Queenies ~ If the description is wrong, then I'm sorry, tell me and I'll fix it.
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Sweetz's POV
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"Tanks again." I said as I fell on the couch.
"Just make yourself at home." He walked in to the bathroom, but left the door open. "You know your hospital bill was pretty big. I got to woik three shifts to pay it off."
"I'm sorry." I heard him turn the water on.
"So for payment for you, you will stay here and me my servant."
"Servant?" I sat up. "Youse kidding, right?"
"Sorry but I aint." He turned off the water. "And you won't be leaving this house unless you are escorted."
"What bout me friends?" He walked to where I was. We stood there staring at each other straight in the eyes.
"You are no longer to have friends. You will obey me and help me get my family back."
"What family? Youse have no family."
"I will get them back. I am determined."
"Dey won't come back. Yer da one day wanted them ta leave." He stepped towards me in a fashion of a madman.
"If you ever talk back to me again I promise that there won't be a tomorrow for you." He looked at me with his brown hair in his face giving him a physical feature of a lunatic. "You understand me?" I slightly nodded. I shivered in fear. Has he changed at all?
/Yes, hes actually letting you go out with escorts/
I thought. He left the room and I heard him lock it.
Skittery's POV
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I saw Queenies warm chocolate eyes change from anger to sadness during Soccer's story. (the brown blackish hair kid) She looked so beautiful with her dark hair flying in the wind. How could I ever get a girl like that. She was everything I've always wanted. She was beautiful, strong, and is the best girl in New York for slinging marbles. Everybody knows not to mess with Queens, because if you do then you mess with Brooklyn. One of the toughest territories out there. Spot will back up Queenie anytime, anywhere. Manhattan will back up Brooklyn, and Harlem will back up Manhattan. Its like an endless cycle.
"Skitts!" I looked over at a very pissed Queenie.
"Yea?" I asked.
"Wese gotta get Sweetz."
"She's gonna be fine and plus youse hoird Soccer. He don't know where his house is anymore."
"Soccer! What youse doing here?" We looked over to see Blink, Race, and Spot walking towards us. Soccer walked over to Blink and spit shook with him and then turned to Spot.
"Ise came here ta talk wit Spot."
"What's going on?" Spot asked.
"Well Ise need yer help."
"Whyse should Ise help ya?" He asked sternly while crossing his arms across his chest.
"Cause its gotta do wit Sweetz." Spot dropped his arms and grew more concerned by the second.
"What bout er?"
"Well, her fathers got 'er."
"And youse know dis how?"
"I'm her brudda."
"How do Ise know dis aint a trick?"
"Cause he's from me territory." Queenie stated. Spot looked at her unsure if he should believe her. He walked over to the steps of the Lodging House and sat down while putting his head in his hands.
Queenie's POV
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I've never seen Spot like this. He looked like someone ran over someone special. But he didn't have Sweetz, he had Merp. I know that he likes Sweetz, but I always thought he just wanted something from her and that was it. I walked over to him and put my hand on his back. I knew he needed a couple of minutes alone. I signaled the other boys inside.
"Youse okay dere Conlon?" He lifted his head and looked at me.
"Ise broke up wit Merp."
"Dats what's bothering youse?"
"Well no, do youse ever feel like yer losing everything?"
"Yea." I sadly said as I thought about Skittery.
"Well Ise lost Merp, and now, I'm losing Sweetz."
"What do youse mean?"
"Sweetz father is out to kill her. She aint coming back." He looked towards the road.
"You can't five up like dat."
Spots POV
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Was Queenie right? Was I giving up too soon? I love Sweetz as a close friend. I understood her and she understood me. She kept apologizing for our break up, when it was my fault. I was the one who let her get away. All she wanted was someone who cared for her, and I didn't show her that. I treated her like all the other girls I've 'been' with.
Be nice to them = nice prize in bed
Sweetz was different. She wasn't in a relationship for sex. All she wanted was to love and trust again
And what am I doing with Merp? I care for her. Maybe to the point where I might love her at a point. So why did I break up with her?
"Spot?" I looked over to Queenie and gave her a smile. "What are wese gonna do?" I had to get Sweetz, but I had to get Merp back. I couldn't let another person that I care for walk out of my life.
"I'm gonna get Merp." I ran off towards her house.
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Yea I know there was a lot of point of view changes, but it adds to the story I think.
