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about Newsies either. I only own Liz, she is a figment of my imagination
and I claim all rights for her existence in my fanfic. I do not own
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take all claims to the name.
Yup, if you guys saw the title of this chapter, you'll notice that it's called "betrayal"; this is like the HUGE THING in the story. So yeah, just be informed for that and expect, uh, some pretty bad stuff. Nothing really bad in this chapter, it's the next chapter that might have the worse of the things. This one just has swear words in and stuff. So yeah, I just wanted to tell you guys that.
Now for SO's at the beginning of the chapter because I want to.
Blue Boxer – Geez you have a lot of anger, geez! You need to write nicer reviews to me or I'm gonna get mad, seriously! I mean, for the past ten years you've been like writing nothing but bad stuff to me. Gosh, I'm sorry that I didn't put you in that much. You didn't put me in that much in your story either, I'm trying my best, but you weren't part of the original plan. I chose to put you in and I did. My job is done. So, please don't be expecting so much from me, you're not a main character and this is the climax. The climax baby and that means it's mostly main characters and a few of the littler characters. But you're not in this, sorry. I'll try to fit you in later if I can. I don't know. If I don't, I'll explain to you what happened. You and Blink met up at Medda's because he took you there (as friends), you guys didn't drink anything, and went back to your place and made it. You told Spot to hit the road and he did, he went to Germany for vacation (and to cry) and you two are now dating. See that's how it goes. I can think of something that I'm gonna do with Blink in the future, so be looking for that, but I don't know if you'll show up anytime soon. Sorry sis, but you're just so five minutes ago. LOL j/k. There I explained it, now give me a nicer review!
Splashey – You guys are just too good when it comes to picking out foreshadowing and stuff like that. I don't know or not if this will decide whether or not he's a good or bad guy, the girl he's talking about might just be another girl that no one knows about. I don't know. You'll just have to wait and see. :wink wink: Yupporuni, Snitch and Hoodlie used to be best friends, back in the day, now they grew apart and moved on with their lives. Don't you just love reunions, they're so sweet. Hehe! Thanks so much for reviewing and I got this one up ASAIC (as soon as I could). Thanks and Luvvies!
JustDuck – You know, you're right, I never did tell you what shirt he picked. You'll figure it out later, I promise. If you don't, then I'll have a special A/N and tell you guys. I promise that much! That song is like so freaky when it comes to their relationship! LOL it like describes it 100%! That's weird. Great point you made there. I have to download that song and see what it sounds like. Thanks for pointing that out! Thanks so much for reviewing! Luvvies!
A quiet, but brisk knock came to Oscar's door, as he shushed his rowdy friends. He got up and walked over to the door and opened it. There stood Liz. He was surprised to see her, and she knew it. "Oh hey, what are ya doin' here?"
She noticed that he had company and was now planning on going somewhere else; she didn't want to bother anyone. "Oh, um, nothin'. Sorry, um, I see you're busy, I'll jus' come back later." She said as she turned to walk away.
He cleared his throat and looked back at his friends. "No, hey, stop. Don't worry about it, c'mon in. Honestly, don't worry 'bout nothin', jus' come in." He said as he led her back into his house. He walked her in far enough so that everyone could see her and she could see everyone. "That dere is Hoodlie, Josh an' you know da dumb ass, Morris. Fella's dis is Liz."
"Hey." Liz said shyly, a little unsure if she really wanted to stay or not.
"Os, who is dis?" Josh asked as he stumbled to get up off the couch he was sitting on. He dragged his feet while he walked, and barely got over to Liz without tripping over his own two feet.
"I said it's Liz, you ass wipe! You deaf or somethin'?" Oscar said sarcastically.
"Nah, I can see." Josh said, not realizing that he said it.
Liz covered her mouth to hide her smile and tried her hardest not to giggle. It didn't really work when Oscar started busting up. She went right along with him, uncontrollably.
"What's so funny? What?" Josh asked dumbfounded.
"Nothin' man. You can't help dat you're a little mentally screwed over." Oscar laughed even more.
"You're an asshole, Os. Seriously, I don't know why I bother comin' here anymore." Josh complained.
"It's because you ain't got nothin' better tah do!" Hoodlie jumped into the conversation.
"I got lots a stuff tah do, Hoodlie! An' I wouldn't be talkin' if I was you!"
"Well you ain't me! An' thank da good Lord for dat. If you was me an' I was you, I'd kill ya for makin' me look so bad, an' God, so damn ugly!"
"Why I oughta!" Josh yelled as he ran over and took a punch at Hoodlie.
