"You little bitch! You've ruined everything!" Lightning was screaming over and over. "Get the fuck off her!" Spot was yelling trying to grab Lightning. "You've ruined it!" Lightning yelled then she slumped over and started to cry. "Git up ya pathetic hore!" Spot yelled kicking her in the side.
She got up and wiped her eyes. Then her face was met by Spot's fist and she was back on the ground again. "Let's see where Brooklyn got ya sweetheart, throw your best shot at me come on." Spot said real smoothly. Lightning got up. She had blood dripping from her eyebrow.
She took a swing at him but he caught her wrist in mid-air and he twisted it around until he heard a crack. "OW!!!!" Lighting yelled doubling over in pain. "Get the pitcha? You mess with a brooklyn goil you'se get ya ass kicked? Ya get me?" Spot stated cooly. Lightning stood up and punched him right in the eye. Spot didn't even stumble. He just came toward her.
She started to lift her foot up to kick him but he grabbed her leg and she landed on her back onto the hard ground. Then Spot kicked her in the side a few times but then he pulled her head up by her hair. "Mess with me or Soda one more time and you're dead." Spot warned then he slapped her. All of Manhattan and Brooklyn left her in a heap on the ground sobbing and crying like a 2 year old.
"If she knows what's good for her, she'll leave town." Spot muttered picking up Soda and carrying her back to the Lodging House. Soda was knocked out cold. When Lightning was trying to soak her. Spot ripped Lightning off her causing her to hit her head.
Spot layed her down on her bed and sighed. "Jacky boy, would you'se come heah a sec?" Spot asked. Jack looked up and nodded. He came over and looked at Soda for a split second but he knew that he just couldn't. "Why does all this shit have to happen to her? What the fuck did she do to deserve all of this? I've known her since we were kids and she's never done a damn thing wrong in her life. She's had such a shitty life and now she's still getting all of it. Why can't she atleast get a break from all of this shit?" Spot said then walked out the door.
~~~~~~Next morning~~~~~~~
'Oh, my head, it hurts like hell. Wait a second? What happened? Where am I? Am I still in Harlem? Watch, when I open my eyes I'll be in Harlem.' Soda opened her eyes to see Mush right next to her. He was kneeling beside her but he was asleep. She put her hand on his head and he jumped up.
"Mornin'." She said with a bit of laughter in her voice. "Soda, are you'se alright? Do you'se need anythin'? Are you'se alright? Are you hungry? Are you tired? Are you alright?" He just kept rambling on and on.
"Woah, hold up Mush! One thing at a time! And you only have to ask the same question once. Ok, your most needed question, yes I am alright. No I don't really need anything. I'm a bit hungry, and I am a bit tired. There, I think ya got the answers." She said with a smile.
"Well, do you'se wanna get somethin' to eat or do you want me to bring it to you'se?" Mush asked holding her hand. "Well, give me a few minutes and I'll join ya." She replied getting up. She walked over to the washroom and looked in the mirror. She didn't look all that presentable so she went and took a shower to wash half the dried blood on her body. But the gashes stung as the water hit them. 'I guess I'll have to clean those when I get out of the shower." She thought.
Once she was done in the shower she dried off and got dressed. She was wearing her typical white blouse with the rolled up sleeves and some cut off brown pants. She then cleaned out her cuts which stung like no other. She looked back in the mirror and brushed her hair. "Do I need to get a hair cut?" She asked to the mirror holding out her long black hair. Since it was straight it was long if it was curly it wouldn't be as long.
She decided not to and let it drop down to her waist . Then she picked up some eye liner. She drew it on the lower part of her eye and she applied some silver eye shadow and a little mascara. She didn't need any foundation or powder because her face was already pale and she didn't need anything. She stepped out of the washroom and found Mush waiting. "You'se look great." He said with a smile.
"Mush, dis is how I look every day." She said with a laugh. "Well, so? You'se do look great everyday! But today, you'se is looking especially gorgeous." He said. He took her hand and they started to walk outside the lodging house. "Are you'se kidding me? I have a couple cuts on my side and I have one on the side of my face and you still think dat?" She said with a little surprise. "Yep." He replied and kissed her quickly on the lips.
They went to Tibby's and got something to eat. When they were done they decided to take a walk to Brooklyn to see Spot. "Is there anything about me that you don't like?" She asked stroking some of her hair. "Nope, I love everythin' about you'se. Except the fact that I'se always worrying about you'se." He said with another smile. Soda couldn't help but laugh. Mush always knew the way to make her feel better even if times were bad.
"Mush, what should I do about Spot? He always seems so sad whenever I see him." Soda sked but then she was something that caught her eye. Spot was standing on the docks. He was just standing there until he let himself drop into the water. He didn't come back to the surface. "SPOT!" Soda yelled and ran for the docks full speed tears falling all the way.
