Chapter one:
"Firefly. Fire! It was an accident alright?! I'm sorry." She kept walking, almost running, away from him. The lodging house floor creaked with every step Firefly took. It seemed to be screaming at Jack, "She's hurt!" "You hurt her!," over and over again. Jack shook his head in an effort to clear it, to drown out the voices. Persistently, he kept her pace, he wasn't going to let her go that easily. "Fire wait." He pulled her to a stop. She turned around, facing him but still avoiding his eyes. Jack was holding her by the arms, he stooped down and caught her gaze. Her blue eyes were filled with anger, and the tears threatening to fall showed her pain. She glared back at him, refusing to give into him. Resisting the urge to brush some strands of hair out of his pitiful looking, chocolate brown eyes, she hardened her jaw. "I didn't mean to." He pleaded.
"Didn't mean ta what?!" Firefly exploded, emotions pouring out.
"It was an accident? What happened? De crowds just pushed you two together right? You two just knocked heads an yer lips collided. Right?! Is dat what yer tellin' me?"
She took off her black cabbie hat, her brown curls spilling down her back.
"Jack! Dat-"she gestured towards the street with her hat. "Dat, was not an accident." She shook her head, and he lowered his eyes. "Ya know what? I can't handle dis right now. I- I can't even look at you right now. I'm goin' fer a walk." Thus saying she walked out of the lodging house and into the streets of New York.
Jack with his back against the wall watched her walk away, again. He leaned tiredly against the wall. Slowly he sank down to the ground and began to bang his head against the wall. "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!"
Poker walked down the stairs in time to see Jack banging his head. She knelt down next to him, her green eyes twinkling with amusement. "What's da mattah Cowboy?" He glared at her. She knew perfectly well what was wrong. By now, everybody did. She smirked. "Yer little kiss wid that Jacobs goil get ya in trouble?" He stood up, and ran his fingers through his dirty-blonde hair.
"This ain't funny Poker." He stalked off towards the bunkroom.
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I can't understand it.
The search for an answer
is met with a darker day,
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Night had finally come. Neither Jack or Firefly had spoken to each other since their argument that morning. Firefly spent most of her day randomly selling papers and walking around Central Park. She had been thinking about what had happened. How it happened. She and Jack had been together for almost a year. She had been hurt by men so many times that she was almost sure she loved him, that he was the one. And then he had to go and kiss another girl. She shook her head, "Da strike went to 'is head."
Firefly avoided him for the rest of the day and when night came she snuck into her bunk unnoticed. Now she was trying to sleep. But every time she closed her eyes, her mind would greet her with memories. Memories of their times together. She tossed and turned all night. Never noticing that he did the same. And never once noticing the pair of eyes that were watching her with a pained look, all through the night.
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We've been handed
these moments forever
But I'm reassured there's another way.
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"Firefly. Fire! It was an accident alright?! I'm sorry." She kept walking, almost running, away from him. The lodging house floor creaked with every step Firefly took. It seemed to be screaming at Jack, "She's hurt!" "You hurt her!," over and over again. Jack shook his head in an effort to clear it, to drown out the voices. Persistently, he kept her pace, he wasn't going to let her go that easily. "Fire wait." He pulled her to a stop. She turned around, facing him but still avoiding his eyes. Jack was holding her by the arms, he stooped down and caught her gaze. Her blue eyes were filled with anger, and the tears threatening to fall showed her pain. She glared back at him, refusing to give into him. Resisting the urge to brush some strands of hair out of his pitiful looking, chocolate brown eyes, she hardened her jaw. "I didn't mean to." He pleaded.
"Didn't mean ta what?!" Firefly exploded, emotions pouring out.
"It was an accident? What happened? De crowds just pushed you two together right? You two just knocked heads an yer lips collided. Right?! Is dat what yer tellin' me?"
She took off her black cabbie hat, her brown curls spilling down her back.
"Jack! Dat-"she gestured towards the street with her hat. "Dat, was not an accident." She shook her head, and he lowered his eyes. "Ya know what? I can't handle dis right now. I- I can't even look at you right now. I'm goin' fer a walk." Thus saying she walked out of the lodging house and into the streets of New York.
Jack with his back against the wall watched her walk away, again. He leaned tiredly against the wall. Slowly he sank down to the ground and began to bang his head against the wall. "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!"
Poker walked down the stairs in time to see Jack banging his head. She knelt down next to him, her green eyes twinkling with amusement. "What's da mattah Cowboy?" He glared at her. She knew perfectly well what was wrong. By now, everybody did. She smirked. "Yer little kiss wid that Jacobs goil get ya in trouble?" He stood up, and ran his fingers through his dirty-blonde hair.
"This ain't funny Poker." He stalked off towards the bunkroom.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I can't understand it.
The search for an answer
is met with a darker day,
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Night had finally come. Neither Jack or Firefly had spoken to each other since their argument that morning. Firefly spent most of her day randomly selling papers and walking around Central Park. She had been thinking about what had happened. How it happened. She and Jack had been together for almost a year. She had been hurt by men so many times that she was almost sure she loved him, that he was the one. And then he had to go and kiss another girl. She shook her head, "Da strike went to 'is head."
Firefly avoided him for the rest of the day and when night came she snuck into her bunk unnoticed. Now she was trying to sleep. But every time she closed her eyes, her mind would greet her with memories. Memories of their times together. She tossed and turned all night. Never noticing that he did the same. And never once noticing the pair of eyes that were watching her with a pained look, all through the night.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
We've been handed
these moments forever
But I'm reassured there's another way.
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