A/n: Big thanks to Miracle who helped me write/ role play all this (and her
b/f). Oh and Wonders is her character.
Miracle-I don't know how much longer, I just spaced it out a bit because I'm horrible about updating lol.
Sonso-Thanks for the review and I hope you will continue to read.
She continued pointing, rubbing her wrists every so often.
When the lodging house finally came into view, she looked up at him. "Can I go now? Please?"
Ash smacked her across the face, leaving a large red handprint on her cheek. "No! You'll come with me."
He dragged her inside by her wrists, ignoring the bemused expressions of the on-looking newsies. "Please!" she sobbed, tears falling faster now. "Let me go!"
He walked into Spot's room, holding the struggling Miracle before him.
"Conlon!" he shouted.
Spot sat up and realizing someone had indeed spoken to him, he hopped out of bed and looked the person up and down. He dismissed him with his eyes and noticed Miracle who had been crying and had a large handprint on her cheek. "What the hell did ya do ta her?"
Ash grabbed both of her hands in one of his, and slammed the door on the faces of the rest of the newsies.
"I taught her a lesson." Ash's black eyes flashed furiously. "The same lesson you once taught me."
Miracle looked between Spot and Ash, before bursting out, "Spot would never hit somebody unless they started it!"
Ash laughed and smacked her hard on the same cheek. "Oh yea toots? Well, your angel Spottykins heah used ta beat up on kids younger than him all the time." He pulled up his sleeve. "In fact, he gave me this." A long, gruesome red scar ran the length of his arm.
Spot glared at Ash. "That's a lie and ya know it. Someone pushed me from behind onto ya, and ya cut yaself." Spot started to grow red in the face from his anger and his fists were clenched.
Miracle kicked him hard, right where it counts. Ash gasped curling over. He grasped his kneecap, pulling Miracle down with him. "Damn you girl." he hissed, spitting on her cheek.
Spot's temper flared and he punched Ash and pried his fingers from Miracle's arm. "Let go of her now." He ordered as Ash fought to keep his grip on Miracle's arm.
Miracle grabbed onto the bed, pulling herself up with as much strength as she could muster.
Ash tightened his grip, crushing the pulse beneath his fingers. Miracle winced. "In your dreams Conlon." he whispered.
"Fine if it has to be that way." Spot punched him in the face, 'It's goin ta leave a nice shiner' he thought as he quickly doubled back and slammed into his stomach. Ash bent over and loosened his grip slightly on Miracle's wrist. Spot used this instance to wrench Miracle free as gently as he could. Seeing as how he was almost ripping her arm away, it wasn't that gentle.
Miracle sighed, whispering "Thanks," to Spot as he tore her away. She looked around, and spotting a pebble and old slingshot on the floor, aimed.
Ash swore, kicking Conlon's legs out from under him. He sat on Conlon's stomach, whipping his arms around like lightning and hitting his shoulders and face.
It was all Spot could do to defend himself and try not to take too many blows. As his face was getting pounded he tried to think of ways to free himself. The headache that split his head didn't help at all.
Miracle released, the pebble knocking Ash directly in the back of his head. Ash slowly fell over, knocked out. She dropped the slingshot and raced over, grabbing Ash and shoving him into a windowless bathroom stall. She then turned and helped Spot up. "You okay?"
"Yea I'se fine." Spot stood up and sat on the bed. "Youse okay?"
Miracle nodded. "Sarry." she turned, walking slowly out of the room and beginning to pull the door closed.
"What the hell are ya apologizing ta me fer?" Spot yelled and strode over to the door to grab it before Miracle shut it. "Get back in heah." Spot shook his head and looked at her like she was crazy.
Miracle mirrored his look. "Sarry for bringin him here. He wouldn't let go and I was scared."
"I'd rather you have brought him heah den ta have ya out dere with him."
Miracle nodded. "I didn't know what to do." her voice turned to a whisper, as she spoke to herself. "I almost refused."
"If ya need help anytime, I'll be dere. Kay?" Spot forced her to look at him.
She nodded, staring out the side of her eyes rather than straight at him. Pulling herself away, she slipped silently and gracefully down the stairs, disappearing through the door to the docks.
In the blink of an eye, Miracle stood before him again, eyes still diverted. "Gotta move Ash." she muttered, sliding past him and dragging the unconscious boy to the storage room down the hall. She tossed him in, smiling at the clatter of falling pails, and disappeared down the docks once more.
Spot went to look at the closet and smiling to himself locked the door and propped a chair under the handle. Ash would probably get out but it would still be a slight challenge.
