Smiley Cad- Thanks for the review. You'll see what happens to Michael.
Actually in all honesty I really don't know what's going to happen to him.
Lol.
Chapter 13
Brooklyn
A few days later, Spot was selling his papes when a girl ran into him. He reached out and settled her and then got a look at her face which had been hiding beneath a hat.
"It's you." Spot said in surprise and excitement. 'The one who's been in my dreams for the past t'ree days' he added to himself. The girl tried to duck away and Spot tightened his grip on her arm. He looked closer at her face. "SHIT. What happened to your face? Who did this to you? Who the hell hit you?" Spot's rage increased by the second.
"It's nothing. I...nobody hit me... don't worry about it." She insisted as she tried futilely to pull out of his grip. "Let me go please." She begged.
"Not until you tell me what happened to you." Spot paused as he suddenly understood. "That guy. Da one I saw you running from a couple of days ago. It was him, wasn't it?"
The girl stopped struggling, realizing it was useless. 'She's pretty' Spot couldn't help but think. She smiled grudgingly. "Da name's Sweetz. And my face is none of ya business."
"With such a pretty face as yours, you shouldn't let some guy screw it up. Where is he now? Probably out looking fer ya isn't he? That's why you're wearing da hat." He answered himself while talking out loud. "Well, youse coming to da lodging house wit me."
"Da most I know about youse is dat ur name is Spot." Spot felt warmth spread through him as he realized she remembered his name. "For all I know you just want me as a whore and I don't do dat. So why should I trust ya?"
"I'se da leadah of Brooklyn."
"And that makes you the Almighty how?" Spot cringed at her words.
"Look just come wit me and I'll see about getting ya a safe place ta stay. If ya feel like I'm going ta fuk ya, or hurt ya then you're free to go. I won't try to stop you."
Spot had let go of her arm, emphasizing his point. "Okay where is dis lodging house? And are we talking lodging house as in newsies or lodging house as in you don't want me as your goil but fer someone else? If it has anything ta do wit the second choice den just go ta hell." Her face filled with fury.
"Me or any of boys will not in any way try ta fuk ya unless ya like one of us and chose to do so." He glared at her. "Happy"
"Extremely"
"Once I would have asked ya just for ya to fuk me but I've learned my lesson. I'm trying not to be that stupid anymore. I made some big mistakes and nothing will make up for that. Can we please just stop talking about it? You're your own person, do what you want but I'm telling you that we'll protect ya." Sweetz thought he was sincere. The raw pain in his eyes proved it. She wondered who or what caused this and decided to stay around to figure out what.
"Thank ya. I'll come wit ya."
Spot smiled and held out his arm. "Milady?" he added with a bow.
"Thank you, kind sir." She slipped her arm through his and they strolled down the road together.
"Alright. Do ya know how ta sell papes?"
"Soah" She grabbed a couple of papes and Spot watched as she conned an old man into buying all of them. She played the innocent little girl excellently he had to give her that.
"Not bad" he said as she came up to him. "Heah." He handed her half of the stack and kept the rest for himself. "After we finish selling these we can go eat. Sound good?" Sweetz nodded.
"Now don't go out of my sight range and if you see...whoever then come back ova ta me okay?"
Sweetz nodded again and then bounded off. The morning passed much more quickly for Spot and he finished selling his papes sooner than he expected.
A/n: Review please.
Chapter 13
Brooklyn
A few days later, Spot was selling his papes when a girl ran into him. He reached out and settled her and then got a look at her face which had been hiding beneath a hat.
"It's you." Spot said in surprise and excitement. 'The one who's been in my dreams for the past t'ree days' he added to himself. The girl tried to duck away and Spot tightened his grip on her arm. He looked closer at her face. "SHIT. What happened to your face? Who did this to you? Who the hell hit you?" Spot's rage increased by the second.
"It's nothing. I...nobody hit me... don't worry about it." She insisted as she tried futilely to pull out of his grip. "Let me go please." She begged.
"Not until you tell me what happened to you." Spot paused as he suddenly understood. "That guy. Da one I saw you running from a couple of days ago. It was him, wasn't it?"
The girl stopped struggling, realizing it was useless. 'She's pretty' Spot couldn't help but think. She smiled grudgingly. "Da name's Sweetz. And my face is none of ya business."
"With such a pretty face as yours, you shouldn't let some guy screw it up. Where is he now? Probably out looking fer ya isn't he? That's why you're wearing da hat." He answered himself while talking out loud. "Well, youse coming to da lodging house wit me."
"Da most I know about youse is dat ur name is Spot." Spot felt warmth spread through him as he realized she remembered his name. "For all I know you just want me as a whore and I don't do dat. So why should I trust ya?"
"I'se da leadah of Brooklyn."
"And that makes you the Almighty how?" Spot cringed at her words.
"Look just come wit me and I'll see about getting ya a safe place ta stay. If ya feel like I'm going ta fuk ya, or hurt ya then you're free to go. I won't try to stop you."
Spot had let go of her arm, emphasizing his point. "Okay where is dis lodging house? And are we talking lodging house as in newsies or lodging house as in you don't want me as your goil but fer someone else? If it has anything ta do wit the second choice den just go ta hell." Her face filled with fury.
"Me or any of boys will not in any way try ta fuk ya unless ya like one of us and chose to do so." He glared at her. "Happy"
"Extremely"
"Once I would have asked ya just for ya to fuk me but I've learned my lesson. I'm trying not to be that stupid anymore. I made some big mistakes and nothing will make up for that. Can we please just stop talking about it? You're your own person, do what you want but I'm telling you that we'll protect ya." Sweetz thought he was sincere. The raw pain in his eyes proved it. She wondered who or what caused this and decided to stay around to figure out what.
"Thank ya. I'll come wit ya."
Spot smiled and held out his arm. "Milady?" he added with a bow.
"Thank you, kind sir." She slipped her arm through his and they strolled down the road together.
"Alright. Do ya know how ta sell papes?"
"Soah" She grabbed a couple of papes and Spot watched as she conned an old man into buying all of them. She played the innocent little girl excellently he had to give her that.
"Not bad" he said as she came up to him. "Heah." He handed her half of the stack and kept the rest for himself. "After we finish selling these we can go eat. Sound good?" Sweetz nodded.
"Now don't go out of my sight range and if you see...whoever then come back ova ta me okay?"
Sweetz nodded again and then bounded off. The morning passed much more quickly for Spot and he finished selling his papes sooner than he expected.
A/n: Review please.