Review please!
SaMi~!
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Sweetz's POV
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"Tanks again." I said as I fell on the couch.
"Just make yourself at home." He walked in to the bathroom, but left the door open. "You know your hospital bill was pretty big. I got to woik three shifts to pay it off."
"I'm sorry." I heard him turn the water on.
"So for payment for you, you will stay here and me my servant."
"Servant?" I sat up. "Youse kidding, right?"
"Sorry but I aint." He turned off the water. "And you won't be leaving this house unless you are escorted."
"What bout me friends?" He walked to where I was. We stood there staring at each other straight in the eyes.
"You are no longer to have friends. You will obey me and help me get my family back."
"What family? Youse have no family."
"I will get them back. I am determined."
"Dey won't come back. Yer da one day wanted them ta leave." He stepped towards me in a fashion of a madman.
"If you ever talk back to me again I promise that there won't be a tomorrow for you." He looked at me with his brown hair in his face giving him a physical feature of a lunatic. "You understand me?" I slightly nodded. I shivered in fear. Has he changed at all?
/Yes, hes actually letting you go out with escorts/
I thought. He left the room and I heard him lock it.
Skittery's POV
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I saw Queenies warm chocolate eyes change from anger to sadness during Soccer's story. (the brown blackish hair kid) She looked so beautiful with her dark hair flying in the wind. How could I ever get a girl like that. She was everything I've always wanted. She was beautiful, strong, and is the best girl in New York for slinging marbles. Everybody knows not to mess with Queens, because if you do then you mess with Brooklyn. One of the toughest territories out there. Spot will back up Queenie anytime, anywhere. Manhattan will back up Brooklyn, and Harlem will back up Manhattan. Its like an endless cycle.
"Skitts!" I looked over at a very pissed Queenie.
"Yea?" I asked.
"Wese gotta get Sweetz."
"She's gonna be fine and plus youse hoird Soccer. He don't know where his house is anymore."
"Soccer! What youse doing here?" We looked over to see Blink, Race, and Spot walking towards us. Soccer walked over to Blink and spit shook with him and then turned to Spot.
"Ise came here ta talk wit Spot."
"What's going on?" Spot asked.
"Well Ise need yer help."
"Whyse should Ise help ya?" He asked sternly while crossing his arms across his chest.
"Cause its gotta do wit Sweetz." Spot dropped his arms and grew more concerned by the second.
"What bout er?"
"Well, her fathers got 'er."
"And youse know dis how?"
"I'm her brudda."
"How do Ise know dis aint a trick?"
"Cause he's from me territory." Queenie stated. Spot looked at her unsure if he should believe her. He walked over to the steps of the Lodging House and sat down while putting his head in his hands.
Queenie's POV
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I've never seen Spot like this. He looked like someone ran over someone special. But he didn't have Sweetz, he had Merp. I know that he likes Sweetz, but I always thought he just wanted something from her and that was it. I walked over to him and put my hand on his back. I knew he needed a couple of minutes alone. I signaled the other boys inside.
"Youse okay dere Conlon?" He lifted his head and looked at me.
"Ise broke up wit Merp."
"Dats what's bothering youse?"
"Well no, do youse ever feel like yer losing everything?"
"Yea." I sadly said as I thought about Skittery.
"Well Ise lost Merp, and now, I'm losing Sweetz."
"What do youse mean?"
"Sweetz father is out to kill her. She aint coming back." He looked towards the road.
"You can't five up like dat."
Spots POV
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Was Queenie right? Was I giving up too soon? I love Sweetz as a close friend. I understood her and she understood me. She kept apologizing for our break up, when it was my fault. I was the one who let her get away. All she wanted was someone who cared for her, and I didn't show her that. I treated her like all the other girls I've 'been' with.
Be nice to them = nice prize in bed
Sweetz was different. She wasn't in a relationship for sex. All she wanted was to love and trust again
And what am I doing with Merp? I care for her. Maybe to the point where I might love her at a point. So why did I break up with her?
"Spot?" I looked over to Queenie and gave her a smile. "What are wese gonna do?" I had to get Sweetz, but I had to get Merp back. I couldn't let another person that I care for walk out of my life.
"I'm gonna get Merp." I ran off towards her house.
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Yea I know there was a lot of point of view changes, but it adds to the story I think.
Review please!
SaMi~!