At the docks, Miracle slid her feet over the edge and leaned back onto the dock, the warm sun heating her face.
Splashes came from beneath her as the younger boys splashed and swam, and one boy was being pushed off the dock, much to his dislike.
"Guys! No! Please, you don't understand!" he broke off, tumbling into the water.
Miracle knew the boy, Wonders. "You okay Wonders?" she asked sitting up and tilting her head over the rim.
Miracle smiled as the boy sputtered to the top and flashed her a thumbs up. She stood, heading back towards the LH, where she collapsed on her bunk with a flourish.
*Later*
Miracle sighed, standing up and slipping silently down the stairs and out to the docks, staring in wonder at Spot's form on the pile of crates. "Whatcha doin?" she shouted.
"Thinking" was Spot's reply. He had been thinking a lot about what Hellfire had said. Spot had never actually had a relationship for the actual love. It had all been about who would fuck him. Maybe it was time he gave that a chance.
Miracle paused, slightly considering turning around, before changing her mind and beginning to scale the wood pile. "You been thinkin' a lot lately."
"Lotta stuff's been happenin" Spot said 'she has no idea' he thought to himself.
Miracle tilted her head on an angle, admiring the way the sun hit his hair. She tuned back in at the end of his sentance. "Huh? What'd you say?"
"Stuff's happened. The whole damn lodging house knows, I'm surprised you don't." Spot said bitterly, running a hand through his hair, making the setting sun's rays glimmer off.
Miracle shrugged. "Nobody ever tells me anything. They think I'm too young to understand, and I'm older than half the guys."
"Uhh me an Hellfire aren't togeddah anymore." Spot said, not meeting her eyes and a little emotion that Miracle could not be place, in his voice.
Miracle tried to ignore the emotion in his voice, though he was visibly trying to hide it. "Oh." she whispered. "I'll -- I'm gonna go now. Let you think." She shook slightly, scaling the crates back to the dock. She pulled off her over-shirt and dived into the cool water, holding her breath as she sat on the bottom of the river. Her record was 2:15.
Spot stared at the place where she had dived in. her reaction was funny but he soon pushed it from his mind. He wondered if there was any girl that would ever trust him not to break her heart. And could he endure the temptation and stay true to that girl if she'd trust him?
A/n: Well here's the end, not of the story but of the role playing of Miracle and I. which I am greatly in her debt. Thanks a lot Mir.
Miracle-I don't know how much longer, I just spaced it out a bit because I'm horrible about updating lol.
Sonso-Thanks for the review and I hope you will continue to read.
She continued pointing, rubbing her wrists every so often.
When the lodging house finally came into view, she looked up at him. "Can I go now? Please?"
Ash smacked her across the face, leaving a large red handprint on her cheek. "No! You'll come with me."
He dragged her inside by her wrists, ignoring the bemused expressions of the on-looking newsies. "Please!" she sobbed, tears falling faster now. "Let me go!"
He walked into Spot's room, holding the struggling Miracle before him.
"Conlon!" he shouted.
Spot sat up and realizing someone had indeed spoken to him, he hopped out of bed and looked the person up and down. He dismissed him with his eyes and noticed Miracle who had been crying and had a large handprint on her cheek. "What the hell did ya do ta her?"
Ash grabbed both of her hands in one of his, and slammed the door on the faces of the rest of the newsies.
"I taught her a lesson." Ash's black eyes flashed furiously. "The same lesson you once taught me."
Miracle looked between Spot and Ash, before bursting out, "Spot would never hit somebody unless they started it!"
Ash laughed and smacked her hard on the same cheek. "Oh yea toots? Well, your angel Spottykins heah used ta beat up on kids younger than him all the time." He pulled up his sleeve. "In fact, he gave me this." A long, gruesome red scar ran the length of his arm.
Spot glared at Ash. "That's a lie and ya know it. Someone pushed me from behind onto ya, and ya cut yaself." Spot started to grow red in the face from his anger and his fists were clenched.
Miracle kicked him hard, right where it counts. Ash gasped curling over. He grasped his kneecap, pulling Miracle down with him. "Damn you girl." he hissed, spitting on her cheek.
Spot's temper flared and he punched Ash and pried his fingers from Miracle's arm. "Let go of her now." He ordered as Ash fought to keep his grip on Miracle's arm.
Miracle grabbed onto the bed, pulling herself up with as much strength as she could muster.
Ash tightened his grip, crushing the pulse beneath his fingers. Miracle winced. "In your dreams Conlon." he whispered.
