Here's another chapter!!!! Shout-outs at bottom
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Sweetz's POV
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After we were done at the restaurant, we walked the road down to his house. This would be my old home.
"So where are you staying?" My father asked me.
"Anywhere Ise guess."
"You want to stay with me. I have plenty of room." I looked at him unsurely. He beat me up before, how do I know he will not do it again? "Samantha?"
"Umm….tanks." He smiled and we walked to 'our' home in silence.
Queenies POV
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"So Skitts, what are wese?" I said as I sat on his lap by the window.
"What do youse mean?" He asked as he put his arm around my waist and the other on the floor to balance himself.
"Like are wese just fooling 'round?"
"Ise don't know, It's not like Ise asked ya ta be me goil." He said with confusion and regret in his eyes.
"Yea, youse are so right." I said as I got off his lap slowly removing my hand off his chest. "Den Ise guess it wouldn't be wrong if Ise told ya day it stops now." I walked away feeling although my heart shatter with every step. I quickly went to the door of the bunkroom and I looked back to Skittery, he was looking back and I turned around in time to feel a tear roll down my cheek. I never cried.
"Queens?" I turned around to see Rocket climbing up the stairs. I quickly wiped away my tear and looked back at her.
"Yea?"
"Youse crying?"
"No. What's it to ya?"
"Ise was just wondering." She walked up and to the door. As she was entering, I grabbed her arm and turned her around so she was looking at me.
"Where's Sweetz?"
"Last time I saw her she was looking fer a place ta stay on da streets."
"Whyse couldn't she stay here?"
"No room."
"What bout Brooklyn?"
"She don't want ta go dere." A voice came from the stairs. I looked over and saw that it was Jack.
"She still could have slept on da floor here Jackey boy." I yelled at him. Sweetz was tough but not too tough. I walked down the stairs and ran out of the Lodging House. Why couldn't anything go right? I stopped abruptly and looked around. Where could she be?
"Hey wait up!" I looked over and saw Skittery walking up to me.
"What do yas want?" I said cold and harshly.
"Whyse dontcha stay here tonight."
"Whyse?"
"Its too late ta be out."
"Ise can handle meself. And plus I'm looking fer Sweetz."
"Did youse say Sweetz?" A boy with dark brown, blackish hair came up to us.
"Yea Ise did. What's it to ya?"
"Well she's me sista. And Ise looking fer Spot. And he aint in Brooklyn."
"Whyse do ya need Spot?"
"Cause me sista might be in trouble."
"Whyse do ya say dat?"
"She went home wit me father."
"What's so bad bout dat?"
"He hits her!"
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Shout outs!
People, I know I'm bad at this updating thing. But the thing is, I was in Vegas and now I'm back
Spot: Yea and she had a lousy time
Shut up. No I didn't.
Spot: Yea, parents making fun of you must be a real thrill ::says it in a sarcastic tone::
Anyways, I'd really appreciate reviews
Spot: Dey make her smile
Yea, so please make me smile……please?!?!?!?!?
3 always
SaMi~!
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Sweetz's POV
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After we were done at the restaurant, we walked the road down to his house. This would be my old home.
"So where are you staying?" My father asked me.
"Anywhere Ise guess."
"You want to stay with me. I have plenty of room." I looked at him unsurely. He beat me up before, how do I know he will not do it again? "Samantha?"
"Umm….tanks." He smiled and we walked to 'our' home in silence.
Queenies POV
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"So Skitts, what are wese?" I said as I sat on his lap by the window.
"What do youse mean?" He asked as he put his arm around my waist and the other on the floor to balance himself.
"Like are wese just fooling 'round?"
"Ise don't know, It's not like Ise asked ya ta be me goil." He said with confusion and regret in his eyes.
"Yea, youse are so right." I said as I got off his lap slowly removing my hand off his chest. "Den Ise guess it wouldn't be wrong if Ise told ya day it stops now." I walked away feeling although my heart shatter with every step. I quickly went to the door of the bunkroom and I looked back to Skittery, he was looking back and I turned around in time to feel a tear roll down my cheek. I never cried.
"Queens?" I turned around to see Rocket climbing up the stairs. I quickly wiped away my tear and looked back at her.
"Yea?"
"Youse crying?"
"No. What's it to ya?"
"Ise was just wondering." She walked up and to the door. As she was entering, I grabbed her arm and turned her around so she was looking at me.
"Where's Sweetz?"
"Last time I saw her she was looking fer a place ta stay on da streets."
"Whyse couldn't she stay here?"
"No room."
"What bout Brooklyn?"
"She don't want ta go dere." A voice came from the stairs. I looked over and saw that it was Jack.
"She still could have slept on da floor here Jackey boy." I yelled at him. Sweetz was tough but not too tough. I walked down the stairs and ran out of the Lodging House. Why couldn't anything go right? I stopped abruptly and looked around. Where could she be?
"Hey wait up!" I looked over and saw Skittery walking up to me.
"What do yas want?" I said cold and harshly.
"Whyse dontcha stay here tonight."
"Whyse?"
"Its too late ta be out."
"Ise can handle meself. And plus I'm looking fer Sweetz."
"Did youse say Sweetz?" A boy with dark brown, blackish hair came up to us.
"Yea Ise did. What's it to ya?"
"Well she's me sista. And Ise looking fer Spot. And he aint in Brooklyn."
"Whyse do ya need Spot?"
"Cause me sista might be in trouble."
"Whyse do ya say dat?"
"She went home wit me father."
"What's so bad bout dat?"
"He hits her!"
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Shout outs!
People, I know I'm bad at this updating thing. But the thing is, I was in Vegas and now I'm back
Spot: Yea and she had a lousy time
Shut up. No I didn't.
Spot: Yea, parents making fun of you must be a real thrill ::says it in a sarcastic tone::
Anyways, I'd really appreciate reviews
Spot: Dey make her smile
Yea, so please make me smile……please?!?!?!?!?
3 always
SaMi~!