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A/n-Thank you all you reviewers! Jocelyn (Hope I spelled your name
right!), JustDuck, and Angelfish. Chach I see no reviews from you! You
are making me angry! Not. I don't get angry with you! Hee hee hee.
Sara sat on the bunk talking to Chach and Nae.
"So Spot Conlon likes ya Sara? Now dat is a chance any goil in New York would jump on. Literally," Chach said.
Sara frowned and snapped, "Don't be a pervert about him! You don't even know him like I do."
"Nor do we wanna Sara," Nae added.
"NAE! Stop-it! Spot is really cool unlike you two! You're just sick and perverted! Oh by the way Nae? Skipper likes you. He told me."
"SCORE!!!!"
"Uhhhhhhhhh?" Chach looked skeptically at Nae. "Are ya awright?"
"I'm so happy! Yay!" Nae shouted and danced around the room. (A/n Nae dancing dressed as a cracker.lol)
The door opened and Spot came in. He ducked as Nae, who was leaping like a ballerina, nearly smacked him.
"I'm not gonna ask about her cause it's just to scary right now but are ya goils ready. We'se leavin," he said as he stared at Nae. "Is she mental?"
"Yes and yes," Sara answered. Nae slapped her playfully. "Let's go." She stood up and took Spot's hand. She smiled up at him and he smiled back. 'He's got the most gorgeous eyes I've ever seen. You can tell exactly what he's thinking if you know him.' Sara thought.
'She's gotta be da prettiest goil I'se evah seen an' I'se seen a lot a goils.' Spot told himself.
Chach caught the look and said; "Okay love boids lets go before Pulitzer dies of old age!"
"Hopefully dat's soon!" Jack said as he hooked arms with Joz. She grinned.
Race smiled and took Chach's hand and led the group downstairs.
"Since when did Race even think about goils?" Spot whispered the question to Sara.
She answered quietly, "Since Chach told him, out of the blue one morning that he was the cutest thing she's seen." He nodded and rolled his eyes.
"She seems like pretty energetic person don't she?"
"Trust me on this: She is, but she's also the best friend in the world. (A/n really, she is!) She's really trustworthy and fun to be around. If any of us deserve better than this it's her."
"I don't really really know her so I can't judge."
"Okay then don't." He smiled at her and they walked to Medda's.
Sara laughed as Race (so very obviously) flirted with Medda and Chach frowned and glared.
"Oh calm down Chach! It's not like he has a chance!"
"I know but it bugs me all da same!" She looked up to see David whisper something to Spot and point. Spot nodded and grabbed her arm. "We gotta go. C'mon hurry up!"
"What happened?" She asked. The whistle blew and she figured it out. Bulls! She grabbed Chach's arm and let Spot drag them out. He motioned for his boys to follow him and they did.
Sara felt an arm wrap around her waist and she screamed. Spot turned to see a bull start dragging her away.
"Let go! Let go of me or I'll tell everyone what happened to Marie!"
Spot knocked the bull over and struggled to hold him down. The man finally pinned Spot to the ground and held him there.
"Let go of him Dad!" She shouted. Spot stared at her. 'Dad? Is this her dad?' He asked himself.
Benjamin looked down at him. "I see my lovely little daughter hasn't told you her daddy's a cop did she? C'mon Kyle! Don't you remember me?"
Flashback(Spot)
The rain poured over his body like ice and made his skin burn. He could still hear the bull chasing him. He definitly chose the wrong night to get drunk. He collapsed from exhaustion and the bull caught him. He didn't bother to take him in.
"Get up Spot! Get up he'll catch you," Mellie screamed. Mellie? God did he miss Mellie. He had loved her. It was to late for that now though.
"I'll see that every lousy orphan in this god forsaken city dies while I'm here!" he shouted.
Even though he knew he shouldn't mouth off to the man he did. "I ain't no orphan dumbass!"
The bull pulled a nightstick out and hit Mellie over the head so hard Spot heard her skull crack. She was dead.
"MELLIE! NO!" Spot screamed and tackled the bull. He beat him until the man wished he was dead and more. He stood up and fell, dizzy, to the ground. He woke up later in the lodging house but he never found out where Mellie's body had been taken too. He had been told she was dead though.
Present time
He turned away. This was to much. He didn't care if Ben killed him right then and there. Mellie was gone. Ben had taken the only person who he had ever cared about. Ben pulled him by the arm out to the station. Most of the Manhattan newsies were already there. He looked at Race.
"Hey Spot! How's it?" He stopped at the look on Spot's face. "What happened? Ya best friend die?"
"No. I did."
"Spot? What's wrong? Ya nevah like dis," Jack said.
"I can't do dis anymore! Dat's what's wrong!" He slid down the wall to the floor and put his head in his hands. "It's to much! He's Sara's dad! How can evah even look at her again without seein his stupid ass face leanin ovah me?"
"Um? Spot are ya havin a noivous breakdown or somethin?" Race asked.
"No! Da same bull dat killed Mellie last year is Sara's dad!"
"Holy shit! No way!" Nae yelled.
"Yeah he is! I don't wanna live anymore!"
"Spot take it easy! C'mon. Sara ain't like dat or she wouldn't a' run away. Did her dad get her?"
"No. Shots and Chach got her out. I don't get it. Why does all dis stuff happen ta people who can't take anymore?"
"Fate don't give ya nothin ya can't handle Spot," Skipper added. "Don't let it beat cha. Keep dis thought in ya head: Brooklyn still needs ya."
"Skipper, we was beat when we was born," Spot answered
a/n-How'd you like it? Keep reviewing! I love reviews! Oh and only e- mail me at lala_belle@graffiti.net because if you email me at the aol one it's my parent's and they don't like getting my mail.
