"Sweetz, time ta get up." I looked over to the door and saw Tiger with no shirt on.
"DO youse miss er?" He came in closing the door behind him and sitting on my bed.
"Ise miss er a ton." What about youse? Youse miss him?"
"More den ever."
"You'll move on."
"Ise don't tink so. Ise don't want ta. Moving on means more broken hearts. Too much pain."
"Da hardest ting is being in da same room wit her. She has dat presence dat used ta make me feel like da luckiest man alive."
"Sometimes even ta live is an act of courage." (Lucius Annaeus Seneca)
"Ise don't have much courage left in me."
"Neither do i, neither do i." Tiger smiled at me and left.
I guess when love is your greatest weakness, then you will be the strongest person in the world. (German Wold) I have to live one day at a time and try my best to stay strong.
"Oh god, Ise hope da woild is ready fer me." I said as I put on some new clothes that were left on a chair that was right by my bed. After I was dressed i went to the door ready to open the door but i heard a knock. "WHo is it?"
"Queenie." (Its da return of da Queen!) I looked at the door in disbelief. I opened the door quickly and sure enough, there stood Queenie.
"Where da hell did youse go!?!?!?"
"Back ta Queens where Ise da leader....duh."
"Oh shut up and get in heres." She walked into my room holding her sling shot in her left hand. She was the best shooter besides Spot in New York, and thats why you should never pick a fight wit her.
"So whats been going on here? Ise hear dat youse almost fell off da Brooklyn Bridge and Spot had ta come and save yas. And den Ise hear dat youse told im dat youse liked him still."
"yea what bout it?"
"Its true?" I nodded. "Youse stupid goil. Spot likes a chase. Well now he does." She scanned the room. "He's not gonna drop any goil fer another."
"And he told ya dis."
"Look here, ise known Spot longer den youse. Ise tink Ise know whats going on in me best friends head."
"Sorry."
"Well Ise came ta give youse advice."
"And what would dat be?"
"Get another man."
"How is dat suppose ta get me back Spot."
"Youse don't get it. Spot aint a prize, youse can't get im back until he wants back. Deal wit it. Ise dealing out da truth. Something youse need ta hear before youse get yourself hoit." She walked over to the window. "And plus, he loves da chase."
"Youse always got sometin ta add."
"What does dat suppose ta mean?"
"Ise don't know."
"Look Sweetz, Ise came here ta talk ta me best friend about some leadership tings. But if youse need any help, call Jackey boy." I smiled at her knowing I could talk to her. With a smirk she left my room.
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"Hey Conlon!" Spot turned around to see Queenie running up ta him on the dusty streets.
"Heya Queens. Where youse been?"
"Around." SPot looked at her in a strange way. "Not dat way around." (DOes anybody get that? Cuase I do!)
"Ise knew dat. Well whyse were youse coming out of da Lodging House? Youse know dat Ise leave early."
"Had ta see dat goil Sweetz."
"Whyse?"
"Well it turns out dat she's getting ova youse finally."
"What are youse talking bout?"
"She's getting a new guy. She says shes over ya. She's done. She don't need ya anymore."
"But what bout what ise told ya?"
"And what part was dat? COuld it have been da part where youse wanted ta see Sweetz get jealous of youse and Merp, or was it da part where youse were telling me dat youse and Merp had da best night a couple a nights ago?"
"Youse know dat Ise don't wanna hoit anyones, especially Sweetz."
"Well guess what dumbass, youse already did. And she's not gonna deal wit your shit anymore."
"Ise tought wese were best friends."
"Best friends tell da outmost truth."
"So what am Ise gonna do? Ise just can't drop Merp and beg Sweetz."
"Whyse not? Ise always wanted ta see youse beg, Ise wanna see youse drop ta yer knees in da mudd begging her ta take yas back."
"Yer some cruel best friend." He laughed because he knew she was just being herself.
"Yas gotta expect dat out of mes."
"Yea Ise know. Well Ise gotta sell me papes."
"yea youse right. Spending too much money on do'se whores again, huh?" Spot hit her in the back of the head and she quickly socked him in the face. "Well Ise going off ta Manhattan. See yas." She walked off while Spot was still recovering from the punch.
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AN:/
Hey you guys, hope you like the chapter, I guess I was inspired by theLoneReeds story. I love your stories man! Well anyways i ran out of grapes, so im planting them and seeing if a grape tree comes out of the ground.
Spot: Ise don't tink grapes come from trees
Sami: Dey gotta
Spot: NO ise tink dey come from vines
Sami: Same thing
Spot: No its not
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"DO youse miss er?" He came in closing the door behind him and sitting on my bed.
