Hey all! Sorry it took me so long to update. FINALS SHOULD BE BANNED FROM
THE WORLD. Gee, that was clever. Lol. You know what, though! I was checking
out some profiles last night and I WAS ON SOMEONE'S FAVRITE STORIES LIST!
That person MUST be warped. Lol. I swear, crazy loons..hehe. Well, here's
chapter 19. Enjoy and PLEASE REVIEW!
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Randy was shaking in her boots, never before had she been so scared, devastated, and hopeless at the same time. She had just turned away the love of her life, she would probably never see him again. She held back the lump in her throat that was growing quickly. /I can't believe I'm never going to see him again./
Randy quickly snapped to her senses and looked at Venom, he still had that menacing smile on. What he had just said registered in her mind and she was scared half to death.
"Wh-what do you mean?" she said, knowing the answer quite well.
Venom's smile didn't change, but his eyes, those awful eyes, gave a flash of pleasure. Like the kind of pleasure someone gets while watching someone scream and writhe in pain. Randy shuddered quietly, looking into his horrible eyes.
He gave a short chuckle before looking back at her. "Well, as far as I see it, I'm going to make sure that the only thing you will be eating. . . . . . is me. Of course I'll keep you nourished enough to have you going strong.
Randy nearly wretched. The thought of him, the thought of what he said, the thought of Spot. . . . . .
But she refused to be intimidated by Venom, she wasn't going to let him get her if she had anything to do with it.
Unfortunately, she didn't.
Venom made his eyes quickly snap to some boys behind Randy. Before she could move they grabbed her and started to walk. She kicked and punched, swinging her arms as best she could. She managed to quickly get a punch in but she was cracked on the head with a stick for that.
It was useless, she was trapped.
Through her tangled mess of arms and legs she felt herself being thrown onto something that she thought was supposed to be soft, but was really hard and coarse. She stopped struggling and realized that she was lying on a bed.
Venom's bed.
/this can't be happening/ she thought to herself. I'm going to be forced to sleep with someone I don't love, I'm probably going to die, and I've lost the person I love most. Strangely enough, she was more worried about having lost Spot than she was about dying. Then, she knew why, she knew why she wasn't scared of dying. It was because she knew in her heart it wasn't worth living, no matter how long she actually would, if she couldn't be with Spot.
But the thing she was happy about, in the midst of all this she still found comfort, was that Spot was free. He was safe. He had gotten out and that was all that mattered. She knew that she was willing to sacrifice all that she had for him, and she did. And now was the time to pay for it.
Her whole body trembled as Venom approached her and the boys left the room. He sat down on the bed and slammed her down on the dirty and frayed pillows. Randy gritted her teeth, ready for what was to come. Venom smiled evilly and leaned down. Then, his lips touched hers. He crushed himself against her roughly and not at all in a tender way. His tongue slithered into her mouth, licking all around greedily. His hands moved up her shirt to the small of her back, pushing hard against it and letting his fingernails dig in.
After he took a breath he slammed his lips to Randy's again as a tear rolled down her cheek.
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Race, Jack, David, and all of the other Manhattan newsies were in a truly frantic state. Race had immediately run and found Jack, who then rounded up the other newsies as best as he could and formed search parties. A few groups of five or six had gone off to search in Manhattan, thinking she may have gone there. But the majority of the group stayed together, there wasn't anyway they were going to survive in Queens if they weren't in a large group. I suppose that's why most of them were so anxious.
"OK! Listen up!" shouted Jack. The newsies still chatted worriedly, practically running around in circles. David put two of his fingers in his mouth and gave a loud, shrill whistle that got everyone's attention. Jack gave him a grateful look and turned back toward the group of boys. "Randy is somewheres lost in Queens. We have to find her, and fast."
"Yeah, but Cowboy," interrupted a younger Manhattan newsie. "If she's lost in Queens, den how are wes gunna find 'er?"
Jack sighed dejectedly. "I don't knows, I don't knows." but then, he straightened up and the fire returned to his eyes. "But we will! And we're going to have to start now. We're going to look all over Queens, we'll search day and night if we have to! We've got to find her!" he yelled, sending a loud cheer from the newsies.
Jack hopped down from the boxes he had been standing on and started to lead the party to Queens. David and Race walked in front with him, both scared of entering Queens, but both extremely determined to find Randy.
"Jack, I knows wes gotta look for her, and believe me, I'm all for it. But we aint got much chance if we don't know where to look. Queens aint exactly da palm of me hand." Race said hesitantly.