She got up and wiped her eyes. Then her face was met by Spot's fist and she was back on the ground again. "Let's see where Brooklyn got ya sweetheart, throw your best shot at me come on." Spot said real smoothly. Lightning got up. She had blood dripping from her eyebrow.
She took a swing at him but he caught her wrist in mid-air and he twisted it around until he heard a crack. "OW!!!!" Lighting yelled doubling over in pain. "Get the pitcha? You mess with a brooklyn goil you'se get ya ass kicked? Ya get me?" Spot stated cooly. Lightning stood up and punched him right in the eye. Spot didn't even stumble. He just came toward her.
She started to lift her foot up to kick him but he grabbed her leg and she landed on her back onto the hard ground. Then Spot kicked her in the side a few times but then he pulled her head up by her hair. "Mess with me or Soda one more time and you're dead." Spot warned then he slapped her. All of Manhattan and Brooklyn left her in a heap on the ground sobbing and crying like a 2 year old.
"If she knows what's good for her, she'll leave town." Spot muttered picking up Soda and carrying her back to the Lodging House. Soda was knocked out cold. When Lightning was trying to soak her. Spot ripped Lightning off her causing her to hit her head.
Spot layed her down on her bed and sighed. "Jacky boy, would you'se come heah a sec?" Spot asked. Jack looked up and nodded. He came over and looked at Soda for a split second but he knew that he just couldn't. "Why does all this shit have to happen to her? What the fuck did she do to deserve all of this? I've known her since we were kids and she's never done a damn thing wrong in her life. She's had such a shitty life and now she's still getting all of it. Why can't she atleast get a break from all of this shit?" Spot said then walked out the door.
~~~~~~Next morning~~~~~~~
'Oh, my head, it hurts like hell. Wait a second? What happened? Where am I? Am I still in Harlem? Watch, when I open my eyes I'll be in Harlem.' Soda opened her eyes to see Mush right next to her. He was kneeling beside her but he was asleep. She put her hand on his head and he jumped up.
"Mornin'." She said with a bit of laughter in her voice. "Soda, are you'se alright? Do you'se need anythin'? Are you'se alright? Are you hungry? Are you tired? Are you alright?" He just kept rambling on and on.
"Woah, hold up Mush! One thing at a time! And you only have to ask the same question once. Ok, your most needed question, yes I am alright. No I don't really need anything. I'm a bit hungry, and I am a bit tired. There, I think ya got the answers." She said with a smile.
"Well, do you'se wanna get somethin' to eat or do you want me to bring it to you'se?" Mush asked holding her hand. "Well, give me a few minutes and I'll join ya." She replied getting up. She walked over to the washroom and looked in the mirror. She didn't look all that presentable so she went and took a shower to wash half the dried blood on her body. But the gashes stung as the water hit them. 'I guess I'll have to clean those when I get out of the shower." She thought.
Once she was done in the shower she dried off and got dressed. She was wearing her typical white blouse with the rolled up sleeves and some cut off brown pants. She then cleaned out her cuts which stung like no other. She looked back in the mirror and brushed her hair. "Do I need to get a hair cut?" She asked to the mirror holding out her long black hair. Since it was straight it was long if it was curly it wouldn't be as long.
She decided not to and let it drop down to her waist . Then she picked up some eye liner. She drew it on the lower part of her eye and she applied some silver eye shadow and a little mascara. She didn't need any foundation or powder because her face was already pale and she didn't need anything. She stepped out of the washroom and found Mush waiting. "You'se look great." He said with a smile.
"Mush, dis is how I look every day." She said with a laugh. "Well, so? You'se do look great everyday! But today, you'se is looking especially gorgeous." He said. He took her hand and they started to walk outside the lodging house. "Are you'se kidding me? I have a couple cuts on my side and I have one on the side of my face and you still think dat?" She said with a little surprise. "Yep." He replied and kissed her quickly on the lips.
They went to Tibby's and got something to eat. When they were done they decided to take a walk to Brooklyn to see Spot. "Is there anything about me that you don't like?" She asked stroking some of her hair. "Nope, I love everythin' about you'se. Except the fact that I'se always worrying about you'se." He said with another smile. Soda couldn't help but laugh. Mush always knew the way to make her feel better even if times were bad.
"Mush, what should I do about Spot? He always seems so sad whenever I see him." Soda sked but then she was something that caught her eye. Spot was standing on the docks. He was just standing there until he let himself drop into the water. He didn't come back to the surface. "SPOT!" Soda yelled and ran for the docks full speed tears falling all the way.