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I stalked down the streets of New York, heading for Manhattan. I kicked a bottle that lay in my path and it shattered against a wall. I was incredibly angry. He couldn't keep me out of his life forever. That wasn't going to work. I was just as powerful as he was and I was nicer. I burst into Jack's lodging house, anger staining my cheeks red.
"Hey Storm. Why ya heah?"
"That bastard threw me out!"
Jack stared. "Spot? What did ya do?"
"Kissed the new girl. He wanted her."
"Oh dat ain't good."
"No it's not. Can I stay here?"
"Sure. Go upstairs. Da oddah boys are in bed awready. Dere's an empty bunk above Race now."
I nodded and went upstairs, climbing into the bed. I shut my eyes tight. If Spot put one finger on Cobalt, I'd kill him.
"Pourquoi vous faites que vous âne sourd-muet ! Même si il est allé il ne signifiera pas que je serai votre fille...pas après vous ai traité votre meilleur ami comme cela ! Imaginez ce que vous feriez à moi si je refusais de tripatouiller vous!"
Spot glared at her. "Speak English Cobalt!"
"Fuck you!" She snapped. "How can you treat your best friend like that?"
Spot grabbed her shoulders and pushed her against the wall. "You don't talk ta me like dat! Ya just don't!"
Cobalt scoffed. "I hope you rot in hell!"
Spot turned on his heel and slammed the door, locking it after he left. "Ya leave when ya apologize."
"Go to hell!"
He shrugged and left. Tops stood at the door, in complete shock that he could do something like that. She knocked.
Cobalt's sob was what she heard. "Oui?"
Êtes-vous bien, Cobalt? Il vous laissera dehors bientôt. J'obtiendrai Calahan demain et il vous obtiendra dehors."
Cobalt sobbed again. "Oui. Merci."
Tops walked away and down the steps. "Spot? How could you do that to such a sweet young girl like her?! She didn't ask for your jealous rage!"
Spot glared. "Go away, Tops."
"No. You tell me why!"
"Because she disrespected me an' I want Storm ta see he'll pay for crossin' me again."
"Cobalt shouldn't have to bear Storm's 'punishment.' That's shit, Spot Conlon!"
Spot pushed her away. "Get away or suffer what Storm is right now."
"I would rather be with him than you!" She turned around and tore out the door.
I rolled over and out of bed. Race grinned. "Heya, Storm. Why ya heah?"
"Spot threw me out."
"Oh yeah? Dat's a mixed blessin'."
"I should have listened to you in the first place. He wants my girl. And now he has her."
Race frowned. "Sorry pal. I can't do nothin' bout it. Spot would annihilate me."
I laughed. "He'd do that to everyone. He always does."
Race grinned. "C'mon. Ya sellin' wit me."
He led me to the distribution center and my worst fear was confirmed. Tops was standing there, a serious look on her face. I ran up. "What happened?"
"Spot locked Cobalt in her room. He refuses to let her out and I told her I'd come tell you."
I clenched my fists. "He'll pay for this one!" Race tried to catch my arm as I ran toward Brooklyn with one thought in my mind, 'Be the first to beat Spot Conlon.'
A/N-I know it's short but I don't want to write the next part yet.
I stalked down the streets of New York, heading for Manhattan. I kicked a bottle that lay in my path and it shattered against a wall. I was incredibly angry. He couldn't keep me out of his life forever. That wasn't going to work. I was just as powerful as he was and I was nicer. I burst into Jack's lodging house, anger staining my cheeks red.
"Hey Storm. Why ya heah?"
"That bastard threw me out!"
Jack stared. "Spot? What did ya do?"
"Kissed the new girl. He wanted her."
"Oh dat ain't good."
"No it's not. Can I stay here?"
"Sure. Go upstairs. Da oddah boys are in bed awready. Dere's an empty bunk above Race now."
I nodded and went upstairs, climbing into the bed. I shut my eyes tight. If Spot put one finger on Cobalt, I'd kill him.
"Pourquoi vous faites que vous âne sourd-muet ! Même si il est allé il ne signifiera pas que je serai votre fille...pas après vous ai traité votre meilleur ami comme cela ! Imaginez ce que vous feriez à moi si je refusais de tripatouiller vous!"
Spot glared at her. "Speak English Cobalt!"
"Fuck you!" She snapped. "How can you treat your best friend like that?"
Spot grabbed her shoulders and pushed her against the wall. "You don't talk ta me like dat! Ya just don't!"
Cobalt scoffed. "I hope you rot in hell!"
Spot turned on his heel and slammed the door, locking it after he left. "Ya leave when ya apologize."
"Go to hell!"
He shrugged and left. Tops stood at the door, in complete shock that he could do something like that. She knocked.
Cobalt's sob was what she heard. "Oui?"
Êtes-vous bien, Cobalt? Il vous laissera dehors bientôt. J'obtiendrai Calahan demain et il vous obtiendra dehors."
Cobalt sobbed again. "Oui. Merci."
Tops walked away and down the steps. "Spot? How could you do that to such a sweet young girl like her?! She didn't ask for your jealous rage!"
Spot glared. "Go away, Tops."
"No. You tell me why!"
"Because she disrespected me an' I want Storm ta see he'll pay for crossin' me again."
"Cobalt shouldn't have to bear Storm's 'punishment.' That's shit, Spot Conlon!"
Spot pushed her away. "Get away or suffer what Storm is right now."
"I would rather be with him than you!" She turned around and tore out the door.
I rolled over and out of bed. Race grinned. "Heya, Storm. Why ya heah?"
"Spot threw me out."
"Oh yeah? Dat's a mixed blessin'."
"I should have listened to you in the first place. He wants my girl. And now he has her."
Race frowned. "Sorry pal. I can't do nothin' bout it. Spot would annihilate me."
I laughed. "He'd do that to everyone. He always does."
Race grinned. "C'mon. Ya sellin' wit me."
He led me to the distribution center and my worst fear was confirmed. Tops was standing there, a serious look on her face. I ran up. "What happened?"
"Spot locked Cobalt in her room. He refuses to let her out and I told her I'd come tell you."
I clenched my fists. "He'll pay for this one!" Race tried to catch my arm as I ran toward Brooklyn with one thought in my mind, 'Be the first to beat Spot Conlon.'
A/N-I know it's short but I don't want to write the next part yet.