Oscar casually walked over and broke it up. "Josh, you couldn't hit him if was standin' two inches in front of you, which, wait a minute, he is!" Oscar pushed him down on the couch. "Now sit down an' shut up." He walked over to Liz and stood beside her. "Do ya wanna sit down?" He asked her. She just looked at him. "Or you can stand dere, what ever you want." He laughed.
"No, I'll sit." She said as she sat down on another couch thing. He sat down beside her. She watched Hoodlie and Josh whispering something to each other and laughing. "What are dey doin' now?"
Oscar looked over at them and replied, "I don't know. In about five minutes dey're probably gonna be makin' out or somethin'." He laughed.
"Are dey?"
"No, dey're straight, dey jus' do whatever I tell dem tah do." Liz nodded. "What do ya want dem tah do? I'll tell 'em an' dey'll do it."
"I don't know, Oscar. I mean, dat's kinda mean, ain't it?"
"What?"
"Ya know, I don't, uh, I don't wanna be rude." She said honestly.
"Rude? Rude?"
"Yeah."
"Liz, dere are fifty thousand million other things in da woild tah be worried about an' you're worried about bein' rude?! What's da matter wid ya? I mean, I bet you ain't never done one mean thing in your life, am I right?" Oscar asked.
"Well, I don't know, I've been mean. I do bad stuff too, sometimes." She explained.
"Like what? Yawnin' in church or somethin'? Jippin' some guy on a pape? Havin' someone trip over dere shoe lace because you didn't feel like tellin' 'em it was untied?" Oscar laughed.
"No, I've done worse stuff before."
"Like what? Liz, I've known you since you foist came here an' you ain't da foist one tah do bad stuff. C'mon try me, I bet ya I've done things a million times worse den what you've done." Oscar laughed.
"Okay, um, I, uh, did a lotta bad stuff. I jus' can't think of anythin' right now. Give me minute." She thought for a minute. "Oh yeah, dis one time, I stole ten of Snitch's papes because I needed some extra money. I never told 'im about it an' tah dis day he still thinks dat Tumbler took dem."
"Wow!" Oscar said sarcastically. "Liz, my grandmother has done worse things den dat an' she's 78 years old. She's done worse stuff like dat dis year! Dat ain't what I call bad, I call dat, well I don't know what I call it, but it ain't bad."
"Well, what have you done? You ever committed any crimes?" Liz asked curiously.
Oscar laughed. "Yeah. Liz, dat's what I do. Dat's what I live for."
"But why? I mean, why would you want to get in trouble? You know you're gonna get nailed for it sometime."
"Why? Because its fun an' it's exhilarating. It just gives ya a thrill, ya know. I ain't never gonna be caught, Liz. Dey don't wanna catch people like me. Dey underestimate me, ya know. It's people like me who keep dis world shitty."
"Wait, are you tryin' tah tell me somethin'?"
"Oh no, you asked. I was jus' bein' honest wid ya, I mean, I ain't gonna lie about it. What's tah lie about? I ain't ashamed of what I do, or what I did, or what I'm plannin' on doin', ya know, past, present, future, I ain't ashamed of dat." Oscar explained.
"So what did you do? Murder anyone?" Liz joked.
Oscar laughed again. "No I never murdered anyone; if I did I wouldn't be here talkin' tah you right now. I'd be boarded up in an institution or somethin' right now. Dey look an' focus on da murderers an' dat's why I'm not in da stockades. But yeah, I mean I could be in for assault an' battery, stealin', stalkin', an' uh somethin' else, dat was a long time ago though."
"Wait, you stalk people?"
"Person, I stalk a person."
"Who? Why? Dat's creepy Oscar, dat's insane!"
"I know, but it's like a past time, ya know, like a hobby. When I'm bored an' don't know what da fuck tah do, I jus' go lookin' for her an' it occupies my time."
"Oscar, dat's sick! Oh my God, dat's like so sick! So you're like a peeping tom?"
"I don't watch through windows dearie, rooftops."
"What's da difference? Oh my God. Do they know you stalk 'em?" Liz asked.
"Well if dey knew, den it wouldn't be stalkin' now would it?" He laughed. "Well, I stopped. I mean, like today I stopped, because I knew sooner or later she'll find out."
"Who?"
"Oh da goil dat is used tah stalk." Liz nodded uncomfortably. "Yeah, don't worry about it, it wasn't you. It was jus' some stupid bitch who didn't see what was comin' to her. Okay?"
"Okay. Umm you kind of scared me there for a minute, but..." A pillow hit her straight in the head. Soon the sound of obnoxious laughter coming from the three drunk boys was heard.
"I got you!" Hoodlie laughed as he was slapped over the head by Josh. They looked at each other and laughed even harder.
"Hey, guys, you got her!" Morris joined in.
