Ok here's the thing wit Spot new gf…. U gotta be able to deal wit all the rude and mean comments made by Fire if she comes back.
Chapter 28:
Dolly walked down the stairs and Race frowned at her. Dolly mouthed 'you were right' and walked over to the girls. Books smiled weakly at Dolly and sat down across from her. Dolly took something out of her pocket and played with it. Loons looked over.
"What is that?" Loons asked.
"Oh just something Fire gave me after the um incident." All the girls nodded. "I think she stole it. But isn't it gorgeous." Dolly put the necklace out on the table.
"Why don't you ever wear it?" Brass asked.
"I do… I do… I was just…. Just… you know… um… Trying to forget about her I guess." Dolly put it back in her pocket. "I was doing pretty well until today."
"Look Dolly you don't want to forget her. You wanna remember all the good time so when she passes on…" Books trailed off when she saw the tear start to form in Dolly's eyes. "Sorry." There was knock at the door and one of the Brooklyn Newsies answered it. Everyone looked. There was a small child sitting there. He looked about one and half. Dolly stood up and walked to the door. She looked down at the child.
"Jimmy?" Dolly picked him. "Where's mommy?" Jimmy started crying. "Come on." The Brooklyn Newsie stopped her.
"Spot ain't gonna let a baby stay here." he gave a little laugh.
"He lets you stay here." Dolly pushed past him.
"SPOT!" the Brooklyn Newsie yelled. Spot came walking down the stairs and saw Dolly standing there wit a baby in her arms.
"No babies," Spot said.
"Its Jimmy." Spot stared at Dolly then at the little boy she was holding. That boy had the same eyes as him and Fire and the same color hair as him. As he looked at him closely. The boy resembled him. "We cant let the poor boy stay out there alone."
"One week Dolly. You got one week to find him a new home or it's the streets for him. I am not gonna have some baby in my Lodging house." Dolly looked at Spot with pleading eyes. "No." Dolly nodded and headed for the stairs.
"He can stay," Spot said quietly. Dolly turned around and hugged Spot. "And we'll find his mother. Or hopefully she'll find him."
"She will. But if she gave up her son. Look Spot no matter how old or young, mothers do what's best for their children. She obviously didn't feel safe wit him there. Something is wrong. Or her illness has gotten worse. She needs help. Think about when u were kids. Tights who's dying not the tough girl act you see. Fire isn't tough. She cries, she gets hurt, she loves, her heart breaks. The girl who is being beaten and dying is the little seven year old that us to rid eon your back. Who use to wake you up on your birthday. I know some stories Spot. I know a lot of them. She's still a baby." Dolly walked away from Spot. Spot walked over to the couch and sat down.
"Spotty Dotty wake up. I'm seven! I'm seven today!" Spot groaned and opened his eyes. "It's my birthday Spot! I lived to be another year older!" Spot sat up slowly an looked at his sister. It was a amazing she lived to be another year older. "Can you believe it! I'm getting old Spot! One day Spot I'll be old enough to get out of here! Every birthday means closer to freedom!" No that wasn't the case. Every birthday meant she survived her father but his beatings were bond to get worse.
"Yea Fire. The Newsies said they wanna celebrate at Tibby's. What time is it?" Spot said getting out of bed.
"Five!" Fire started jumping up and down on his bed.
"Five? Its early girl." Fire jumped off the bed and onto Spot's back.
"I wanna get out before He awakes. Its my birthday I don't want any pain." Spot nodded and headed for the door, little sister on his back. "So hurry."
"I'm going. Is Holly awake?" Spot asked walking downt he stairs.
"Yea I told her I would be up at five and she said breakfast will be ready. But I got to eat fast. If he catches me eating, imagine what he'd do." Fire jumped off Spot's back as they entered the kitchen. There sat to plates of sausage, eggs, and buttered toast. Fire ran for a seat. Even though there were nine people in her family there were only eight chairs. He father refused to have her eat at the table. He even refused to let her eat. Fire dug into the food. Spot stood there. He couldn't seem to make himself eat. When Fire finished she looked at him. Spot handed her his plate. "Thank you." Fire was halfway through his plate when they herd their father coming down the stairs. Fire froze and Spot ran over to her. Spot pushed her through the door and sat at the table with the half eaten plate in front of him. Their father walked in.
"Good morning sir." Spot started at the toast.
"Good morning son. Your up bright and early." Mr. Conlon sat down. "Why is that."
"Well sir I figure the earlier you start your day the more you will get done." Spot look down the table at his father.
"Good point." Mr. Conlon waited to be served.
'Well I got o be going Sir. Good bye." Spot got up from the table and walked out of the dinning area of the kitchen. Spot ran for the front door. When he got outside he ran to the window of the kitchen. He placed a crate in front of the window and stood on it. One of the cooks opened the window. Fire climbed on the counter and out the window and onto Spot back. Spot hopped off the crate and walked towards the town. "That was close Fire."
"Yea it was. I wasn't scared though." Spot laughed a little. "What I wasn't."