"I know, Race. But wes got to try. It'll take a miracle to find her but-" He stopped, staring straight ahead.
"It can't be." muttered David.
"It just can't be." said Race, gulping.
"IT IS!"
Randy was shaking in her boots, never before had she been so scared, devastated, and hopeless at the same time. She had just turned away the love of her life, she would probably never see him again. She held back the lump in her throat that was growing quickly. /I can't believe I'm never going to see him again./
Randy quickly snapped to her senses and looked at Venom, he still had that menacing smile on. What he had just said registered in her mind and she was scared half to death.
"Wh-what do you mean?" she said, knowing the answer quite well.
Venom's smile didn't change, but his eyes, those awful eyes, gave a flash of pleasure. Like the kind of pleasure someone gets while watching someone scream and writhe in pain. Randy shuddered quietly, looking into his horrible eyes.
He gave a short chuckle before looking back at her. "Well, as far as I see it, I'm going to make sure that the only thing you will be eating. . . . . . is me. Of course I'll keep you nourished enough to have you going strong.
Randy nearly wretched. The thought of him, the thought of what he said, the thought of Spot. . . . . .
But she refused to be intimidated by Venom, she wasn't going to let him get her if she had anything to do with it.
Unfortunately, she didn't.
Venom made his eyes quickly snap to some boys behind Randy. Before she could move they grabbed her and started to walk. She kicked and punched, swinging her arms as best she could. She managed to quickly get a punch in but she was cracked on the head with a stick for that.
It was useless, she was trapped.
Through her tangled mess of arms and legs she felt herself being thrown onto something that she thought was supposed to be soft, but was really hard and coarse. She stopped struggling and realized that she was lying on a bed.
Venom's bed.
/this can't be happening/ she thought to herself. I'm going to be forced to sleep with someone I don't love, I'm probably going to die, and I've lost the person I love most. Strangely enough, she was more worried about having lost Spot than she was about dying. Then, she knew why, she knew why she wasn't scared of dying. It was because she knew in her heart it wasn't worth living, no matter how long she actually would, if she couldn't be with Spot.
But the thing she was happy about, in the midst of all this she still found comfort, was that Spot was free. He was safe. He had gotten out and that was all that mattered. She knew that she was willing to sacrifice all that she had for him, and she did. And now was the time to pay for it.
Her whole body trembled as Venom approached her and the boys left the room. He sat down on the bed and slammed her down on the dirty and frayed pillows. Randy gritted her teeth, ready for what was to come. Venom smiled evilly and leaned down. Then, his lips touched hers. He crushed himself against her roughly and not at all in a tender way. His tongue slithered into her mouth, licking all around greedily. His hands moved up her shirt to the small of her back, pushing hard against it and letting his fingernails dig in.
After he took a breath he slammed his lips to Randy's again as a tear rolled down her cheek.
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Race, Jack, David, and all of the other Manhattan newsies were in a truly frantic state. Race had immediately run and found Jack, who then rounded up the other newsies as best as he could and formed search parties. A few groups of five or six had gone off to search in Manhattan, thinking she may have gone there. But the majority of the group stayed together, there wasn't anyway they were going to survive in Queens if they weren't in a large group. I suppose that's why most of them were so anxious.
"OK! Listen up!" shouted Jack. The newsies still chatted worriedly, practically running around in circles. David put two of his fingers in his mouth and gave a loud, shrill whistle that got everyone's attention. Jack gave him a grateful look and turned back toward the group of boys. "Randy is somewheres lost in Queens. We have to find her, and fast."
"Yeah, but Cowboy," interrupted a younger Manhattan newsie. "If she's lost in Queens, den how are wes gunna find 'er?"
Jack sighed dejectedly. "I don't knows, I don't knows." but then, he straightened up and the fire returned to his eyes. "But we will! And we're going to have to start now. We're going to look all over Queens, we'll search day and night if we have to! We've got to find her!" he yelled, sending a loud cheer from the newsies.
Jack hopped down from the boxes he had been standing on and started to lead the party to Queens. David and Race walked in front with him, both scared of entering Queens, but both extremely determined to find Randy.
"Jack, I knows wes gotta look for her, and believe me, I'm all for it. But we aint got much chance if we don't know where to look. Queens aint exactly da palm of me hand." Race said hesitantly.
"I know, Race. But wes got to try. It'll take a miracle to find her but-" He stopped, staring straight ahead.
"It can't be." muttered David.
"It just can't be." said Race, gulping.
"IT IS!"