritated.
"No but I care for her like a sister and I don't want ta see her hoit. Youse known fer playin wit da goils Spot. Everyone knows dat ya can't keep a goil any longer den t'ree days."
"Maybe I cin."
"Spot youse da biggest womanizer in dis city, in all of New York."
Spot growled low in his throat but he couldn't exactly deny it. "Maybe she's different."
"Maybe I'll go get Pulitzer ta sell his own papes."
"Jack we like each otha. Why can't ya stay outta da way?"
"Just because ya say it's different, I'se supposed ta believe dat. Spot, dats like saying I'll never have to woik again and I'll still make money. Its not goin ta happen."
"Jus leave us alone. We'll woik t'ings out ourselves no t'anks ta you." Spot stormed off and left Jack just watching after him.
Raven had been right. It bit him good that he had to admit it. He would never tell her or at least he didn't think he would. Spot Conlon never said he was wrong. 'I guess it wouldn't hoit to say that she was right' he pondered. 'God will I ever get my mind off her?' he muttered to himself. He had assumed that he had known what she was thinking but once again she had surprised him and proved him wrong. 'I guess I shouldn't have assumed that she was crying ova Jack' he chided himself. The real shocker to Spot was when she had told him that she had been crying over him.
That had cut straight to Spot's heart, he had to say. He already wasn't sure that she'd ever speak to him again, owing to the fact that he had kinda broken one of her ribs and cut up her face. Spot wasn't ever sure if he wanted to find out. Loathing what he had to do, he hurried to sell the rest of his papes and then walked slowly back to the lodging house.
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She looked over and the door opened. Quickly, she laid back down and feigned sleep, not sure who it was. Cracking her eyes, she saw that Spot walked in his eyes looking troubled. Spot had been out selling and thinking things over for the last 5 hours. He pulled up a chair and straddling it sat down facing her. His head was in his hands and he looked like he was struggling with something.
Not realizing she was awake he started talking to her..
A/N: So what do you guys think? Review please and keep on reading. A big thank you to all my reviewers. By the way guys, all of you check out Past, Present, and Pride by Aurora Conlon its really good. Review for her.