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Spot sat on the bunk with his head in his hands. He didn't know what to do about the whole situation. Sara was in the corner, near tears no doubt. He couldn't even look at her let alone speak after what had happened that day. Mellie had come back. Mellie. The girl he had sworn he'd marry was back from the dead and now he had Sara. A girl that had pledged her life to him, broken vows for him. "Sara..." He managed to whisper.
"Yeah?" She answered, hoarsely. "What's up Spot?"
"I ain't leavin'. You know dat right?"
"So you told me earlier. I don't know if I believe you though."
"You gotta believe me baby! I love ya an' I wouldn't give ya up for da world. Or for more den dat even!"
Sara stood up and wiped the tears from her face. "But you love her too. You even said so." She strode to the window and griped the windowpane tightly. "You're killing me."
"How da ya think I feel?!"
"Nothing compared to this. I'm losing you. The hardest thing in life is to have to watch the one you love, love someone else..."
"I don't love anyone else like I love you!"
"You love Melody! Don't try to lie about it Spot you love her!"
"So I do. But its not the same as you. I would die for you an' I would kill for ya Sara. I wouldn't do dat for her."
"My father was the one that took her from you and you choose me over her?"
"I do."
She looked at him. "I have to go..." She sobbed and took off through the fire exit.
Sara couldn't take the pain emanating from Spot anymore. He was so confused about himself at the moment. She was going to Manhattan to stay for a while. Striker and Ace were there and they would help her out until she knew what she was doing.
She walked into the Lodging House an hour later, wet due to the rain outside. "Hey Kloppman. Where are the boys?"
The old man smiled at her. "Why they are upstairs Little Bird. What's wrong?"
"Nothing important Kloppman. Just relationship problems."
"Conlon hit you again?!"
"No! He didn't do that on purpose in the first place..." She shivered at the thought and her hand wandered to the base of her neck where the scar from that fight was.
"Heya Sara Porter!" Racetrack shouted as he ran down the steps and hugged her. "Hey youse soaked to da skin! What da hell ya been doing? Walkin in da rain?"
"Yeah. Can we talk Race?"
Race gave her a look of confusion before leading her into Kloppman's office. "What's on ya mind?"
She smiled sadly before breaking down. Tears rolled down her face as she whispered, "Mellie came back today. She wasn't dead. They thought she was but she only had memory loss. She gained it back though and now she wants Kyle."
Race sat down and put an arm over her shoulders. "He won't leave ya. Hey," He tilted her face up. "If I know Kyle Conlon like dey say I do, he ain't gonna leave ya for dat."
"But he loves her! He always has! I don't know what I'm going to do if he goes back to her. I love him and I always will no matter where he goes. I'm happy if he's happy but if he goes back to her it'll kill me."
"I know it will. Did ya talk ta his bruddah?" Race asked, cocking his head toward the stairs to indicate Ace.
"He was there when it happened. I'm surprised he didn't tell you."
"He said somethin 'bout you two fightin or havin a go at it. But youse done dat before so none a' us took it as a problem."
"It wasn't a problem until she came back to the Lodging House.
Flashback
"Kyle, you know I love you! You can't just leave me heah wit no one in da woild! Ya said ya'd never love anyone else evah!"
"I did but I changed Mell! I love Sara. She brought me outta a depression I thought I'd never get out of."
"I don't think that's entirely true Spot! You was in a depression cause I was considered dead! I woulda done it too!"
"Just come back tomorrow and I'll give ya me answer."
Mellie glared at him and then pushed Sara out of the way to walk out the door.
"Race...he can't leave me!"
"I know. C'mon. Let's go see Ace and Jack. Striker and Jaws are dere. Maybe dey can cheer ya up?"
Sara nodded and allowed herself to be lead out of the room without telling him the true problem. The real reason he COULDN'T leave her. 'I wish I could tell him and have it be that easy...'She thought. She knew she couldn't though. Telling Spot would take his freedom and his boys from him. She couldn't do that. It would kill her to see him lose that. If worst came to worst she could leave the city and never tell him, though if he found out from someone else, it would break his heart.
Ace broke her daydream with a hug. "What happened wit my bruddah?"
"Nothing. Mellie is coming back tomorrow to see who he chooses. He has to choose. Its scaring me."
"I know," Striker jumped down from the bunk on to Sara.
"GET OFF!" She snapped as she pushed the other girl away. "I'm sorry...I'm just scared."
Striker looked at her. "I understand. C'mon. Talk ta me an' Jaws. We always gots da answers."