"Haha, yeah, you got me." Liz tried to sound like she was in the whole thing, but she wasn't.
"Hoodlie, jus' find a bone somewhere an' throw it at her. You boned 'er!" Josh screeched with laughter.
"Oh my God." She said under her breath. "Um, I think I better go now."
"No, don't go Liz. Look dey're jus' idiots. Don't give no mind tah dem." Oscar said. "Jus' stay for a little bit, okay. I mean, I'd rather be sittin' here wid you den tah be alone wid dese faggots. You know what I gotta put up wid."
"No, I really think I should..."
"Are you afraid of dem? Liz, it's da sober ones you gotta be afraid of. Dey're da ones dat'll surprise ya." He kidded.
"Yeah, I highly doubt dat." She said under her breath again.
"Jus' stay will ya. C'mon it's fun. Jus' me an' you, an' da idiots, an' nothin' else. No Snitch, no Skittery, no no one. C'mon, jus' relax." He said as he got up and massaged her shoulders.
She became even more uncomfortable than she was before. "That's not likely, Oscar." She said to his face. "Okay, okay, Oscar I'm fine." She said as she pushed him away from her.
"Geez, you're so paranoid, Liz. You need tah calm down a bit. Take a few deep breaths or somethin'." Oscar suggested as he sat back down beside her.
"So, uhh..." They both said together. "Go ahead." They said together again. They both laughed. "Okay, dat was a little weird." Oscar said.
Liz laughed as she twisted her cross necklace between her fingers. She normally did that when she was nervous. "Yeah, it kinda was." She said.
"Yeah." He said as he thought about what he was going to say next. "Hey, could I talk tah you like alone for a minute?" He asked.
"You can talk tah me right here."
"No, I don't wanna talk wid dese fuckers around. Come on." He said as he gently grabbed her arm.
"Wait, where are we goin'?"
"In dere." He said as he pointed to the room.
"Wait, why can't we go outside?" Liz asked, stalling.
"'Cause it's cold out."
"It's summer!"
"Well it's raining out." Oscar argued.
"No it's not."
"Yes it is! Look." He pointed to the window and proved it was raining.
"Okay, well we can go under a balcony or somethin'. Why do we gotta go in dere?"
"Do ya wanna hear dis or not, Liz?"
"What's it about?" Liz asked.
"It doesn't matter, I just wanna talk tah you. Can't I do dat?"
"Yeah, I guess." Liz sighed as she stood up and followed him in the room.
"Are ya gonna sit down?"
"Where, on da floor?"
"No on da bed." He said.
"I don't want tah sit dere." She argued.
"Why not?"
"Because I jus' don't."
"It's like a big chair, Liz."
"Are you gonna sit beside me?"
"No." Oscar snapped.
"Okay." She snapped back, as she sat down.
"You just pissed me off." Oscar said as he started pacing.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to."
"God just stop!" Oscar yelled.
"I didn't say anything!" She argued back.
"Well jus' stop talkin'!" Oscar said as he argued back.
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"Wow, dat's goin' well." Morris joked as he listened at the door.
"What is he tryin' tah do?" Hoodlie asked.
"God don't you listen tah anythin'? Don't you know anythin'?" Morris taunted. "Did you listen tah da plan?"
"Yeah, but I don't understand everythin'."
"What don't ya understand, Hoodlie?" Josh asked.
"Like why we're supposed tah act like we're drunk? I mean, it's kinda stupid, right?"
"Did ya hear what he said? He said, "it's da sober ones ya gotta look out for". Do ya know what dat means? He was warnin' her dat she should look out for him, but she didn't get it. What are you thinkin' is gonna go down here?" Josh asked.
"I don't know."
"Well we'll surprise ya. Jus' do what ever we tell ya tah do an' you'll find out, okay. We gotta be quiet or dey're gonna hear us. Now shut up and jus' wait for da signal, okay?" Josh explained.
"Fine." Hoodlie replied back.
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After Oscar finally calmed down he could begin his speech. "Okay, I just wanna say dat I'm really glad you're here. Although I don't really sound like it, I am. God you're beautiful."
"Oh God, Oscar no. Not dis again. No." She said as she stood up.
"Wait, Liz, hold on."
"No I'm not gonna listen tah dis, Oscar. I've heard dis ten million times before, I don't wanna hear dis. Oscar you know I hate dis. I hate dis more den anythin' I've ever hated before."
"Wait! Jus' listen tah me, okay. I got a point, I promise."
"Well den make it!"
"Okay. Well you know how I've changed an' everythin'. I did it for you." He explained.
"Yeah? And? I'm sorry I don't understand."
"Well don't you think it's time dat you do somethin' for me?"