"Fine if it has to be that way." Spot punched him in the face, 'It's goin ta leave a nice shiner' he thought as he quickly doubled back and slammed into his stomach. Ash bent over and loosened his grip slightly on Miracle's wrist. Spot used this instance to wrench Miracle free as gently as he could. Seeing as how he was almost ripping her arm away, it wasn't that gentle.
Miracle sighed, whispering "Thanks," to Spot as he tore her away. She looked around, and spotting a pebble and old slingshot on the floor, aimed.
Ash swore, kicking Conlon's legs out from under him. He sat on Conlon's stomach, whipping his arms around like lightning and hitting his shoulders and face.
It was all Spot could do to defend himself and try not to take too many blows. As his face was getting pounded he tried to think of ways to free himself. The headache that split his head didn't help at all.
Miracle released, the pebble knocking Ash directly in the back of his head. Ash slowly fell over, knocked out. She dropped the slingshot and raced over, grabbing Ash and shoving him into a windowless bathroom stall. She then turned and helped Spot up. "You okay?"
"Yea I'se fine." Spot stood up and sat on the bed. "Youse okay?"
Miracle nodded. "Sarry." she turned, walking slowly out of the room and beginning to pull the door closed.
"What the hell are ya apologizing ta me fer?" Spot yelled and strode over to the door to grab it before Miracle shut it. "Get back in heah." Spot shook his head and looked at her like she was crazy.
Miracle mirrored his look. "Sarry for bringin him here. He wouldn't let go and I was scared."
"I'd rather you have brought him heah den ta have ya out dere with him."
Miracle nodded. "I didn't know what to do." her voice turned to a whisper, as she spoke to herself. "I almost refused."
"If ya need help anytime, I'll be dere. Kay?" Spot forced her to look at him.
She nodded, staring out the side of her eyes rather than straight at him. Pulling herself away, she slipped silently and gracefully down the stairs, disappearing through the door to the docks.
In the blink of an eye, Miracle stood before him again, eyes still diverted. "Gotta move Ash." she muttered, sliding past him and dragging the unconscious boy to the storage room down the hall. She tossed him in, smiling at the clatter of falling pails, and disappeared down the docks once more.
Spot went to look at the closet and smiling to himself locked the door and propped a chair under the handle. Ash would probably get out but it would still be a slight challenge.
At the docks, Miracle slid her feet over the edge and leaned back onto the dock, the warm sun heating her face.
Splashes came from beneath her as the younger boys splashed and swam, and one boy was being pushed off the dock, much to his dislike.
"Guys! No! Please, you don't understand!" he broke off, tumbling into the water.
Miracle knew the boy, Wonders. "You okay Wonders?" she asked sitting up and tilting her head over the rim.
Miracle smiled as the boy sputtered to the top and flashed her a thumbs up. She stood, heading back towards the LH, where she collapsed on her bunk with a flourish.
*Later*
Miracle sighed, standing up and slipping silently down the stairs and out to the docks, staring in wonder at Spot's form on the pile of crates. "Whatcha doin?" she shouted.
"Thinking" was Spot's reply. He had been thinking a lot about what Hellfire had said. Spot had never actually had a relationship for the actual love. It had all been about who would fuck him. Maybe it was time he gave that a chance.
Miracle paused, slightly considering turning around, before changing her mind and beginning to scale the wood pile. "You been thinkin' a lot lately."
"Lotta stuff's been happenin" Spot said 'she has no idea' he thought to himself.
Miracle tilted her head on an angle, admiring the way the sun hit his hair. She tuned back in at the end of his sentance. "Huh? What'd you say?"
"Stuff's happened. The whole damn lodging house knows, I'm surprised you don't." Spot said bitterly, running a hand through his hair, making the setting sun's rays glimmer off.
Miracle shrugged. "Nobody ever tells me anything. They think I'm too young to understand, and I'm older than half the guys."
"Uhh me an Hellfire aren't togeddah anymore." Spot said, not meeting her eyes and a little emotion that Miracle could not be place, in his voice.
Miracle tried to ignore the emotion in his voice, though he was visibly trying to hide it. "Oh." she whispered. "I'll -- I'm gonna go now. Let you think." She shook slightly, scaling the crates back to the dock. She pulled off her over-shirt and dived into the cool water, holding her breath as she sat on the bottom of the river. Her record was 2:15.
Spot stared at the place where she had dived in. her reaction was funny but he soon pushed it from his mind. He wondered if there was any girl that would ever trust him not to break her heart. And could he endure the temptation and stay true to that girl if she'd trust him?
A/n: Well here's the end, not of the story but of the role playing of Miracle and I. which I am greatly in her debt. Thanks a lot Mir.