"Where's Bailey?" I asked Jack.

"I think she's wid Race an soma de oddas at de tracks. Befora I ferget, Crutchy said he's playin tonite. We gots te wait till he comes back wid soma de guys from de Bronx."

"How is he? Crutchy I mean?"

"He's betta. A lot betta den when ye last saw im." Jack smiled messing my hair. "To bad ye didn't get te see im eilia. Before ye left fer Brooklyn I mean. Crutchy was in de Bronx wit soma de guys."

"If yer gonna talk wid me guy mebe I should talk wid yers." Bailey smiled sitting next to Spot.

"Are de oddas back?" Jack asked.

"Yea derre outside talking te some guys who were walkin wid Crutchy." Bailey smiled at Jack.

I started towards the door. "Wait where er ye goin?" Jack asked grabbing my arm.

"Let her go Jacky-Boy." Spot smiled looking at me. I smiled back at him.

When I got outside I saw Crutchy and three other boys talking to Race, Mush, Pie-eater, and Dutchy. I recognized one of them, it was Flash from the poker game in Harlem.

"Crutchy!" I yelled instantly when I saw him.

"Hey Angel! Its good te see yer alright!" Crutchy said when he heard me call him.

"Its good te see ye too!" I said hugging him.

"So is Spot an de oddas already hea?" Dutchy asked.

"Yea who dye think brought me hea?" I said sarcastically.

"Uuhh good point." Dutchy smiled going inside to see everyone.

"C'mon lets go in. I'll introduce ye lata." Crutchy said leading the way inside.

I could hear the three whispering behind me. "So dye think she single er whudd?"

"I dunno, why don't ye ask her?"

"Excuse me, but just so ye know. I know whudd ye just said." I informed them then proceeded into the Lodging House.

"We gotta talk." Bailey said grabbing as I got up the stairs.

"Bout whudd?"

"Trevor." she whispered.

"He hasn't done anything has he?"

"No, well kinda. He's looking te kill ye."

"How dye know he's gonna kill me?"

"Let's go in yer room. Flash told Jack yesterday. He came te tell de rest whudd he hoid from im."

We went to my room to talk. Jack came in also to tell me about Trevor's plan. "So he's been goin round an looking fer anyone dats seen ye. I think afta ye broke de bottle ova his head, he kinda ye know. Don't like ye anyoma."

"Well dats an up." I said sitting on my bed. "So whudd am I gonna do? Just stay in de Lodging House cuz he's afta, me te kill me?"

"I ain't sayin dat. Ye just gotta be careful. Not te mention de thing I hoid bout from Shadow…dat ain't a good sign when some guy ye don't even know kisses ye." Jack said slightly smiling.

"Look dat ain't funny!" I said irritated.

"Whoa ye neva said anything bout dat te me!" Bailey wined

"Well dats cuz I hoid it happened taday." Jack said to Bailey.

"Oh…I see… an ye don't even know im?" Bailey asked.

"All I know is his name…well an before we left he kinda wanned te talk te me…" I said standing up.

"Whudd he say?" Bailey asked holding Jack's hand.

"Well..he told me…that he….(mumble)."

"Whudd?" Bailey asked giving me a funny look.

"He said he…he loved me." I said collapsing on my bed. "I can't take it anymora!" I yelled covering my head with a pillow.

"Whudds wrong?" Bailey asked taking my hand.

I uncovered my face. "I made a mess of things an now look…my life is fallin apart!"

"Oh c'mon, you've survived worse." she smiled standing up.

"I'd like te think dat too!"

"Look how far you've come. You'll figurre it out soona er lata." she smiled taking Jack and leaving my room. "Aaahh! I don understand im!" I sighed getting up. "Well at least I'm still sane." I smiled to myself. I went out in the bunkroom to see everyone.

"Hey ye plannin on soakin im Spot?" Race asked as I walked into the bunkroom clueless of their conversation.

Spot looked at me before replying. "Yea."

Race turned around and saw me standing behind him. "Oh hey Angel. I didn't see ye there."

"Yer talking bout R.T. aren't ye?" I asked looking at Spot.

He gave me a guilty look and answered. "C'mon don be like dat. Ye know I ain't gonna fergive im fer whudd he did."

"Then don't fergive im. Ye ain't even gotta look at im."

Spot grabbed me. "Look you've been through a lot. I don' wan im thinkin he can just go round doin dat te ye. If I don soak im he'll just keep doin it."

"Wait, Spot before ye do anything, I gotta tell ye something." I said pulling away from him.

"Whudd is it?"

"Well if ye really want an excuse,…he said he loved me."

"He said whudd!" Spot asked shocked.

"Exactly." I said unsure of his reaction to it.

"When did he say dat?"

"Befora we left. Kinda odd ain't it. Foist he pushed me offa de docks, den said I shoulda drowned, den he kissed me, an now dis." I said counting them on my fingers.

"Whudd you tell im?"

"I couldn't say anythin cuz dats when ye said we was leavin. I kinda just left…"

"No dat ain't true. Whudd ye tell im?"

"Ok, ok. I told im we could prolly talk when I got back er somethin. Dats de honest te god truth."

"Just te make surre, I ain't in dis conversation right?" Race asked starting to leave.

"Hold it!" I yelled giving him a deadly stare.

"Yea?" he asked innocently.