Disclaimer: I own Hellfire and the plot. I do not own Newsies because well
duh I'm not that rich and also if I owned them would I have enough time to
write stories about them? I think not. I hate writing the disclaimer so you
probably won't see it again so do not be taking my story or my characters
without my permission. You ask and then you probably can. Okay I'm shutting
up now.
Chapter 1 (here I go again lol) *sigh* and the story shall begin..
Hellfire and Spot walked down the street, hand in hand. They both carried papes tucked underneath their other arm. Things had been going fairly well for them. They didn't fight constantly and they seemed perfect for each other. Hellfire was a Brooklyn newsie and was farther up on the hierarchy than most, seeing as how she was dating the leader, she wasn't just an ordinary newsie. Not that Hellfire could ever be ordinary. Not by a long shot.
"Ya know ya might want ta stay in Manhattan fer a couple a days." Spot remarked out of the blue.
"Why?" Hellfire stopped and looked at him. She had just visited for a day a week ago.
"Well Jack and dem want ta see ya and I gots some leadah stuff ta do." Spot smiled unhappily, already seeming to miss her.
"Alright I'll go tonight."
"Until den let's have a good time." He smiled his devilish grin and pulled her around the corner. Several seconds later they reemerged, lips red, cheeks flushed, and laughing happily.
They walked side by side selling papes. Not talking much, they started drifting apart. Lunchtime came around and they still hadn't finished selling their papes. Hellfire walked over to where Spot was handing a paper to an old lady.
She waited until he finished getting his money. "Since we only have a couple more papes, let's jus finish and den we cin go meet da boys at Tibby's."
"Dat sounds good." he agreed.
'I'm so lucky to have Spot fer dis long.' She thought as she went back to selling her papes. 'I can't believe he hasn't headed fer any other goils yet.'
In under an hour the two had finished selling all of their papes. Spot put his arm around her waist and they walked to Tibby's. Only Mush, Jack, and Race were left at the table. The rest of the guys must have left to sell the afternoon edition.
"What took ya two so long?" Jack asked as he pushed out a chair.
"We wanted ta finish selling all our papes before we ate." Hellfire explained as she sat down in the chair Jack had pushed out.
"Well ya guys sure took a long time selling dose papes." Race remarked slyly.
"There should be no doubt in ya mind dat we was woikin hard." Spot shot Hellfire a seductive glance and she smiled back.
"Believe me, I cin tell ya were woikin real hard." Race said. "Bout time ya got Hellfire ta her knees."
Hellfire looked at him and began talking in a painfully polite tone. Mush backed away from her. "Race, how many times do I have ta tell ya?" Her tone became cold, dripping ice. "I AM NOT SOME KIND OF WHORE." Her tone grew polite again. "I t'ought dat I had made dat clear ta ya befoah. I will not jus fuck someone. I don't want ta hear dose comments again. AM I CLEAR?" Hellfire stood up a glared at Race. Her eyes showed the exact reason why she had been named Hellfire. Hellfire's eyes were a dark brown and when she got mad they got even darker, to almost a black shade. When she got really mad her eyes "flamed", and they joked that her eyes led to the fires of hell. Which to Hellfire, she took as a compliment.
"Alright, alright, I'se sorry." Race mumbled.
"Ya bettah be." She replied, sitting back down and beginning to eat her food that had arrived.
Spot sat down and Mush moved back to his previous position next to her. Spot was on her other side with Jack and Race across the table. The four talked and Hellfire just sat there and listened. As soon as Spot finished he stood up.
"Ya ready?" Hellfire nodded and stood up. She turned to Jack. "I'se goin ta stay wit ya fer a day or two. I'm goin ta get my stuff and I should be back in about an hour." Jack nodded and Spot and Hellfire left.
They headed towards Brooklyn. Neither spoke until they reached the Brooklyn Bridge. Finally growing sick of the silence Hellfire spoke up. "So ya goin ta miss me?" she teased him.
"Nah, not in the least." He grinned at her.
"We might have to change that thought."
"I agree. It's a must befoah ya leave." Spot smiled happily.
They reached the lodging house and Hellfire went to the spare room used for the girl newsies. She grabbed her stuff and went into Spot's room where he was.
"Ready to make me miss ya?" he asked flirtatiously.
"Hell yea." She leaned in and they kissed. Spot played with her tongue and she halfheartedly played back. She finally pulled away.
"Alright ya bettah go." Spot said slowly.
"Yes." She said, now eager to be out of his room and Brooklyn.
"No playing around wit all dose boys." Spot said. "Behave yaself."
"Yes mommy." She replied, once her voice would have been full of teasing but now it was flat and emotionless. "I'll be a god goil." He kissed her quickly this time and she left. Walking out, she headed towards Manhattan.