Spot sat on the bunk with his head in his hands. He didn't know what to do about the whole situation. Sara was in the corner, near tears no doubt. He couldn't even look at her let alone speak after what had happened that day. Mellie had come back. Mellie. The girl he had sworn he'd marry was back from the dead and now he had Sara. A girl that had pledged her life to him, broken vows for him. "Sara..." He managed to whisper.
"Yeah?" She answered, hoarsely. "What's up Spot?"
"I ain't leavin'. You know dat right?"
"So you told me earlier. I don't know if I believe you though."
"You gotta believe me baby! I love ya an' I wouldn't give ya up for da world. Or for more den dat even!"
Sara stood up and wiped the tears from her face. "But you love her too. You even said so." She strode to the window and griped the windowpane tightly. "You're killing me."
"How da ya think I feel?!"
"Nothing compared to this. I'm losing you. The hardest thing in life is to have to watch the one you love, love someone else..."
"I don't love anyone else like I love you!"
"You love Melody! Don't try to lie about it Spot you love her!"
"So I do. But its not the same as you. I would die for you an' I would kill for ya Sara. I wouldn't do dat for her."
"My father was the one that took her from you and you choose me over her?"
"I do."
She looked at him. "I have to go..." She sobbed and took off through the fire exit.
Sara couldn't take the pain emanating from Spot anymore. He was so confused about himself at the moment. She was going to Manhattan to stay for a while. Striker and Ace were there and they would help her out until she knew what she was doing.
She walked into the Lodging House an hour later, wet due to the rain outside. "Hey Kloppman. Where are the boys?"
The old man smiled at her. "Why they are upstairs Little Bird. What's wrong?"
"Nothing important Kloppman. Just relationship problems."
"Conlon hit you again?!"
"No! He didn't do that on purpose in the first place..." She shivered at the thought and her hand wandered to the base of her neck where the scar from that fight was.
"Heya Sara Porter!" Racetrack shouted as he ran down the steps and hugged her. "Hey youse soaked to da skin! What da hell ya been doing? Walkin in da rain?"
"Yeah. Can we talk Race?"
Race gave her a look of confusion before leading her into Kloppman's office. "What's on ya mind?"
She smiled sadly before breaking down. Tears rolled down her face as she whispered, "Mellie came back today. She wasn't dead. They thought she was but she only had memory loss. She gained it back though and now she wants Kyle."
Race sat down and put an arm over her shoulders. "He won't leave ya. Hey," He tilted her face up. "If I know Kyle Conlon like dey say I do, he ain't gonna leave ya for dat."
"But he loves her! He always has! I don't know what I'm going to do if he goes back to her. I love him and I always will no matter where he goes. I'm happy if he's happy but if he goes back to her it'll kill me."
"I know it will. Did ya talk ta his bruddah?" Race asked, cocking his head toward the stairs to indicate Ace.
"He was there when it happened. I'm surprised he didn't tell you."
"He said somethin 'bout you two fightin or havin a go at it. But youse done dat before so none a' us took it as a problem."
"It wasn't a problem until she came back to the Lodging House.
Flashback
"Kyle, you know I love you! You can't just leave me heah wit no one in da woild! Ya said ya'd never love anyone else evah!"
"I did but I changed Mell! I love Sara. She brought me outta a depression I thought I'd never get out of."
"I don't think that's entirely true Spot! You was in a depression cause I was considered dead! I woulda done it too!"
"Just come back tomorrow and I'll give ya me answer."
Mellie glared at him and then pushed Sara out of the way to walk out the door.
"Race...he can't leave me!"
"I know. C'mon. Let's go see Ace and Jack. Striker and Jaws are dere. Maybe dey can cheer ya up?"
Sara nodded and allowed herself to be lead out of the room without telling him the true problem. The real reason he COULDN'T leave her. 'I wish I could tell him and have it be that easy...'She thought. She knew she couldn't though. Telling Spot would take his freedom and his boys from him. She couldn't do that. It would kill her to see him lose that. If worst came to worst she could leave the city and never tell him, though if he found out from someone else, it would break his heart.
Ace broke her daydream with a hug. "What happened wit my bruddah?"
"Nothing. Mellie is coming back tomorrow to see who he chooses. He has to choose. Its scaring me."
"I know," Striker jumped down from the bunk on to Sara.
"GET OFF!" She snapped as she pushed the other girl away. "I'm sorry...I'm just scared."
Striker looked at her. "I understand. C'mon. Talk ta me an' Jaws. We always gots da answers."