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Chapter 7
****Brooklyn****
Miracle had just finished selling her papes and entered the lodging house. Spot came out of his room and slammed the door. He irritably strode past her, clearly angry. Miracle stared after him, unsure whether or not to ask what had happened.
"Uh. Spot?"
"What the hell do ya want?" He roared, making no effort to remain quiet or keep his temper in check, not that he ever did.
Miracle backed up against the wall, fear turning her eyes a brilliant green. She turned, and without a word, ran out the door.
"I can't do dis." He ran a hand through his hair, making it stand on end. "What do I do?" he said to himself as he paced around the lodging house. After a moment he realized that all the guys that were there were staring at him. He glared at them and then stalked out into the street.
He wasn't even sure if he was sad over him and Hellfire being over. She had just been there and it had looked good to the guys. When Hellfire first started selling with the boys, many of them had wanted to her to be their girl. Hellfire just happened to fall for Spot and the rest of the boys backed off. They weren't about to try and mess with Spot's new girl.
Then things were fine in the beginning but Hellfire just got to be the same after a while. It was like they did the same things and nothing exciting ever happened. Exciting basically meaning going farther than just kissing. She had said that she didn't want to yet. Hellfire had always been a little confusing. Or well he just always interpreted things the wrong way. Hell, it wasn't his problem anymore. Spot wasn't one to care if he didn't have a steady girlfriend. He was Brooklyn, he didn't need one. He grinned cockily as he thought that, trailing along the streets of Brooklyn.
Miracle watched from behind a crate. Since she first saw him, she had watched him, admiring his eyes, his grin, everything.
She watched as paced; his eyes seemed to reflect off the white light as he took a step towards her. Beautiful icy blue eyes stared at her, a tinge of green was etched around his black pupil whist soft silver snow fell, just like that of a snow globe. Sandy silky blonde hair reached slightly past his earlobe every step he took his hair would brush against his face, a small wisp fell in front of his eyes.
How she wanted to reach out and brush it back, but that was out of the question. He was still Hellfire's guy. Lucky Hellfire. Got a guy who could steal any girl's heart by his looks, or earn one with his ways. Well, some of his ways anyways.
Spot noticed a slight movement by some crates stacked high. He walked over and saw a figure there watching him. As soon as she saw him get closer and examine her hiding spot, Miracle dashed off. Spot recognized the girl as she retreated, as Miracle. Curious to why she'd be out, he gave chase.
Miracle dashed around a corner, knocking into somebody who grabbed her arms and pulled her backwards into an alley.
The dark haired boy stuck his head out again to see who was coming, and at the sight of Spot, smirked and pulled her back in. He covered her mouth with his hand, and held her behind the crate whispering, "I won't hurt you." until the fear in her green eyes seemed to disappear and they turned to brown.
Spot turned the corner and Miracle was nowhere in sight. He kept running, thinking she just gotten a little head start. After a few minutes he realized it was pointless. Sighing, he slowed his pace and headed back to the lodging house. Avoiding all the glances as he walked back in, he went to his room and thankfully the girl had left. He collapsed on his bed and went to sleep, hoping to get some selling done tomorrow and then he'd go drinking.
Ash whirled her around, never loosening the tight grip on her wrist. "Was that Spot Conlon?" he asked.
Miracle's eyes were flooded with fear once more, and she stayed silent.
"Answer me!" he shouted, his voice echoing down the street and into all open windows. "Was that Spot Conlon?!?!"
Miracle nodded softly, trying futile to wrench her arm from his grasp. "You said you wouldn't hurt me!" she whispered.
He rolled his eyes. "I won't if you take me to him."
Miracle didn't move.
"Now!"
Ash pulled her from the alley, following her pointing fingers, though her eyes pleaded to be released.
"Stop looking at me like that." He said.
Miracle whimpered. "Please, let me go."
"Just take me to Spot Conlon! I have business with him!"
A single silver tear ran slowly down Miracle's cheek, and she nodded solemnly.
A/n:REVIEW!!! Thank you.
