He wiped the spit from his face. Then he pushed me towards Knives, Crane, and the others following them. "C'mon we'd betta get goin. An don't be to rough wid her."

Crane pushed me towards Trevor. "Don't touch me!" I yelled. Two guys grabbed my arms and half dragged me in the direction Trevor went. I thought to myself how stupid I was for coming back. I should have never left Brooklyn. Not to mention walking around by myself at night. I was mad at myself. After walking a block the two guys let go of me and I walked on my own into Trevor.

"Whudd ye lose yer way?" I asked sarcastically.

He didn't say anything, instead he turned around and slapped me across the face. He then grabbed me and held my arm behind my back. That's when I realized the reason he had stopped. Jack was standing in his way with other newsies.

"Jack." I said aloud when I saw him.

"I thought I saw ye at Medda's. Leavin like ye did cuz ye saw me. Why did ye leave Brooklyn?" Jack asked angrily. I couldn't respond. I didn't know how to tell him about Spot. "Ye scared Spot. When he found out ye left last night." Jack yelled.

"He was scared?" I asked surprised.

"Are ye stupid?! Of course he was scared. He thought ye might've been killed by yerself. Ye should know he loves ye so much."

"Enough chit chat." Trevor cut in. "C'mon guys we're goin de long way."

"Whoa hold it!" Jack said standing in Trevor's way. "Let Angel go. She don't wanna be wid ye!"

"Ye don't know whudd ye talking bout. She always wants te be wid me."

"Let her go den we'll see where she'd radda be."

"Fine!" Trevor yelled letting me go. I walked towards Jack. "Angel why would ye wanna be wid a guy who won't even look at ye anymore? Not te mention if yer not comin wid me I guess we'll just have te break our promise te Spot. Right guys?"

I stopped dead in my tracks. "Whudd promise?"

"We told im afta we got dat gimp friend of yers, we'd get some goil he liked a while ago."

"Jack is whudd he said true?"

Jack wouldn't answer, he avoided my eyes and I knew what Trevor said was true. They soaked Crutchy and were going to do the same to Christina. I knew Spot wouldn't want her to get hurt or anyone else so he did the one thing he could do. He did what Trevor wanted and stayed away. I then realized Trevor was playing with me and Spot. That was also why he let me go. To find something else to do.

Jack grabbed my arm and pulled me behind him and the guys. "Whudd, can't let her decide fer herself?" Trevor grinned. "If she comes wid me den alla de problems will go away. Wouldn't ye like dat Angel?"

I Looked up, "Ye cheated. Yer a coward." I was so pissed at the moment, not just at Trevor but Spot.How could he act normal that night and not even warn me.

"Dunn worry, I'll get ye te come wid me next time." Trevor said walking off.

I started heading for the Lodging House.

"Where are ye goin?" Jack asked

"I'm goin te see Crutchy."

"Not alone ye ain't. Ye still got de Delancey's te watch fer. Mush, Specs, you guys go wid her."

We got to the Lodging House with out any trouble. I ran upstairs to see Crutchy.

"Ye surre ye wanna see im?" Specs asked.

"Yea." I said confidently going up the stairs. When I got to the bunk room I could see why Specs wouldn't want me to see him. Crutchy was beat good. His face was messed up bad. I was afraid to talk to him. He was laying on a bottom bunk, Snipeshooter and David were watching him.

"How is he?" I asked.

"He'll be like dis fer a few weeks, but he'll be fine." Snipeshooter answered.

"Hey Crutchy." I whispered sitting on a bunk next to him.

"Hey Angel. We hoid whudd happened . Ye ok? Spot didn't mean te hoit ye."

"Yea I'll be fine, but whudd bout you?"

"Me? I'll be ok."

"I'm so sorry Crutchy. It's all me fault."

"Whudd ye mean?"

"If it weren't fer me, ye wouldn't be like dis."

"It ain't yer fault. I mouthed off te em an it was a bad idea since no one was wid me."

I sighed, "Was Spot mad I was gone?"

"Why don't ye ask im yerself?" Crutchy said looking towards my room.

"He's hea?" I asked shocked.

"Been hea since dis morning. He's worried an ye hoit im leavin like dat."

I gathered up my courage and walked towards the door. I stopped; I was too scared to walk to him and turned around.

"Go on an talk te im." David said pushing me towards the door. "He really needs te talk te ye."

"But." I started to say but David opened the door and pushed me in the room.

I saw Spot sitting in the chair. When David closed the door he looked up. "Angel." he said surprised standing up.

"Hey Spot." I said quietly "Look I'm sorry I left. I...I just got mad."

"Wait, ye don't need te apologize. It should be me. I shouldn't've ignored ye like dat." he walked towards me. "I just didn't want Christina te get hoit. She ain't got nobody te protect her. I should a told ye too. I'm sorry." he said hugging me. "Ye scared me leavin like dat."

I felt so much better after he apologized and told me why he had ignored me. We sat down and talked for a while. He was still a little upset I left and I was still a little upset he had ignored me. Spot promised to never act like that again and I promised to never leave like I did.

"Yer brodda was mad dat ye left in de middle of de night." Spot said while we had been talking. "Yer lucky he stayed behind wid de oddas. He'd probably kill ye fer doin something like dat." Spot laughed.

"Yer right, he'd skin me right now if he'd seen me." I laughed with him. Someone knocked on the door. "Come in."

"Hey did ye make up?" it was Jack.

"Ye whudd happened te Trevor?" I asked suddenly.

"Um actually he's hea. I'll let im speak te ye, but let us know if ye get any trouble. Says he just wants te talk." Jack left letting Trevor in the room and both me and Spot stood up once he entered.

"Looks like I can't keep ye two apart no matta whudd I do. Yer gonna be wid me whetha ye like it er not. I ain't leavin ye wid dis street rat." Trevor snarled.

I slapped Trevor on the face. I thought to myself it felt good and for once he can't hurt me. "Bein wid Spot is betta den beein wid you. I already told ye I hate ye!"

"I'll make ye hate im. When I'm trough wid you you'll be mine. Don't worry I'll find anudda way." That's when Trevor headed towards the door.

"I'll murda ye if ye come nea Angel again." Spot yelled after Trevor heading towards the stairs. I heard Spot yelling at Blink to let him go. I looked out my window and saw Trevor leaving. Spot came back in the room once Trevor was gone.

"Dye think Christina's alright?" I asked worrying for her.

"I already had someone go an check. When he gets derre he's takin her te Brooklyn so she'll be safe." Spot answered sitting down.

"When did ye figure I was missin?" I asked sitting next to him.

"I asked Frit te go an talk te ye since ye wouldn't talk te Scott. He saw yer window open, an ye weren't in yer room. I thought you'd at least talk te Scott when I sent im."

"Dey all knew bout Crutchy didn't dey?" I asked saddened.

"Yea, we got woid when Race an de oddas came." Spot put his arm around me. "We didn't wanna tell ye cuz we knew ye'd think it was yer fault."

"But it is. If it weren't fer me he wouldn't've gotten hoit."

"Look it ain't yer fault. It ain't de foist time he's been soaked by de Delancey's." Spot said trying to comfort me.

We sat for a while till it got really late. Someone came in and told us it was time to sleep. I was really tired anyway so it didn't bother me having to go to bed. I was happy things were back to normal. Spot wanted to leave for Brooklyn in the morning.