"Like what? I'm your friend now, isn't dat what you wanted? Isn't dat enough? I don't hate you anymore."
"Yeah, but dat's not what I said I wanted."
"Well you never told me what you wanted. What do you want? Do ya want, I don't know. Do you want tah hang out or something? What?"
"No I don't want tah hang out." Oscar replied.
"Well den what do ya want?"
"What do ya think I want?"
"You want some breakfast at Tibby's! Yeah, dat's what you want. We can go out tomorrow morning and get breakfast. Yeah! I better go and earn some money real quick." She said as she got up.
"Not so fast!" He pushed her right back down.
"Oscar, you know I'm not good wid dese guessin' games. I don't know."
"You don't wanna see, do you? You don't fuckin' wanna see." Oscar said as he turned away.
"See what? I see you. Oscar, I don't understand."
"You're a bitch!" He yelled.
Her mouth dropped open, because he caught her off guard. "What?"
"You never saw me, did you?"
"What do you mean? Oscar you're confusing me, just explain tah me what you're talkin' about."
"You were never interested in me at all, were you?"
"Yes I was! Wait; define what you mean by 'interested'?"
"What did you come here for?"
"I came 'cause I needed someone tah talk to. Me an' Snitch had a fight an' I just needed tah clear my head, alright. I don't' know what you thought I came here for, but whatever it was I didn't!" Liz explained.
"God I changed for you and, wait, no I didn't change."
"Yes you did."
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did."
"Stop sayin' I did, because I didn't."
"Stop sayin' you didn't because you did! You're da new Oscar now, you already proved dat. Da old Oscar is gone, dead. He died a long time ago, an' he ain't never comin' back."
"Liz, dat's da reason why you don't see me. Let me explain it tah you, okay, just because I treat you nicer and differently doesn't mean dat I've changed completely. You know how I was talkin' about stalkin'? Well do you remember last summer when you were headed tah dat church dat one night, you felt like someone was watching you. You turned around and no one was there, so you went faster. Sooner or later you started running. You kept feeling two eyes on you, but you couldn't see anyone. Well dat was me Liz! How can I prove it? Because you saw Bumlets in da church dat night. He was devastated about how his father killed his mother and he told you something dat tah dis day you still can't forget, he said "if you really care about someone you won't leave 'em. You'll never know how much dey mean tah you until dey're gone". Do ya remember dat? You always wonder how I know all dis stuff about you, like where you are at what time, where you're going an' things like dat. I don't know, Liz. I just have a lot of connections. Think again, Liz! It was all me! You can't read between da lines, you believe so much in coincidences. Oh maybe he knew I was here because it was a coincidence. No! It was because I followed you dere. You don't know da real me, Liz. You never knew da real me. See all I had tah do is do da right things when you're around, put on an act, say nice things about you, keep my cool an' you'll believe I'm a different person. But I'm not a different Oscar. I'm still da same old bastard dat I used tah be."
Liz shook her head in disbelief. "I don't believe you Oscar."
"Why da fuck not? Da evidence is right dere and why would I lie about it? I told you I wasn't ashamed of what I do. I'm not ashamed tah be dis way, an' I don't know why da hell I should be either. I'm just me an' dat's it. I'm me and I'm not gonna change for you."
"I think I better go now." Liz said as she got up as fast as she could.
"I don't think so missy! You got yourself in dis shit an' dere ain't no way of gettin' you out. You're in my hands now."
"What? Why are you doin' dis?"
"Cause I want to! I want tah do dis, Liz. I've wanted tah do dis a long time ago, an' you knew it. I warned you about it, but you seemed to have forgot about it, am I right? You were too much into that, "oh hail Jesus" and "Jesus will save me from anythin'", well He ain't gonna be here tah save ya from me. I warned you Liz, dat's da best I could do. I told you dat eventually dis day would come, an' lookie here, it's already came. Now you can be a good girl an' work wid me here, or we can do things my way, what ever you want."
She glared at him with hurt. "I can't believe you're doin' dis."
"Believe it. It's real." He said with no remorse at all for cheating her out and betraying her. "Are you afraid of me?"
She looked at him straight in the eye and said firmly, "No, I'm not afraid of you."
He smirked and laughed, "dat's da wrong answer."
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Teehee. Didn't want to write that, didn't want to write that. But I did, now bow to me because I did it. I'll go now.
Here's what's next.
-- Was Snitch supposed to run into Hoodlie that day? Was there something significant about their meeting?
-- How far is Liz's and Snitch's friendship really? How close are they in reality? Are they close enough to really sense that something isn't right? If so, how would they act towards it? What would they do?
-- How will Snitch react when he sees his worst nightmare, but it was actually reality?
