Now this chapter is for Merp cause guess what.....i told her id update if she gave me secret info on her story....so here u go
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Okay heres the chapter, i thought i would waste time, but i guess your still waiting, darn it
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I woke up the next morning in a room that I knew to well. I also was in a bed that I knew to well. The pillow and the blanket had his scent. The scent that I missed smelling everyday. A smell that I wish that could surround me for an eternity.
"Why da hell am Ise in Spots bed? I mumbled to myself while holding my head. I knew that getting drunk was going to lead to a horrible hangover.
"Morning sunshine." I looked over to the other bed and saw Spot and Merp playing poker. Spot was the one who had greeted me but I didn't want to talk to him. He was the one that caused me my pain. Not pain from the hangover, but the pain that I felt in my heart. It ached everytime I saw him, thought of him, and when anyone mentioned him. It was hard for me to even stay in the same room as him.
"Morning Merp." I said while sitting up on the bed and staring out onto the streets. The sun was shining brightly and i knew that today was going to be a bad day. I should've never had that third beer. It was a bad thing to do. Bad Sweetz, bad.
"What bout me?" Spot asked,pretending to be hurt that I didn't say my morning greeting to him. Of course I ignored him and got out of his bed and headed for the door. "Where yosue going?"
"Out." I quickly made an exit and started to walk on the dusty road. I needed time to think about everything. I walked to the Brooklyn Bridge. The bridge that I felt like it did me harm. If I hadn't gone to that bridge then I'd probably be better off. If It wasn't for that bridge, i wouldn't have fallen for Spot. I probably would've died. Which at this time wouldn't be sooo bad. I decided to walk in the middle of the Brooklyn Bridge.
"Why me?" I sighed. I couldn't come up with an answer for my question. At this point of my life. I felt like I had nothing to live for. I didn't. People i thought that loved me, didn't love me no more. People who i thought that I knew, i don't know anymore. And the hardest part of this, was that I had to live with knowing that Spot didn't love me and that it was so hard to comprehend. I rested my head onto my hands while I leaned up on the railing. Why does life have to be so hard? I would give anything to feel Spots arms around me, to kiss him, or to have him smile at me. That one smile that he does that reflects his love.
"So its true. Youse are out." I turned my head to see Morris and Oscar walking up to me.
"Guess so Morris." Oscar walked to my left side while I watched Morris walked to my right.
"Ise missed talking to yas. Youse had me worried."
"Shut up Morris. Its just a goil."
"yea a goil who can kick yer ass." I said as I stood up straight and advanced towards him.
"Youse wanna bet?"
"Oscar, I already soaked Morris'. What makes youse tink dat Ise won't soak you?" Oscar looked like his head was going to explode frm soo much anger. The next thing I saw him do was grab my shirts collar and lift me onto the railing. I was practically hanging off the edge and the only thing that kept me from falling was Morris and Oscar trying to keep their grip on my shirt and my legs.
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Okay heres the chapter, i thought i would waste time, but i guess your still waiting, darn it
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I woke up the next morning in a room that I knew to well. I also was in a bed that I knew to well. The pillow and the blanket had his scent. The scent that I missed smelling everyday. A smell that I wish that could surround me for an eternity.
"Why da hell am Ise in Spots bed? I mumbled to myself while holding my head. I knew that getting drunk was going to lead to a horrible hangover.
"Morning sunshine." I looked over to the other bed and saw Spot and Merp playing poker. Spot was the one who had greeted me but I didn't want to talk to him. He was the one that caused me my pain. Not pain from the hangover, but the pain that I felt in my heart. It ached everytime I saw him, thought of him, and when anyone mentioned him. It was hard for me to even stay in the same room as him.
"Morning Merp." I said while sitting up on the bed and staring out onto the streets. The sun was shining brightly and i knew that today was going to be a bad day. I should've never had that third beer. It was a bad thing to do. Bad Sweetz, bad.
"What bout me?" Spot asked,pretending to be hurt that I didn't say my morning greeting to him. Of course I ignored him and got out of his bed and headed for the door. "Where yosue going?"
"Out." I quickly made an exit and started to walk on the dusty road. I needed time to think about everything. I walked to the Brooklyn Bridge. The bridge that I felt like it did me harm. If I hadn't gone to that bridge then I'd probably be better off. If It wasn't for that bridge, i wouldn't have fallen for Spot. I probably would've died. Which at this time wouldn't be sooo bad. I decided to walk in the middle of the Brooklyn Bridge.
"Why me?" I sighed. I couldn't come up with an answer for my question. At this point of my life. I felt like I had nothing to live for. I didn't. People i thought that loved me, didn't love me no more. People who i thought that I knew, i don't know anymore. And the hardest part of this, was that I had to live with knowing that Spot didn't love me and that it was so hard to comprehend. I rested my head onto my hands while I leaned up on the railing. Why does life have to be so hard? I would give anything to feel Spots arms around me, to kiss him, or to have him smile at me. That one smile that he does that reflects his love.
"So its true. Youse are out." I turned my head to see Morris and Oscar walking up to me.
"Guess so Morris." Oscar walked to my left side while I watched Morris walked to my right.
"Ise missed talking to yas. Youse had me worried."
"Shut up Morris. Its just a goil."
"yea a goil who can kick yer ass." I said as I stood up straight and advanced towards him.
"Youse wanna bet?"
"Oscar, I already soaked Morris'. What makes youse tink dat Ise won't soak you?" Oscar looked like his head was going to explode frm soo much anger. The next thing I saw him do was grab my shirts collar and lift me onto the railing. I was practically hanging off the edge and the only thing that kept me from falling was Morris and Oscar trying to keep their grip on my shirt and my legs.