In the morning Trevor walked in and saw me sitting on the floor. "Ye know ye really should eat somethin." he sat on the bed.
"I already told ye I ain't hungry."
Trevor's eyes flickered. "Fine. When ye are let dat goil know, she'll be in hea wid ye taday." Trevor said coldly then slammed the door shut as he left.
"Spot…ye can't be dead. Ye promised te come get me….Angel get it tageda!" I shouted slapping myself. I stood up. "Spot's comin, I'm surre of it!"
"I hope yer happy," Amber barked when she walked in. "Ye know yer really hoitin Trevor! He really loves ye a lot!"
"If he loves me de why keep me in hea? Why hoit me lil brodda? Why say he killed me boyfriend?" I yelled right back
"I don't believe ye! So many goils hea would love te be his goil, but he's too bisy tryin te get ye te love im. Ye gotta chance nona of us'll eva get." she said depressed.
"So derres mora ye. I was wid im once. I'd love te trade wdt ye, have im all ye want. I'll die before I'll eva be his goil again!" she walked over to me and slapped me. I was getting annoyed that everyone kept slapping me. I showed no expression. She did it again.
"Say somethin! Yer hoitin im! I hate ye so much, yer a wuss!" she screamed.
"He ain't de only one hoitin ye know." I said wiping the blood from my lip. "Ye want me te say something, fine! He ain't lookin fer love. He just wants a goil he can control an one dats afraid of im. Dats why I left im. I was tired of bein beat by someone who was supposed te love me. Every time I did somethin he didn't like, he'd hit me."
"Yer lyin!" she slapped me again. "He'd neva hoit nobody!"
"Believe whudd eva ye want. I ain't neva goin back te im." I yelled slapping her back. She pulled out a pocket knife.
"Mebe I should teach ye a lesson bout lyin. Trevor was right, yer bein a selfish brat." she screamed then slashed the side of my face. I just stood there expressionless.
Knives walked into he room. "Dis looks intrestin." he said when he saw Amber with the knife. "Sorry te break up de party, but Trevor's comin. Ye might wanna leave so he don't see ye like dis Amber." Knives lead Amber out of the room, before leaving himself, he turned to me. "I like de new look." he snickered.
Within minutes Trevor walked in. he paused for a moment then continued to say something. "Guess ye still ain't eatin." he turned to leave.
"Are ye just gonna keep me in hea? Keep me locked in a room... Spot ain't dead till I see his body."
He opened the door and for once left it open. "C'mon I got somethin te show ye. Me an de Delancey's are takin ye te see Spot's bloody body."
I stood up smiling to myself I thought 'Now all I gotta do is find de odda's while we're out.' We were walking out of an alley and I saw Spot with Christina. I was relieved to see him alive.
"Well lookie hea, looks like Angel's bein dumped." Oscar remarked.
"Shudd up! He wouldn't, Spot ain't like dat!" I yelled at Oscar.
"Shut yer mouth!" Oscar yelled pushing me.
"Wait!" Trevor said recognizing Christina. "She's dat goil we threatened te kill. He's friends wid her, dats why Angel ain't jealous."
"I ain't jealous cuz I know Spot ain't like dat." I yelled.
"Well since we're hea…" he trailed walking after Spot. "Hey street rat!" Spot turned around.
"I thought I recognized yer voice. Whudd ye want?" Spot ordered.
"Well I'm hea te let Angel see yer dead body. I want her te see yer face one last time."
Spot turned to Christina and whispered something. She left quickly and Spot turned back around to face Trevor. "Where's Angel!"
"Bring her hea!" Trevor ordered. Oscar grabbed my arm and pulled me towards Trevor and Spot. "I want her te see yer face while yer dyin." I gave spot a sympathetic look and mouthed 'I'm sorry.' Trevor pulled out a knife.
"Spot please leave!" I shouted once I saw the knife. Oscar was holding me back from trying to escape. I was fighting him the best I could.
"Angel I ain't leavin wid out ye again!" he smiled. "Angel." he began. "She's hea waitin fer ye."
The only person I thought he might be talking about right then was Bailey, but she couldn't know where I was. He didn't even know about her. I saw Jack, Specs, and Bumlets running from down the street to our direction.
"Ye planin on doin anythin wid dat knife?" Jack asked.
"Guess it'll have te wait till anudda time." Trevor grinned at Spot.
I noticed an empty bottle on the ground. I stopped fighting Oscar knowing he'd let go. I quickly looked at Spot and could tell he knew what I was thinking when he saw the bottle. He nodded slightly. When Oscar let go I waited a moment then grabbed the bottle and broke it over Trevor's head. I turned and ran down the only available to my right. Trevor was on the ground and the Delancey's were following me. Spot, I was sure, knew where the alley led. Right into Harlem. I remembered we took this alley when he, Race, Jack, Kevin, and I went to that poker game.
I reached the end of the alley. I walked out and turned a corner nearest to me. I ran right into a gang of Harlem newsies. They all turned to stare at me.
"Look it whudd we got hea boys." one of them remarked stepping forward. I kept my mouth shut in fear of what would happen if I insulted any of them. "Yer a nice broad."
One pushed through the crowd, I recognized him instantly. His name I remembered was Chain.
"I know you!" he recognized. "Yer Spot's goil, he told me we might see ye runnin from some punks. Guess he was planning on helping ye escape from dat trouble maka." He laughed. I noticed a lot of the guys whispering to each other once they heard I was Spot's girl.
"How dye know bout Trevor?" I questioned instantly.
"He was tryin te get soma us te join im, but I ain't one te toin on Spot." he walked up to me. "Anyone following ye."
"Yea mebe Trevor an de Delancey's ain't far behind." I answered.
"Good." he said firmly with a devilish grin upon his face. "Promised Spot we'd help get ye back te im if dey ran trough hea." Chain winked.
"Hea de come!" someone shouted. I turned to see if the Delancey's were already here. I could hear their footsteps coming closer. I stepped back wanting to get in the middle of the gang. From behind someone grabbed me by the waist and pulled me directly into the center of the crowd right when I saw Oscar and Morris emerge from the alley.
It was a girl who had grabbed me. "It's alright, yer safe now." she whispered in my ear.
She pulled me out of the other side of the crowd. I didn't see any fighting but I could hear it well enough. I turned to see who it was that had grabbed me once she let go. I stood in shock.