Geez I give too much away, but I don't know what else to do. Gah!
Yup, if you guys saw the title of this chapter, you'll notice that it's called "betrayal"; this is like the HUGE THING in the story. So yeah, just be informed for that and expect, uh, some pretty bad stuff. Nothing really bad in this chapter, it's the next chapter that might have the worse of the things. This one just has swear words in and stuff. So yeah, I just wanted to tell you guys that.
Now for SO's at the beginning of the chapter because I want to.
Blue Boxer – Geez you have a lot of anger, geez! You need to write nicer reviews to me or I'm gonna get mad, seriously! I mean, for the past ten years you've been like writing nothing but bad stuff to me. Gosh, I'm sorry that I didn't put you in that much. You didn't put me in that much in your story either, I'm trying my best, but you weren't part of the original plan. I chose to put you in and I did. My job is done. So, please don't be expecting so much from me, you're not a main character and this is the climax. The climax baby and that means it's mostly main characters and a few of the littler characters. But you're not in this, sorry. I'll try to fit you in later if I can. I don't know. If I don't, I'll explain to you what happened. You and Blink met up at Medda's because he took you there (as friends), you guys didn't drink anything, and went back to your place and made it. You told Spot to hit the road and he did, he went to Germany for vacation (and to cry) and you two are now dating. See that's how it goes. I can think of something that I'm gonna do with Blink in the future, so be looking for that, but I don't know if you'll show up anytime soon. Sorry sis, but you're just so five minutes ago. LOL j/k. There I explained it, now give me a nicer review!
Splashey – You guys are just too good when it comes to picking out foreshadowing and stuff like that. I don't know or not if this will decide whether or not he's a good or bad guy, the girl he's talking about might just be another girl that no one knows about. I don't know. You'll just have to wait and see. :wink wink: Yupporuni, Snitch and Hoodlie used to be best friends, back in the day, now they grew apart and moved on with their lives. Don't you just love reunions, they're so sweet. Hehe! Thanks so much for reviewing and I got this one up ASAIC (as soon as I could). Thanks and Luvvies!
JustDuck – You know, you're right, I never did tell you what shirt he picked. You'll figure it out later, I promise. If you don't, then I'll have a special A/N and tell you guys. I promise that much! That song is like so freaky when it comes to their relationship! LOL it like describes it 100%! That's weird. Great point you made there. I have to download that song and see what it sounds like. Thanks for pointing that out! Thanks so much for reviewing! Luvvies!
A quiet, but brisk knock came to Oscar's door, as he shushed his rowdy friends. He got up and walked over to the door and opened it. There stood Liz. He was surprised to see her, and she knew it. "Oh hey, what are ya doin' here?"
She noticed that he had company and was now planning on going somewhere else; she didn't want to bother anyone. "Oh, um, nothin'. Sorry, um, I see you're busy, I'll jus' come back later." She said as she turned to walk away.
He cleared his throat and looked back at his friends. "No, hey, stop. Don't worry about it, c'mon in. Honestly, don't worry 'bout nothin', jus' come in." He said as he led her back into his house. He walked her in far enough so that everyone could see her and she could see everyone. "That dere is Hoodlie, Josh an' you know da dumb ass, Morris. Fella's dis is Liz."
"Hey." Liz said shyly, a little unsure if she really wanted to stay or not.
"Os, who is dis?" Josh asked as he stumbled to get up off the couch he was sitting on. He dragged his feet while he walked, and barely got over to Liz without tripping over his own two feet.
"I said it's Liz, you ass wipe! You deaf or somethin'?" Oscar said sarcastically.
"Nah, I can see." Josh said, not realizing that he said it.
Liz covered her mouth to hide her smile and tried her hardest not to giggle. It didn't really work when Oscar started busting up. She went right along with him, uncontrollably.
"What's so funny? What?" Josh asked dumbfounded.
"Nothin' man. You can't help dat you're a little mentally screwed over." Oscar laughed even more.
"You're an asshole, Os. Seriously, I don't know why I bother comin' here anymore." Josh complained.
"It's because you ain't got nothin' better tah do!" Hoodlie jumped into the conversation.
"I got lots a stuff tah do, Hoodlie! An' I wouldn't be talkin' if I was you!"
"Well you ain't me! An' thank da good Lord for dat. If you was me an' I was you, I'd kill ya for makin' me look so bad, an' God, so damn ugly!"
"Why I oughta!" Josh yelled as he ran over and took a punch at Hoodlie.
Oscar casually walked over and broke it up. "Josh, you couldn't hit him if was standin' two inches in front of you, which, wait a minute, he is!" Oscar pushed him down on the couch. "Now sit down an' shut up." He walked over to Liz and stood beside her. "Do ya wanna sit down?" He asked her. She just looked at him. "Or you can stand dere, what ever you want." He laughed.