"I know. Your tough." Fire nodded.
"I could take you bro."
"Oh really?" Spot let Fire off his back and they stood facing each other. "Give it your best shot." Fire swung at Spot and the punch barely fatlike tap but Spot fell to the group to please his sister. "Damn Fire you got some right hook girl." Spot stood up and Fire got onto his back again. "You know its amazing you don't get fat. I carry you everywhere."
"I'm helping u build muscle so one day you can soak anyone you want and be leader of the newsies. Maybe Brooklyn they are tough though Spot. You could handle it though. You're the strongest guy out there." Fire yawned. "I barely got any sleep since I was so excited. What are we gonna do today?"
"Sell dummy," Spot and Fire reached the rest of the Newsies
"Happy Birthday Fire!" They all greeted. Fire jumped off Spots back. Spot took her hand and walked over to get his papers from Jack. Spot handed Jack the money.
"Thank you." Spot, Jack, and Fire started off.
**** lunch time****
Fire ran into Tibby's with Spot and Jack chasing her. Mush grabbed Fire and picked her up. Fire fought against Mush's grip.
"Whoa there girlie." Mush set Fire down in the booth.
"I won!" Fire yelled as Spot and Jack came into Tibby's. "You two suck." Spot eyed Fire. "Stink. I said stink. You two stink." Spot sat down next to his sister and Jack sat across from them. Everyone in Tibby's started singing happy birthday and Bill brought out a huge cake. Fire smiled. Spot put his arm around his little sister as she blew out the candles. They cut a huge slice for Fire. "This is great." Fire said with her mouth full.
"So Fire we all chipped in and bought you this." Race held out a silver necklace with two little charms on it in the shape of an 'F' and a 'I'. Spot put it around his sisters neck for her.
"Thank you so much guys. This is the best present ever." Fire admired her necklace for the next half an hour. When everyone was getting up to leave Mush took fire aside.
"Her Fire I bought you this." Mush held out a huge bag of candy to Fire. Fire took it from Mush and hugged him. "Thought maybe you could hide it in your room."
"Thanks Mush." Mush took Fire's hand and led her over to Spot. Fire showed the Mush the bag of candy.
"That's real sweet Mush." Spot took the bag from Fire. "I'll help you sneak it to your room."
"Thought she deserved it." Mush kissed Fire on the cheek and left.
The walk home for Fire and Spot was a quiet one. It was a Sunday so their dad should be home by now. Spot felt Fire's hold on his hand tightened as the neared the house. His goal for today was to keep fire out of harms way. Spot opened the door quietly and shut it. Spot didn't let go of Fire's hand. Spot and Fire made for the stairs. They herd their Father in the study. Spot looked at Fire and they both ran up the stairs. Fire took the bag of candy into her room and hid it. Spot followed and Fire locked the door. Spot sat down on Fire's bad Fire jumped on his lap.
"So how does it feel to be seven?" Spot asked.
"Great," Fire responded. They sat there for hours talking. Talking about the future, the past, the newsies, everything. Spot missed Dinner. He told his family he wasn't hungry at all. Around midnight when Spot was tucking Fire in, someone knocked on her door. "Who is it?"
"Evan. Cleary father is looking for you." Fire looked at Spot then at the clock ad back at Spot.
"Its one past twelve Spot. My Birthday is over. I made it." Fire started to get up but Spot pushed her back down.
"Evan its her Birthday. Let her sleep. Think of something Evan." Spot walked towards the door and opened it.
"He's been drinking. He's in a really bad mood. If I didn't get Fire he said I'll get her beating." Evan looked scared. He was about twelve. Fire got out of bed and walked over to Evan. She placed her hand on his arm. "Clearly he scares me. I'm a wimp. I turn my little sister in."
"No your not Evan. He's a big fat scary man. God knows he scares me …. Sometimes." Spot smiled and shook his head. "Look my birthday is over. Let me go. At least I made it t seven." Spot looked at Fire. "Patrick one of us is gonna be beaten. Why not me. I already got the problems. Why scar another one of us. Maybe I'll be lucky and he'll finish me off tonight. There will be no more pain."
"Yea there will be a lot of pain till you die. I don't want that as your death Cleary. You got a future." Spot grabbed Fire's arm.
"Yea marry some rich dude cause he pays them to marry me. What's my other choice he disowns me and throws me out on the street and I become a whore like that girl Mandy." Fire pulled her arm away. "I wanna do this. So he never hurts you Patrick. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if something happen to you and I could have stopped it." Fire ran out of her room and down the stairs.
"You okay Spot?" Blink asked.
"Yea Yea." Spot looked up at them. "I wanna do this. So he never hurts you Patrick. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if something happen to you and I could have stopped it." Spot stood up and walked over to the desk. Spot studied the sign in book. He flip threw the pages till he reached the last time Fire signed in. "Fire Ice Conlon," he whispered. "Conlon." "I wanna do this. So he never hurts you Patrick. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if something happen to you and I could have stopped it." Spot turned towards everyone. Everyone was quiet and watching him. "Fire needs our help."