Jocelyn Padoga-I'm trying to update soon, just I get distracted easily and
well don't update and I have another story that I hate to say I like better
but it's on fictionpress under amazonwitchqueen and so I kind of work on
that story more.
Mir-You have no idea. I expect myself to be Wonder Woman and unfortunately it doesn't happen. I totally lost it at a science competition because I put so much damn pressure on myself. I don't know why I do it but I do. Thanks for the review.
Chapter 10
"So you went out with Brooklyn's leader?" Michael asked.
"Uh huh"
"And isn't Brooklyn like the toughest borough?"
"Uh huh"
"And so now won't Brooklyn be mad at Manhattan?"
"Nu uh"
"Am I gonna get anything out of you on this subject other than 'uh huh' and 'nu uh'?"
"Nu uh" She replied with a smile.
"Okay so why's he a cheating, lying son of a bitch?" Michael thought on how to word what he wanted to say. "Isn't he like the leader or what not? I mean won't he get mad that you're saying this?"
"Okay I'm gonna try not ta get mad at you because I know you're jus curious but I don't give a damn what Spot t'inks because if you must know I found him fucking some other goil. Oh and if you decide to let anyone know that fact I'll soak ya."
Michael's face filled with confusion and Hellfire explained. "To soak ya means day I'll beat da shit outta you."
"Oh..." that clearly left Michael a little nervous and Hellfire grinned.
"Calm down, it was a joke."
Michael glanced at her and after a few minutes relaxed. They walked into Tibby's and ordered.
"So where ya from?" Hellfire asked.
"New York, sorta I suppose." Michael said. It was clear he was uncomfortable with the subject, but Hellfire pushed.
"How sorta?"
"Look can we just like not talk about this?" Michael asked getting angry.
"Fine." Hellfire said, understanding, but the words came out harsher than she intended.
Michael thought about apologizing but just then the food came and he forgot about it.
Hellfire paid for the food and stood up. "Alright we have to sell more papes." Michael nodded as he stood up.
*****Brooklyn*****
Even a few days later, Spot still couldn't stop thinking about what he had done. Everywhere he went he saw perfectly happy couples walking hand in hand. The guys treated their women right and probably never had even a thought about cheating on them. Spot on the other hand could only stay with one woman for long enough to find the next woman. He had never felt so despicable cheating on any girls before but something in the look that Hellfire gave him, filled him with shame.
He walked glumly down the piers, not paying attention to where he was going or what he was doing.
All of a sudden, he heard a screaming match going on in a nearby warehouse. Curious, he pried open the door and stepped inside to see a guy screaming at his girlfriend? The girl just sat there not really sure what to do. Finally it seemed as if the girl could take no more and she stood up and said. "Look, forget it. Forget us. There is no us." Then the girl turned and walked away.
She broke into a run and ran straight into Spot who was trying to make a quick retreat. "Who're you?" She asked with tears in her eyes.
"Uh da name's Spot." Spot said nervously, kind of embarrassed that he'd been caught eavesdropping.
"Mm...uh...I gotta...like go." The girl backed away from him and fled out of the warehouse and into the street, away from Spot and the other boy as fast as she could.
Spot watched her run away and walked out onto the street. 'Wonder who she is' he half-heartedly thought as he continued walking. She at least had taken his mind off of things, well Hellfire for a while.
She was a curious sort though. 'I wonder why she was wit dat guy. It seemed like all he did was yell at her.' Spot couldn't help the next thought that entered his brain. 'He wasn't treating her very well, that was for sure'. His conscience spoke up. "Yes Spotty boy you would know all about treating a woman well wouldn't you."
"Shut up" He yelled out loud, trying to stop what he had already done. "I made a mistake I know it." His conscience agreed. "You don't have to keep getting on me."
"You going to do it again?" His conscience nagged.
"NO" he yelled so loud, that people on the street were starting to look at him funny.
Spot ran angrily down the street, trying to drown out what his mind kept replaying over and over.
Mir-You have no idea. I expect myself to be Wonder Woman and unfortunately it doesn't happen. I totally lost it at a science competition because I put so much damn pressure on myself. I don't know why I do it but I do. Thanks for the review.
Chapter 10
"So you went out with Brooklyn's leader?" Michael asked.
"Uh huh"
"And isn't Brooklyn like the toughest borough?"
"Uh huh"
"And so now won't Brooklyn be mad at Manhattan?"
"Nu uh"
"Am I gonna get anything out of you on this subject other than 'uh huh' and 'nu uh'?"
"Nu uh" She replied with a smile.
"Okay so why's he a cheating, lying son of a bitch?" Michael thought on how to word what he wanted to say. "Isn't he like the leader or what not? I mean won't he get mad that you're saying this?"
"Okay I'm gonna try not ta get mad at you because I know you're jus curious but I don't give a damn what Spot t'inks because if you must know I found him fucking some other goil. Oh and if you decide to let anyone know that fact I'll soak ya."
Michael's face filled with confusion and Hellfire explained. "To soak ya means day I'll beat da shit outta you."
"Oh..." that clearly left Michael a little nervous and Hellfire grinned.
"Calm down, it was a joke."
Michael glanced at her and after a few minutes relaxed. They walked into Tibby's and ordered.
"So where ya from?" Hellfire asked.
"New York, sorta I suppose." Michael said. It was clear he was uncomfortable with the subject, but Hellfire pushed.
"How sorta?"
"Look can we just like not talk about this?" Michael asked getting angry.
"Fine." Hellfire said, understanding, but the words came out harsher than she intended.
Michael thought about apologizing but just then the food came and he forgot about it.
Hellfire paid for the food and stood up. "Alright we have to sell more papes." Michael nodded as he stood up.
*****Brooklyn*****
Even a few days later, Spot still couldn't stop thinking about what he had done. Everywhere he went he saw perfectly happy couples walking hand in hand. The guys treated their women right and probably never had even a thought about cheating on them. Spot on the other hand could only stay with one woman for long enough to find the next woman. He had never felt so despicable cheating on any girls before but something in the look that Hellfire gave him, filled him with shame.
He walked glumly down the piers, not paying attention to where he was going or what he was doing.
All of a sudden, he heard a screaming match going on in a nearby warehouse. Curious, he pried open the door and stepped inside to see a guy screaming at his girlfriend? The girl just sat there not really sure what to do. Finally it seemed as if the girl could take no more and she stood up and said. "Look, forget it. Forget us. There is no us." Then the girl turned and walked away.
She broke into a run and ran straight into Spot who was trying to make a quick retreat. "Who're you?" She asked with tears in her eyes.
"Uh da name's Spot." Spot said nervously, kind of embarrassed that he'd been caught eavesdropping.
"Mm...uh...I gotta...like go." The girl backed away from him and fled out of the warehouse and into the street, away from Spot and the other boy as fast as she could.
Spot watched her run away and walked out onto the street. 'Wonder who she is' he half-heartedly thought as he continued walking. She at least had taken his mind off of things, well Hellfire for a while.
She was a curious sort though. 'I wonder why she was wit dat guy. It seemed like all he did was yell at her.' Spot couldn't help the next thought that entered his brain. 'He wasn't treating her very well, that was for sure'. His conscience spoke up. "Yes Spotty boy you would know all about treating a woman well wouldn't you."
"Shut up" He yelled out loud, trying to stop what he had already done. "I made a mistake I know it." His conscience agreed. "You don't have to keep getting on me."
"You going to do it again?" His conscience nagged.
"NO" he yelled so loud, that people on the street were starting to look at him funny.
Spot ran angrily down the street, trying to drown out what his mind kept replaying over and over.