"No, I'll sit." She said as she sat down on another couch thing. He sat down beside her. She watched Hoodlie and Josh whispering something to each other and laughing. "What are dey doin' now?"
Oscar looked over at them and replied, "I don't know. In about five minutes dey're probably gonna be makin' out or somethin'." He laughed.
"Are dey?"
"No, dey're straight, dey jus' do whatever I tell dem tah do." Liz nodded. "What do ya want dem tah do? I'll tell 'em an' dey'll do it."
"I don't know, Oscar. I mean, dat's kinda mean, ain't it?"
"What?"
"Ya know, I don't, uh, I don't wanna be rude." She said honestly.
"Rude? Rude?"
"Yeah."
"Liz, dere are fifty thousand million other things in da woild tah be worried about an' you're worried about bein' rude?! What's da matter wid ya? I mean, I bet you ain't never done one mean thing in your life, am I right?" Oscar asked.
"Well, I don't know, I've been mean. I do bad stuff too, sometimes." She explained.
"Like what? Yawnin' in church or somethin'? Jippin' some guy on a pape? Havin' someone trip over dere shoe lace because you didn't feel like tellin' 'em it was untied?" Oscar laughed.
"No, I've done worse stuff before."
"Like what? Liz, I've known you since you foist came here an' you ain't da foist one tah do bad stuff. C'mon try me, I bet ya I've done things a million times worse den what you've done." Oscar laughed.
"Okay, um, I, uh, did a lotta bad stuff. I jus' can't think of anythin' right now. Give me minute." She thought for a minute. "Oh yeah, dis one time, I stole ten of Snitch's papes because I needed some extra money. I never told 'im about it an' tah dis day he still thinks dat Tumbler took dem."
"Wow!" Oscar said sarcastically. "Liz, my grandmother has done worse things den dat an' she's 78 years old. She's done worse stuff like dat dis year! Dat ain't what I call bad, I call dat, well I don't know what I call it, but it ain't bad."
"Well, what have you done? You ever committed any crimes?" Liz asked curiously.
Oscar laughed. "Yeah. Liz, dat's what I do. Dat's what I live for."
"But why? I mean, why would you want to get in trouble? You know you're gonna get nailed for it sometime."
"Why? Because its fun an' it's exhilarating. It just gives ya a thrill, ya know. I ain't never gonna be caught, Liz. Dey don't wanna catch people like me. Dey underestimate me, ya know. It's people like me who keep dis world shitty."
"Wait, are you tryin' tah tell me somethin'?"
"Oh no, you asked. I was jus' bein' honest wid ya, I mean, I ain't gonna lie about it. What's tah lie about? I ain't ashamed of what I do, or what I did, or what I'm plannin' on doin', ya know, past, present, future, I ain't ashamed of dat." Oscar explained.
"So what did you do? Murder anyone?" Liz joked.
Oscar laughed again. "No I never murdered anyone; if I did I wouldn't be here talkin' tah you right now. I'd be boarded up in an institution or somethin' right now. Dey look an' focus on da murderers an' dat's why I'm not in da stockades. But yeah, I mean I could be in for assault an' battery, stealin', stalkin', an' uh somethin' else, dat was a long time ago though."
"Wait, you stalk people?"
"Person, I stalk a person."
"Who? Why? Dat's creepy Oscar, dat's insane!"
"I know, but it's like a past time, ya know, like a hobby. When I'm bored an' don't know what da fuck tah do, I jus' go lookin' for her an' it occupies my time."
"Oscar, dat's sick! Oh my God, dat's like so sick! So you're like a peeping tom?"
"I don't watch through windows dearie, rooftops."
"What's da difference? Oh my God. Do they know you stalk 'em?" Liz asked.
"Well if dey knew, den it wouldn't be stalkin' now would it?" He laughed. "Well, I stopped. I mean, like today I stopped, because I knew sooner or later she'll find out."
"Who?"
"Oh da goil dat is used tah stalk." Liz nodded uncomfortably. "Yeah, don't worry about it, it wasn't you. It was jus' some stupid bitch who didn't see what was comin' to her. Okay?"
"Okay. Umm you kind of scared me there for a minute, but..." A pillow hit her straight in the head. Soon the sound of obnoxious laughter coming from the three drunk boys was heard.
"I got you!" Hoodlie laughed as he was slapped over the head by Josh. They looked at each other and laughed even harder.
"Hey, guys, you got her!" Morris joined in.
"Haha, yeah, you got me." Liz tried to sound like she was in the whole thing, but she wasn't.
