When Friends are More Than Friends.

Ch. 6

Spot.

I couldn't even hold my gaze with her for more than 3 seconds. I hated knowing that, that pretty boy liked her. I couldn't even tell her what was wrong or she would have found out.

"What's wrong, Spot? Ya know I can read ya like a book, so spill," She asked me.

"Nothing," I replied, but my mind was saying other wise. You idiot! Just tell her! If you don't, your dreams will never come true. I was lost in my thoughts when she took my black wool hat off my head. I smiled as she started to run to Central Park. She looked behind her right shoulder and saw I was chasing after her to get my hat. I saw her go behind an old oak tree, so while she was catching her breath, I snuck up behind her and grabbed her shoulders and yelled, "Found ya!" She screamed and tried to get up, but neither of us saw the hill that was next to the tree. Who puts a tree next to hill? I mean come on.

We started to roll down the hill, with Catwalk holding on to my shirt collar, while I held her around her slender waist. We were laughing at our stupidity as we rolled down. When we hit the bottom, I was on top of her. We were so close and she didn't even realize it, but when she did, she blushed and attempted to get up, but I pinned her down with my body. I could see she was trying to look away but she didn't break our gaze. I couldn't help myself, so I kissed her. I felt an electrical shock go through my whole body. When I pulled away, she looked shocked.

"Why?" She asked me. I smiled and gave her another kiss. She ran my fingers through my slightly damp hair and smiled. When we pulled away, she laughed. I smiled and put my hat on my head.

"Ya never answered me question," She said. I felt hurt. I had basically told her in the least verbal way possible. I got up and left. I took the longest way home possible. I thought about what had happened, and I was having a conversion with myself in my head.

Why did ya do dat! Now she'll never talk to ya ever again,

How do ya know? She might have the same feelings.

Or she may not.

Why do you always have to be so mean?

Because I'm the devil and you're the angel.

Oh, ok. Spot, ya gotta go to her before Jordan does or you may never live happily ever after,

No one ever lives happily ever after.

But Spot's different. He has the power to get his girl back and live happily ever after.

No he doesn't!

Yes he does!

I sat down on my bed of the Brooklyn Lodging House. How I got there…I don't know but I'm here and that's all that matters. I felt my head crash against the pillow and the memory of her first night came back to me suddenly…

I was sitting on a wooden crate listening to the rain outside while playing poker. Even at the mere age of 11, I whooped everybody's ass. I suddenly heard a crash outside, expect, it wasn't the rain. One of the older boys looked out the broken window and shouted for someone to go outside and help him. I followed him but he told me to get back to the game because I wasn't strong enough. So another boy followed him out. I looked out the window and saw Bottle Cap and Snoozer carrying a body. My eyes grew as I saw Taylor, our caregiver; open the door to let them carry the body in. I heard them walk up the old stairs and I watched as them lay the body on the empty bed underneath mine. I walked over and saw it was a girl. Her wet hair was clinging to her face and her eyes were closed. I saw bruises on her arms where her dirty looking blouse didn't cover. She didn't have any shoes on her feet and her skirt looked liked it had been sewed up many times. She looked about 10 or 11, I didn't know.

"What are we gonna do? We don't allow girls here," Bottle Cap asked Taylor. Bottle Cap was known for his niceness and I could see in his eyes that he wanted the girl to stay so that what ever she was running from couldn't get to her again

"She could prove herself," I said. They all looked at me funny, "Ya know, like doing something we haven't done before," They nodded in approval. I was glad because I wanted to learn more about this girl. She screamed and her eyes shot open reveling emerald green eyes.

"No papa! I didn't do anything! Please don't hurt me!" She screamed. She looked around the room and saw she was in a room full of boys. She sighed with relief.

"What happened to ya?" I asked, "And why are ya here?" She looked away. I put my hand on hers, "It's ok, no one will hurt ya here," I whispered in her ear. She gave me a small smile and started crying onto my shoulder. Not knowing what to do, I patted her gently on the back. She spilled out her heart and soul to me. I felt awful and I didn't even do anything.

Her father would beat her if dinner wasn't made when he got home or if the house wasn't clean or if the paper wasn't at his place when he ate breakfast. Her name was Elizabeth. She would pray to God every night to save her from her father, but nothing ever happened until tonight, when she found the courage to run away. She didn't know her way around Brooklyn even though she's lived here her whole life, that's how she ended up at the Lodging House. She slipped and fell on the mud; that was the crash we heard.

The next day, she proved herself by walking on the catwalk of the Brooklyn Bridge. She was so exited to finally be away from her abusive father. She soon became my best friend. But there was one problem; I liked her, a lot. I could never tell her. Until now.

"What are ya doin' up dare?" A voice I knew all to well asked me. I looked down from my bed and saw Catwalk standing in the doorway. I smiled and replied, "Nothin'" She laughed. I love making her laugh. It felt as if I touched her heart. She walked over and placed her hand on top of mine. I smiled as the bolt of electricity went thorough my veins. I bent my head down so my chin was resting on the wooden bar. She smiled and leaned in and kissed me.

Wow. 1,170 words. That's a lot. I think this might be my longest chapter. Wow. Yum. School starts in 8 days. I shouldn't go to school 'cause 'I don't need no school!' Now time to thank the lovely reviewers that took time out of their busy lives to review.

Queen of Doom: I don't even know what he's going to do and I'm writing it! LOL I'm just joking. I know.

Kaitins: Hope this one is just as good as the last one!

XXSpotsgoilXx: You'll see. You'll see. I think you just saw. So…You saw…You saw.

Madmbutterfly713: When he kisses her. Duh! Tell Aunt Marylyn (I hope that's spelled right) that I say Hi! You should be confused.