"Ise miss er a ton." What about youse? Youse miss him?"
"More den ever."
"You'll move on."
"Ise don't tink so. Ise don't want ta. Moving on means more broken hearts. Too much pain."
"Da hardest ting is being in da same room wit her. She has dat presence dat used ta make me feel like da luckiest man alive."
"Sometimes even ta live is an act of courage." (Lucius Annaeus Seneca)
"Ise don't have much courage left in me."
"Neither do i, neither do i." Tiger smiled at me and left.
I guess when love is your greatest weakness, then you will be the strongest person in the world. (German Wold) I have to live one day at a time and try my best to stay strong.
"Oh god, Ise hope da woild is ready fer me." I said as I put on some new clothes that were left on a chair that was right by my bed. After I was dressed i went to the door ready to open the door but i heard a knock. "WHo is it?"
"Queenie." (Its da return of da Queen!) I looked at the door in disbelief. I opened the door quickly and sure enough, there stood Queenie.
"Where da hell did youse go!?!?!?"
"Back ta Queens where Ise da leader....duh."
"Oh shut up and get in heres." She walked into my room holding her sling shot in her left hand. She was the best shooter besides Spot in New York, and thats why you should never pick a fight wit her.
"So whats been going on here? Ise hear dat youse almost fell off da Brooklyn Bridge and Spot had ta come and save yas. And den Ise hear dat youse told im dat youse liked him still."
"yea what bout it?"
"Its true?" I nodded. "Youse stupid goil. Spot likes a chase. Well now he does." She scanned the room. "He's not gonna drop any goil fer another."
"And he told ya dis."
"Look here, ise known Spot longer den youse. Ise tink Ise know whats going on in me best friends head."
"Sorry."
"Well Ise came ta give youse advice."
"And what would dat be?"
"Get another man."
"How is dat suppose ta get me back Spot."
"Youse don't get it. Spot aint a prize, youse can't get im back until he wants back. Deal wit it. Ise dealing out da truth. Something youse need ta hear before youse get yourself hoit." She walked over to the window. "And plus, he loves da chase."
"Youse always got sometin ta add."
"What does dat suppose ta mean?"
"Ise don't know."
"Look Sweetz, Ise came here ta talk ta me best friend about some leadership tings. But if youse need any help, call Jackey boy." I smiled at her knowing I could talk to her. With a smirk she left my room.
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"Hey Conlon!" Spot turned around to see Queenie running up ta him on the dusty streets.
"Heya Queens. Where youse been?"
"Around." SPot looked at her in a strange way. "Not dat way around." (DOes anybody get that? Cuase I do!)
"Ise knew dat. Well whyse were youse coming out of da Lodging House? Youse know dat Ise leave early."
"Had ta see dat goil Sweetz."
"Whyse?"
"Well it turns out dat she's getting ova youse finally."
"What are youse talking bout?"
"She's getting a new guy. She says shes over ya. She's done. She don't need ya anymore."
"But what bout what ise told ya?"
"And what part was dat? COuld it have been da part where youse wanted ta see Sweetz get jealous of youse and Merp, or was it da part where youse were telling me dat youse and Merp had da best night a couple a nights ago?"
"Youse know dat Ise don't wanna hoit anyones, especially Sweetz."
"Well guess what dumbass, youse already did. And she's not gonna deal wit your shit anymore."
"Ise tought wese were best friends."
"Best friends tell da outmost truth."
"So what am Ise gonna do? Ise just can't drop Merp and beg Sweetz."
"Whyse not? Ise always wanted ta see youse beg, Ise wanna see youse drop ta yer knees in da mudd begging her ta take yas back."
"Yer some cruel best friend." He laughed because he knew she was just being herself.
"Yas gotta expect dat out of mes."
"Yea Ise know. Well Ise gotta sell me papes."
"yea youse right. Spending too much money on do'se whores again, huh?" Spot hit her in the back of the head and she quickly socked him in the face. "Well Ise going off ta Manhattan. See yas." She walked off while Spot was still recovering from the punch.
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AN:/
Hey you guys, hope you like the chapter, I guess I was inspired by theLoneReeds story. I love your stories man! Well anyways i ran out of grapes, so im planting them and seeing if a grape tree comes out of the ground.
Spot: Ise don't tink grapes come from trees
Sami: Dey gotta
Spot: NO ise tink dey come from vines
Sami: Same thing
Spot: No its not
HEY MY STORY, MY MUSES, MY GRAPES!
keep reviewing