"Hoodlie, jus' find a bone somewhere an' throw it at her. You boned 'er!" Josh screeched with laughter.
"Oh my God." She said under her breath. "Um, I think I better go now."
"No, don't go Liz. Look dey're jus' idiots. Don't give no mind tah dem." Oscar said. "Jus' stay for a little bit, okay. I mean, I'd rather be sittin' here wid you den tah be alone wid dese faggots. You know what I gotta put up wid."
"No, I really think I should..."
"Are you afraid of dem? Liz, it's da sober ones you gotta be afraid of. Dey're da ones dat'll surprise ya." He kidded.
"Yeah, I highly doubt dat." She said under her breath again.
"Jus' stay will ya. C'mon it's fun. Jus' me an' you, an' da idiots, an' nothin' else. No Snitch, no Skittery, no no one. C'mon, jus' relax." He said as he got up and massaged her shoulders.
She became even more uncomfortable than she was before. "That's not likely, Oscar." She said to his face. "Okay, okay, Oscar I'm fine." She said as she pushed him away from her.
"Geez, you're so paranoid, Liz. You need tah calm down a bit. Take a few deep breaths or somethin'." Oscar suggested as he sat back down beside her.
"So, uhh..." They both said together. "Go ahead." They said together again. They both laughed. "Okay, dat was a little weird." Oscar said.
Liz laughed as she twisted her cross necklace between her fingers. She normally did that when she was nervous. "Yeah, it kinda was." She said.
"Yeah." He said as he thought about what he was going to say next. "Hey, could I talk tah you like alone for a minute?" He asked.
"You can talk tah me right here."
"No, I don't wanna talk wid dese fuckers around. Come on." He said as he gently grabbed her arm.
"Wait, where are we goin'?"
"In dere." He said as he pointed to the room.
"Wait, why can't we go outside?" Liz asked, stalling.
"'Cause it's cold out."
"It's summer!"
"Well it's raining out." Oscar argued.
"No it's not."
"Yes it is! Look." He pointed to the window and proved it was raining.
"Okay, well we can go under a balcony or somethin'. Why do we gotta go in dere?"
"Do ya wanna hear dis or not, Liz?"
"What's it about?" Liz asked.
"It doesn't matter, I just wanna talk tah you. Can't I do dat?"
"Yeah, I guess." Liz sighed as she stood up and followed him in the room.
"Are ya gonna sit down?"
"Where, on da floor?"
"No on da bed." He said.
"I don't want tah sit dere." She argued.
"Why not?"
"Because I jus' don't."
"It's like a big chair, Liz."
"Are you gonna sit beside me?"
"No." Oscar snapped.
"Okay." She snapped back, as she sat down.
"You just pissed me off." Oscar said as he started pacing.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to."
"God just stop!" Oscar yelled.
"I didn't say anything!" She argued back.
"Well jus' stop talkin'!" Oscar said as he argued back.
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"Wow, dat's goin' well." Morris joked as he listened at the door.
"What is he tryin' tah do?" Hoodlie asked.
"God don't you listen tah anythin'? Don't you know anythin'?" Morris taunted. "Did you listen tah da plan?"
"Yeah, but I don't understand everythin'."
"What don't ya understand, Hoodlie?" Josh asked.
"Like why we're supposed tah act like we're drunk? I mean, it's kinda stupid, right?"
"Did ya hear what he said? He said, "it's da sober ones ya gotta look out for". Do ya know what dat means? He was warnin' her dat she should look out for him, but she didn't get it. What are you thinkin' is gonna go down here?" Josh asked.
"I don't know."
"Well we'll surprise ya. Jus' do what ever we tell ya tah do an' you'll find out, okay. We gotta be quiet or dey're gonna hear us. Now shut up and jus' wait for da signal, okay?" Josh explained.
"Fine." Hoodlie replied back.
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After Oscar finally calmed down he could begin his speech. "Okay, I just wanna say dat I'm really glad you're here. Although I don't really sound like it, I am. God you're beautiful."
"Oh God, Oscar no. Not dis again. No." She said as she stood up.
"Wait, Liz, hold on."
"No I'm not gonna listen tah dis, Oscar. I've heard dis ten million times before, I don't wanna hear dis. Oscar you know I hate dis. I hate dis more den anythin' I've ever hated before."
"Wait! Jus' listen tah me, okay. I got a point, I promise."
"Well den make it!"
"Okay. Well you know how I've changed an' everythin'. I did it for you." He explained.
"Yeah? And? I'm sorry I don't understand."
"Well don't you think it's time dat you do somethin' for me?"
"Like what? I'm your friend now, isn't dat what you wanted? Isn't dat enough? I don't hate you anymore."
