Chapter 3: Like Father Like Son
I felt someone lift me up from the floor and place me on a bed. I looked up and it was Spot. Tears had stained my cheeks red and his eyes were filled with emotion. I turned my head away form him so he couldn't see the tears fall.
"Ya wanna talk…?" He asked me. I mumbled something. He tilted his head, "huh?" I glanced his way. "No." I said coldly.
I hopped off the bed and was heading toward the door when he grabbed my arm lightly and whirled me around. I looked at him oddly. "Spot…don't." I said looking down at the floor.
"Don't what?" He asked, giving me his famous smirk. I sighed. "Look, I don't wanna talk ok?" I yelled. He took a step away from me and I freed myself from his grasp. I walked out of the room and went into the bunkroom and out to the roof.
I lied on my back and looked up at the sky. "Hey." I heard Spot greeting me, lying beside me.
"Ugh, what do you want?!" I yelled not giving him time to answer. "Stay away from me, ok? I don't want to talk!" I ran down the fire escape and headed back to Manhattan.
*~*At Manhattan*~*
Jack was pacing the floor, "Where da hell is she?" He asked. Blink walked into the room. "Where's Spot?" He asked Jack.
"Spot!" Jack yelled. Without another word he stormed out of the Manhattan Lodging House and slammed the door. It was quiet until you heard a scream of anger.
"WHERE WERE YOU?" Jack yelled to me. I rolled my eyes and shoved him over so I could get through to the Bunkroom.
"No! I'm am not done with you!" He screamed. I stopped causing him to run into my back. I sighed and turned around. "What?" I yelled back to him. He paused to look at me, realizing I had been crying. I quickly averted my eyes from his and looked at my feet.
"Its ok Jack, she was wit me." Spot said, slinging his arm around my waist, I looked over and Race and he dropped his jaw. I quickly looked away.
"WITH YOU?" Jack shouted. He took a drag of his cigarette before handing it to Blink.
"Here. Stormy, lets go, I gotta talk to ya." He noted, grabbing my arm and forcing my to follow.
"What the hell?" I yelled, rubbing where he had grabbed my arm. He didn't pay any attention.
"What were you thinking? Did you sleep with him?! Cuz he's the biggest womanizer besides me! And how could you do that? He has a new goil EVERY week! I can't believe you would do that to me!" He sighed.
I mumbled something. "What?" He raged. "You sound like dad." I said, opening the door to find Spot and Race standing outside listening. I shoved through them and ran down the stairs and outside.
It was dark out and I had nowhere to go so I just wandered around the streets until I was tired and fell asleep on a fire escape.
When I woke up the next morning at the lodging house, with Blink sitting by me. "I saw you on the fire escape." He said.
"Obliviously." I stated sarcastically.
"I didn't think you were too comfortable since you kept moving so I picked you up and brought you here." He said smiling, and fidgeting with his hands. I closed my eyes and buried my head in my pillow.
"Spot said something was up." Came another voice, it was Racetrack. I looked up.
"Yea…I just didn't feel like having Jack yell at me like my dad used too, and I didn't want Spot to be around me, and I just wanted to get away from them." I explained. He nodded his head. "Yea, I get like that too." We laughed. Spot came in the room and sat down by me, he put his hands around my waist.
"Spot, your hands…" I said. "Yea?" He said in a sultry voice. I let out an irritated sigh. "Move 'em or lose 'em man-whore." I said getting up and walking outside Race following me.
"That was great." He said laughing. I smiled at him. "Grazie." I said in Italian. *thank you*
The walk to Tibby's was a quiet one we made small conversations but mainly I looked over Manhattan. When we walked in Jack was fuming and Race grabbed my hand leading me over to the table.
"Hiya boys." I greeted them. They smiled and said hi back and I placed my order. "Mmm, this is great!" I said, gesturing toward the spaghetti and meatballs I had ordered.
"Yea, dey got a new goil cook." Mush explained. I looked at him, "What's her name?" I asked him, but before he could answer Crutchy did.
"Flame…" He said dreamily. "Flame?" I repeated. "Yea…it used to be Chewy, but she changed it when she started cookin." He was holding his head up by his hand and looking off into nothingness. I laughed at him.
"So ya like hoir?" I asked. His head shot up. "No, no! I didn't say that!" He said a little too fast. I smiled and shook my head.
"Ya should go and talk to hoir." I told him. He quickly shook his head. "What if she don't like me?" He asked.
"What's not to like?"
"I mean, what if she don't like, crutches?" He said cautiously.
"Everyone likes Crutches!" I assured him.
"Ya think?" He asked me. "I know." I said defiantly.
"I'm gonna do it!" He exclaimed excitedly.
After he left we laughed at him and he turned around to look at us one more time and Jack winked at him and gestured his hands in a way to tell him to keep going. He smiled and hobbled behind the counter until he was out of sight.
Five minutes later he came back with a free plate of Spaghetti. "So?" I asked him, wanting to know what she said.
"I think she likes me!" He said frantically. "She's gonna meet me back at da lodgin house and then we'se gonna go fer a walk, maybe toward Brooklyn to see da sum set?" He said, asking if it was a good idea. I assured him it was and he talked non-stop about her.
"She's gorgeous!" he said. "She's got pin straight brown hair, and hazely eyes, I mean, shes great too, She's funny and real nice. She even signed my crutch!" He said in a hurry, holding up his crutch for proof. We laughed at him and after awhile we went back to lodging house to get ready to meet Crutchys new goil.
*~*Kkay, you better like this chapter! I wrote him in just for you!!! Lolol. Just for that little makeout section with Race.*wink wink* lol. Well, the power just came back and I NEEDED to update! Lol. So, here ya go! More about Crutchy and Chewy/Flame next chappie! Lol. But Kkay, u gotta tell me what ur name is. Lol*~*
