Chapter 6
Spot opened the door to see the one person Feisty dreaded the most. This boy just walked into my room. He just pushed Spot out of the way and walked straight toward Feisty. I looked between the boy and Feisty who had a terrified look on her face.
"I knew you'd probably come lookin' for Spot. Now that ya found, you're gonna come home with me." The boy said.
"I ain't goin' home. I ain't goin' back Tracker." Feisty said as calmly as she could.
"Yes you are Feisty. Dad is worried sick about ya. Now come on." Tracker said.
"She said she didn't wanna go." Spot said with an angry look in his eyes.
"Stay out of it Spot. It's not your concern." Tracker said looking at Spot.
"It does concern me. She's my sister too. So yes it does concern me." Spot said moving between Tracker and Feisty. I just watched everything. I didn't what to do. I mean, it was between family members so I didn't want to butt into it.
"Spot move outta da way."
"No."
"Fine, but I'll be back when ya least expect it." Tracker warned and walked out the door.
Feisty breathed a sigh of relief as did Spot and I.
"Thank you Spot." Feisty said giving him a big hug.
"I told ya before that I wouldn't let ya go back and I won't, I promise."
"Thank you so much."
I was so relieved that that was over with, but I had a feeling that Tracker would be back soon and that he would bring a bunch of his friends.
Everything was going great after that. Feisty had met David and they had fallen in love. It took Spot a little time to accept it, but with Jack's and my convincing he finally accepted it. Feisty couldn't have found a better guy. We all knew David would take care of her and love her with all his heart. Feisty, Spot, and I had pushed Tracker to the back of our minds, but the thing we dreaded the most happened.
Tracker did come back and luckily without friends. Spot fought to keep Feisty here, but Tracker wouldn't give up. Everyday he would show up and persist that Feisty go with him but everyday he got the same answer. Sometimes he would come when Spot and Feisty weren't there. He would then wait until they came back. One day I decided to give a piece of my mind. I told him that he should let Feisty stay. That she was happy here. Tracker told me to butt out and that it was none of my business. Excuse me?! None of my business? If it happens in my house it sure as hell is my business. Of course I told him then he proceed to tell me to watch my back then he walked out. I guess I kinda deserved that threat. I did make him mad. I stood there in shock for a little while until Spot walked in. I guess he had seen Tracker walking out and had a few words with him. Choice words I might add. So Spot knew the threat against me. Spot looked at me and just shook his head.
"Why'd ya say that?" he asked me.
"Because it's true. Spot, what goes on in my house IS my business." I answered him.
"Now I got two people ta protect." He said more to himself than to me.
"Don't worry about. I'll be fine. Worry more about Feisty. Plus, Tracker probably won't do anything anyways." I said.
"Tracker'll do exactly what he said he'd do. Chicago don't bluff. They actually act on it." Spot said looking at me.
"Look, sweetheart, everything's gonna be fine. I won't let anythin' happen ta ya, ok? He said walking toward me and wrapping his arms around me.
"Ok." I said quietly.
"Look, I'll have ta go with ya everywhere so nothin' happens to ya. I'll ask ya mom to call the school and let them know I'll be with ya."
"Ok."
I really didn't mind that at all. I got to see him all the time now. The only thing was, he had to quite selling so he couldn't earn a living. I felt horrible about that and I tried to convince him that I'd be fine at school but he wouldn't listen. He said it was for my own good. I think he just wanted to be around me and he probably figured he didn't need to make a living cause there was always food at my house so he never went hungry and it was a lot warmer.
So anyways, my mom called the school and explained my situation and they agreed that it would be fine for Spot to come with me. So the next day, Spot was with me the entire day. He went to all my classes with me. On the way home, I asked him how he liked school. He said that he had learned so much and he couldn't wait to go back.
I have to say that I admire his enthusiasm. I've never had that much enthusiasm for school. I've always hated getting up at 6:30 in the morning but I realize that in order to get a good job, you have to graduate high school and go to college. See, Spot's enthusiasm comes from the fact that he's never had really had any formal education and with all the thing's that have happened since 1900, he was learning things people then never know even happen. The one problem with knowing the future is that you can't go back and tell everyone cause if they even believe you it would change history and that could have major complications.
The months seem to fly by and we hadn't seen or heard from Tracker. We figured he had given up and went back to Chicago but Jack had seen him roaming around Manhattan probably waiting for the perfect moment to take Feisty and head back to Chicago but he never did. Jack told us Tracker had had plenty of opportunities but never acted. We all wondered what he could be doing.
One day, Feisty, Spot, David, and I were lounging around my room when there was a soft knock on my door.
"Come in." I called. The door opened and in walked a police officer (one from 1900).
"Is there a Feisty Conlon here?" the police officer asked.
"That's me." Feisty replied standing up. "What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry Miss but there's been an accident." The officer said.
"An accident?" Feisty asked looking confused.
"Yes, your brother was run over by a runaway carriage. He didn't make it. I'm sorry." The officer explained.
"You mean he's dead?" Feisty asked trying to hold back the tears.
"I'm sorry Miss." The officer said sadly.
Feisty let the tears come and she burst into sobs. Spot moved toward her and held her as she cried. David made no move to comfort her. He figured she probably needed her brother's comfort right now. She needed family support. He would comfort her later if need be. Nobody noticed the officer leave quietly.
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AN: hey! I'm sorry it took me so long to update. I've had writers block lately and a lot has been happening in my world. I hope to have chapter 7 written and posted as soon as possible. Please review. I love reviews.
Spot: she does. no really she does. you should hear her when she opens her email and sees that someone reviewed her story. it's quit funny. she makes this little squealing noise.
*glares at him* thank you Spot. well, I really hope you enjoyed this chapter. I think I could have written better but that's ok.
Bye
*~Dreamer Conlon~*