"Yeah, but dat's not what I said I wanted."
"Well you never told me what you wanted. What do you want? Do ya want, I don't know. Do you want tah hang out or something? What?"
"No I don't want tah hang out." Oscar replied.
"Well den what do ya want?"
"What do ya think I want?"
"You want some breakfast at Tibby's! Yeah, dat's what you want. We can go out tomorrow morning and get breakfast. Yeah! I better go and earn some money real quick." She said as she got up.
"Not so fast!" He pushed her right back down.
"Oscar, you know I'm not good wid dese guessin' games. I don't know."
"You don't wanna see, do you? You don't fuckin' wanna see." Oscar said as he turned away.
"See what? I see you. Oscar, I don't understand."
"You're a bitch!" He yelled.
Her mouth dropped open, because he caught her off guard. "What?"
"You never saw me, did you?"
"What do you mean? Oscar you're confusing me, just explain tah me what you're talkin' about."
"You were never interested in me at all, were you?"
"Yes I was! Wait; define what you mean by 'interested'?"
"What did you come here for?"
"I came 'cause I needed someone tah talk to. Me an' Snitch had a fight an' I just needed tah clear my head, alright. I don't' know what you thought I came here for, but whatever it was I didn't!" Liz explained.
"God I changed for you and, wait, no I didn't change."
"Yes you did."
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did."
"Stop sayin' I did, because I didn't."
"Stop sayin' you didn't because you did! You're da new Oscar now, you already proved dat. Da old Oscar is gone, dead. He died a long time ago, an' he ain't never comin' back."
"Liz, dat's da reason why you don't see me. Let me explain it tah you, okay, just because I treat you nicer and differently doesn't mean dat I've changed completely. You know how I was talkin' about stalkin'? Well do you remember last summer when you were headed tah dat church dat one night, you felt like someone was watching you. You turned around and no one was there, so you went faster. Sooner or later you started running. You kept feeling two eyes on you, but you couldn't see anyone. Well dat was me Liz! How can I prove it? Because you saw Bumlets in da church dat night. He was devastated about how his father killed his mother and he told you something dat tah dis day you still can't forget, he said "if you really care about someone you won't leave 'em. You'll never know how much dey mean tah you until dey're gone". Do ya remember dat? You always wonder how I know all dis stuff about you, like where you are at what time, where you're going an' things like dat. I don't know, Liz. I just have a lot of connections. Think again, Liz! It was all me! You can't read between da lines, you believe so much in coincidences. Oh maybe he knew I was here because it was a coincidence. No! It was because I followed you dere. You don't know da real me, Liz. You never knew da real me. See all I had tah do is do da right things when you're around, put on an act, say nice things about you, keep my cool an' you'll believe I'm a different person. But I'm not a different Oscar. I'm still da same old bastard dat I used tah be."
Liz shook her head in disbelief. "I don't believe you Oscar."
"Why da fuck not? Da evidence is right dere and why would I lie about it? I told you I wasn't ashamed of what I do. I'm not ashamed tah be dis way, an' I don't know why da hell I should be either. I'm just me an' dat's it. I'm me and I'm not gonna change for you."
"I think I better go now." Liz said as she got up as fast as she could.
"I don't think so missy! You got yourself in dis shit an' dere ain't no way of gettin' you out. You're in my hands now."
"What? Why are you doin' dis?"
"Cause I want to! I want tah do dis, Liz. I've wanted tah do dis a long time ago, an' you knew it. I warned you about it, but you seemed to have forgot about it, am I right? You were too much into that, "oh hail Jesus" and "Jesus will save me from anythin'", well He ain't gonna be here tah save ya from me. I warned you Liz, dat's da best I could do. I told you dat eventually dis day would come, an' lookie here, it's already came. Now you can be a good girl an' work wid me here, or we can do things my way, what ever you want."
She glared at him with hurt. "I can't believe you're doin' dis."
"Believe it. It's real." He said with no remorse at all for cheating her out and betraying her. "Are you afraid of me?"
She looked at him straight in the eye and said firmly, "No, I'm not afraid of you."
He smirked and laughed, "dat's da wrong answer."
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Teehee. Didn't want to write that, didn't want to write that. But I did, now bow to me because I did it. I'll go now.
Here's what's next.
-- Was Snitch supposed to run into Hoodlie that day? Was there something significant about their meeting?
-- How far is Liz's and Snitch's friendship really? How close are they in reality? Are they close enough to really sense that something isn't right? If so, how would they act towards it? What would they do?
-- How will Snitch react when he sees his worst nightmare, but it was actually reality?
Geez I give too much away, but I don't know what else to do. Gah!