A/N: Well what do you think of the beginning of this chapter? Let me know in a review. *hint hint* lol. Please review, I'll love ya forevah.
Chapter 1 (here I go again lol) *sigh* and the story shall begin..
Hellfire and Spot walked down the street, hand in hand. They both carried papes tucked underneath their other arm. Things had been going fairly well for them. They didn't fight constantly and they seemed perfect for each other. Hellfire was a Brooklyn newsie and was farther up on the hierarchy than most, seeing as how she was dating the leader, she wasn't just an ordinary newsie. Not that Hellfire could ever be ordinary. Not by a long shot.
"Ya know ya might want ta stay in Manhattan fer a couple a days." Spot remarked out of the blue.
"Why?" Hellfire stopped and looked at him. She had just visited for a day a week ago.
"Well Jack and dem want ta see ya and I gots some leadah stuff ta do." Spot smiled unhappily, already seeming to miss her.
"Alright I'll go tonight."
"Until den let's have a good time." He smiled his devilish grin and pulled her around the corner. Several seconds later they reemerged, lips red, cheeks flushed, and laughing happily.
They walked side by side selling papes. Not talking much, they started drifting apart. Lunchtime came around and they still hadn't finished selling their papes. Hellfire walked over to where Spot was handing a paper to an old lady.
She waited until he finished getting his money. "Since we only have a couple more papes, let's jus finish and den we cin go meet da boys at Tibby's."
"Dat sounds good." he agreed.
'I'm so lucky to have Spot fer dis long.' She thought as she went back to selling her papes. 'I can't believe he hasn't headed fer any other goils yet.'
In under an hour the two had finished selling all of their papes. Spot put his arm around her waist and they walked to Tibby's. Only Mush, Jack, and Race were left at the table. The rest of the guys must have left to sell the afternoon edition.
"What took ya two so long?" Jack asked as he pushed out a chair.
"We wanted ta finish selling all our papes before we ate." Hellfire explained as she sat down in the chair Jack had pushed out.
"Well ya guys sure took a long time selling dose papes." Race remarked slyly.
"There should be no doubt in ya mind dat we was woikin hard." Spot shot Hellfire a seductive glance and she smiled back.
"Believe me, I cin tell ya were woikin real hard." Race said. "Bout time ya got Hellfire ta her knees."
Hellfire looked at him and began talking in a painfully polite tone. Mush backed away from her. "Race, how many times do I have ta tell ya?" Her tone became cold, dripping ice. "I AM NOT SOME KIND OF WHORE." Her tone grew polite again. "I t'ought dat I had made dat clear ta ya befoah. I will not jus fuck someone. I don't want ta hear dose comments again. AM I CLEAR?" Hellfire stood up a glared at Race. Her eyes showed the exact reason why she had been named Hellfire. Hellfire's eyes were a dark brown and when she got mad they got even darker, to almost a black shade. When she got really mad her eyes "flamed", and they joked that her eyes led to the fires of hell. Which to Hellfire, she took as a compliment.
"Alright, alright, I'se sorry." Race mumbled.
"Ya bettah be." She replied, sitting back down and beginning to eat her food that had arrived.
Spot sat down and Mush moved back to his previous position next to her. Spot was on her other side with Jack and Race across the table. The four talked and Hellfire just sat there and listened. As soon as Spot finished he stood up.
"Ya ready?" Hellfire nodded and stood up. She turned to Jack. "I'se goin ta stay wit ya fer a day or two. I'm goin ta get my stuff and I should be back in about an hour." Jack nodded and Spot and Hellfire left.
They headed towards Brooklyn. Neither spoke until they reached the Brooklyn Bridge. Finally growing sick of the silence Hellfire spoke up. "So ya goin ta miss me?" she teased him.
"Nah, not in the least." He grinned at her.
"We might have to change that thought."
"I agree. It's a must befoah ya leave." Spot smiled happily.
They reached the lodging house and Hellfire went to the spare room used for the girl newsies. She grabbed her stuff and went into Spot's room where he was.
"Ready to make me miss ya?" he asked flirtatiously.
"Hell yea." She leaned in and they kissed. Spot played with her tongue and she halfheartedly played back. She finally pulled away.
"Alright ya bettah go." Spot said slowly.
"Yes." She said, now eager to be out of his room and Brooklyn.
"No playing around wit all dose boys." Spot said. "Behave yaself."
"Yes mommy." She replied, once her voice would have been full of teasing but now it was flat and emotionless. "I'll be a god goil." He kissed her quickly this time and she left. Walking out, she headed towards Manhattan.
A/N: Well what do you think of the beginning of this chapter? Let me know in a review. *hint hint* lol. Please review, I'll love ya forevah.