Ok, first story like I said. I don't own any of the characters in Newsies but I do own Jess! She's a cutie! hahahaha. Well, read and review please! I don't like putting in the accents and stuff.
Oh and the song is Lullabye (Goodnight, My Angel) by Billy Joel -- Who I love.
And the story is based on Only One by Yellowcard -- Who I also love and will hopefully see at the Vans Warped Tour. Arg, too much talking from me. Read please!
"Jess, you ok? You been acting strange." Spot asked as he undressed for bed. I looked at him.
"How have I been acting strange?" I asked standing in the doorway.
"It just, all your stuff's packed up and you get all snippy when I ask questions and stuff." He said and slipped into bed.
"I'm always like that, haven't you noticed?" I asked sitting on the edge of the bed and smiled. He rolled his eyes.
"Ok, whatever you say." He looked at me and pushed my hair out of my eyes. "Sing me a song, Jess."
"Aw, Spot, I'm so tired." I said and shut my eyes. I opened them to see Spot with a puppy dog face. I was gonna miss this kid so bad. Tears started to come but I choked them back.
"Ok, fine, but you have to close your eyes and don't talk." I said and played with his hair.
"Fine, just one more thing." He leaned up and whispered in my ear, "I love you." Tears threatened to spill again.
"Close your eyes." He laid back down and shut his eyes. The tears flowed onto my cheeks and I didn't move to wipe them.
"Goodnight my angel, time to close your eyes, and save these questions for another day. I think I know what you've been asking me. I think you know what I've been trying to say. I promised I would never leave you, and you should always know wherever you may go, no matter where you are, I never will be far away. Goodnight my angel, now it's time to sleep, and still so many things I want to say. You'll always be a part of me. Goodnight my angel, now it's time to dream, and dream how wonderful your life will be. Someday your child may cry and if you sing this lullabye, then in your heart there will always be a part of me. Someday we'll all be gone but lullabyes go on and on. They never die, that's how you and I will be." I looked at Spot. He was asleep, his breathing was even and soft. I loved him.
"I love you." I whispered to him and kissed him lightly on the lips. I left and bundled up in blankets on the couch in the lobby. They still didn't have a bed for me. They wouldn't be needing it either.