Miracle-I wish I could think that positive but you can only review once for a chapter. I'm working at getting better. I've just been lazy.
Chapter 7
****Brooklyn****
Miracle had just finished selling her papes and entered the lodging house. Spot came out of his room and slammed the door. He irritably strode past her, clearly angry. Miracle stared after him, unsure whether or not to ask what had happened.
"Uh. Spot?"
"What the hell do ya want?" He roared, making no effort to remain quiet or keep his temper in check, not that he ever did.
Miracle backed up against the wall, fear turning her eyes a brilliant green. She turned, and without a word, ran out the door.
"I can't do dis." He ran a hand through his hair, making it stand on end. "What do I do?" he said to himself as he paced around the lodging house. After a moment he realized that all the guys that were there were staring at him. He glared at them and then stalked out into the street.
He wasn't even sure if he was sad over him and Hellfire being over. She had just been there and it had looked good to the guys. When Hellfire first started selling with the boys, many of them had wanted to her to be their girl. Hellfire just happened to fall for Spot and the rest of the boys backed off. They weren't about to try and mess with Spot's new girl.
Then things were fine in the beginning but Hellfire just got to be the same after a while. It was like they did the same things and nothing exciting ever happened. Exciting basically meaning going farther than just kissing. She had said that she didn't want to yet. Hellfire had always been a little confusing. Or well he just always interpreted things the wrong way. Hell, it wasn't his problem anymore. Spot wasn't one to care if he didn't have a steady girlfriend. He was Brooklyn, he didn't need one. He grinned cockily as he thought that, trailing along the streets of Brooklyn.
Miracle watched from behind a crate. Since she first saw him, she had watched him, admiring his eyes, his grin, everything.
She watched as paced; his eyes seemed to reflect off the white light as he took a step towards her. Beautiful icy blue eyes stared at her, a tinge of green was etched around his black pupil whist soft silver snow fell, just like that of a snow globe. Sandy silky blonde hair reached slightly past his earlobe every step he took his hair would brush against his face, a small wisp fell in front of his eyes.
How she wanted to reach out and brush it back, but that was out of the question. He was still Hellfire's guy. Lucky Hellfire. Got a guy who could steal any girl's heart by his looks, or earn one with his ways. Well, some of his ways anyways.
Spot noticed a slight movement by some crates stacked high. He walked over and saw a figure there watching him. As soon as she saw him get closer and examine her hiding spot, Miracle dashed off. Spot recognized the girl as she retreated, as Miracle. Curious to why she'd be out, he gave chase.
Miracle dashed around a corner, knocking into somebody who grabbed her arms and pulled her backwards into an alley.
The dark haired boy stuck his head out again to see who was coming, and at the sight of Spot, smirked and pulled her back in. He covered her mouth with his hand, and held her behind the crate whispering, "I won't hurt you." until the fear in her green eyes seemed to disappear and they turned to brown.
Spot turned the corner and Miracle was nowhere in sight. He kept running, thinking she just gotten a little head start. After a few minutes he realized it was pointless. Sighing, he slowed his pace and headed back to the lodging house. Avoiding all the glances as he walked back in, he went to his room and thankfully the girl had left. He collapsed on his bed and went to sleep, hoping to get some selling done tomorrow and then he'd go drinking.
Ash whirled her around, never loosening the tight grip on her wrist. "Was that Spot Conlon?" he asked.
Miracle's eyes were flooded with fear once more, and she stayed silent.
"Answer me!" he shouted, his voice echoing down the street and into all open windows. "Was that Spot Conlon?!?!"
Miracle nodded softly, trying futile to wrench her arm from his grasp. "You said you wouldn't hurt me!" she whispered.
He rolled his eyes. "I won't if you take me to him."
Miracle didn't move.
"Now!"
Ash pulled her from the alley, following her pointing fingers, though her eyes pleaded to be released.
"Stop looking at me like that." He said.
Miracle whimpered. "Please, let me go."
"Just take me to Spot Conlon! I have business with him!"
A single silver tear ran slowly down Miracle's cheek, and she nodded solemnly.
A/n:REVIEW!!! Thank you.