Sara sat on the bunk talking to Chach and Nae.
"So Spot Conlon likes ya Sara? Now dat is a chance any goil in New York would jump on. Literally," Chach said.
Sara frowned and snapped, "Don't be a pervert about him! You don't even know him like I do."
"Nor do we wanna Sara," Nae added.
"NAE! Stop-it! Spot is really cool unlike you two! You're just sick and perverted! Oh by the way Nae? Skipper likes you. He told me."
"SCORE!!!!"
"Uhhhhhhhhh?" Chach looked skeptically at Nae. "Are ya awright?"
"I'm so happy! Yay!" Nae shouted and danced around the room. (A/n Nae dancing dressed as a cracker.lol)
The door opened and Spot came in. He ducked as Nae, who was leaping like a ballerina, nearly smacked him.
"I'm not gonna ask about her cause it's just to scary right now but are ya goils ready. We'se leavin," he said as he stared at Nae. "Is she mental?"
"Yes and yes," Sara answered. Nae slapped her playfully. "Let's go." She stood up and took Spot's hand. She smiled up at him and he smiled back. 'He's got the most gorgeous eyes I've ever seen. You can tell exactly what he's thinking if you know him.' Sara thought.
'She's gotta be da prettiest goil I'se evah seen an' I'se seen a lot a goils.' Spot told himself.
Chach caught the look and said; "Okay love boids lets go before Pulitzer dies of old age!"
"Hopefully dat's soon!" Jack said as he hooked arms with Joz. She grinned.
Race smiled and took Chach's hand and led the group downstairs.
"Since when did Race even think about goils?" Spot whispered the question to Sara.
She answered quietly, "Since Chach told him, out of the blue one morning that he was the cutest thing she's seen." He nodded and rolled his eyes.
"She seems like pretty energetic person don't she?"
"Trust me on this: She is, but she's also the best friend in the world. (A/n really, she is!) She's really trustworthy and fun to be around. If any of us deserve better than this it's her."
"I don't really really know her so I can't judge."
"Okay then don't." He smiled at her and they walked to Medda's.
Sara laughed as Race (so very obviously) flirted with Medda and Chach frowned and glared.
"Oh calm down Chach! It's not like he has a chance!"
"I know but it bugs me all da same!" She looked up to see David whisper something to Spot and point. Spot nodded and grabbed her arm. "We gotta go. C'mon hurry up!"
"What happened?" She asked. The whistle blew and she figured it out. Bulls! She grabbed Chach's arm and let Spot drag them out. He motioned for his boys to follow him and they did.
Sara felt an arm wrap around her waist and she screamed. Spot turned to see a bull start dragging her away.
"Let go! Let go of me or I'll tell everyone what happened to Marie!"
Spot knocked the bull over and struggled to hold him down. The man finally pinned Spot to the ground and held him there.
"Let go of him Dad!" She shouted. Spot stared at her. 'Dad? Is this her dad?' He asked himself.
Benjamin looked down at him. "I see my lovely little daughter hasn't told you her daddy's a cop did she? C'mon Kyle! Don't you remember me?"
Flashback(Spot)
The rain poured over his body like ice and made his skin burn. He could still hear the bull chasing him. He definitly chose the wrong night to get drunk. He collapsed from exhaustion and the bull caught him. He didn't bother to take him in.
"Get up Spot! Get up he'll catch you," Mellie screamed. Mellie? God did he miss Mellie. He had loved her. It was to late for that now though.
"I'll see that every lousy orphan in this god forsaken city dies while I'm here!" he shouted.
Even though he knew he shouldn't mouth off to the man he did. "I ain't no orphan dumbass!"
The bull pulled a nightstick out and hit Mellie over the head so hard Spot heard her skull crack. She was dead.
"MELLIE! NO!" Spot screamed and tackled the bull. He beat him until the man wished he was dead and more. He stood up and fell, dizzy, to the ground. He woke up later in the lodging house but he never found out where Mellie's body had been taken too. He had been told she was dead though.
Present time
He turned away. This was to much. He didn't care if Ben killed him right then and there. Mellie was gone. Ben had taken the only person who he had ever cared about. Ben pulled him by the arm out to the station. Most of the Manhattan newsies were already there. He looked at Race.
"Hey Spot! How's it?" He stopped at the look on Spot's face. "What happened? Ya best friend die?"
"No. I did."
"Spot? What's wrong? Ya nevah like dis," Jack said.
"I can't do dis anymore! Dat's what's wrong!" He slid down the wall to the floor and put his head in his hands. "It's to much! He's Sara's dad! How can evah even look at her again without seein his stupid ass face leanin ovah me?"
"Um? Spot are ya havin a noivous breakdown or somethin?" Race asked.
"No! Da same bull dat killed Mellie last year is Sara's dad!"
"Holy shit! No way!" Nae yelled.
"Yeah he is! I don't wanna live anymore!"
"Spot take it easy! C'mon. Sara ain't like dat or she wouldn't a' run away. Did her dad get her?"
"No. Shots and Chach got her out. I don't get it. Why does all dis stuff happen ta people who can't take anymore?"
"Fate don't give ya nothin ya can't handle Spot," Skipper added. "Don't let it beat cha. Keep dis thought in ya head: Brooklyn still needs ya."
"Skipper, we was beat when we was born," Spot answered
a/n-How'd you like it? Keep reviewing! I love reviews! Oh and only e- mail me at lala_belle@graffiti.net because if you email me at the aol one it's my parent's and they don't like getting my mail.