Alright. I know people are reading but they are not, I repeat they are not reviewing. The reason people should review is so they can help the person grow as an author/storyteller and so that the story can be more enjoyable for the readers. Because when I see 30 people read it and one review, I'm thinking does that mean no has anything to say because it is that good? So yes, even if it is that good, I would very much like reviews to see what I may improve on so that I can create things that people will actually like. Thank you very much for reading my thoughts. For those who did thank you! I love you guys.

Cinnamon Spice: I think everyone wants to find a guy like Spot. I'm going to end the story in a couple of more chapters. I was thinking a sequel on a different side of things? What do you think? but then again I don't know if actually like that idea, because it would have to be like really good. But I have thoughts for other stories! Thank you for being the first person to review last chapter!

Lilyanatos: Well I hope you have time to read the rest. I know it's kinda long but hey, you reviewed that's great! I'm very gald the first chapter was enjoyable :)!

SilverConlon: Really she's unique because I had some people say she was like a few notches away from a Mary Sue. Thanks, you have no idea how much that means for me to read that. And I know it was a long wait for the next chapter so here it is!

Chapter 20: Now the fun can begin

Once she and the rest of the guys reached the building she was immediately brought upstairs and bound. She'd been sitting the chair for a while and it was getting very uncomfortable being tied to it. Accent had been in the room for what seemed like a few hours and hoped Spot had no problem bringing out his share of the plan.

The time they spent together was beyond reality. They talked for awhile in Central Park planning out what they were going to do and he asked her to be his girl. She was quite excited to be asked and she accepted. All she could think about was him at the moment. Hoping that he would be alright when everything would follow through. She was glad that she had the chance to hang out with him because anything could happen that night. She feared for the worst and if it should happen, she was glad that he knew how she felt. As she was lost in her thoughts door opened and Josh walked in with a few of the other men.

"So Jenna, why New York?" Josh asked her. Her head snapped up. She didn't answer but just glared at him. "What to smart to now talk? I'm not going to ask you again. Why did you run all the way to New York when it would had just been easier if you stayed home." He waited for an answer but none never came. She just looked at him. He bent down so his back was to the guys and his face in hers. He didn't want to have to do it but he knew McClaire was expecting it. "I sure hope you know what you're doing." he whispered to her his concern. He straightened up a little before the back of his hand landed on her cheek. He looked forwarded after her head whipped to the side and flinch a bit after that. Her eyes were lightly filling with water but you couldn't tell from an outsiders point of view. "Bring her." Josh said to the others as he left the room. The two goons that were with him went over and untied her from the chair but the ropes stayed on her wrists.

Both men were on either side of her as they escorted her to the second level, where Jake McClaire was located. She saw him with his back turned to her looking out the window. She was placed in the center and the men made a circle around her. Everyone was there. Everyone was located in that single room. She didn't show any emotion as he turned to face her.

"So you killed my father Jenna." Jake said.

"So. It wasn't my fault that he fell off the edge as he attacked me." she said. He walked up to her and was circling her. He looked just like his father. Brown hair and brown eyes that could make any girl melt. He wasn't tall but he was still considered a good size. He had muscles but it wasn't like the muscles her brothers or friends had from working on the farm. Jake had never worked a day in his life. Always supported by his father. The man he once hated. The man that he now was.

"Well it was your fault any way and now you're going to have to pay for that." He said coming up from behind her and whispering in her ear. She tried not to flinch. He walked away from her. "Boys." he said. And with that they all left. Josh was the last one out. As he looked back at her and she could see him through the corner of her eye. There was no longer any hope of saving her now he thought to himself. With a shake of his head he closed the door behind him.

"You know I never got why my father kept trying to get you. But after this I can see why. It was the chase he liked. Knowing that when he caught you you would fight. He always loved a fight my father. As much as I hated him for what he did to you, I think I'm going to enjoy doing what he never was able to succeed at." He just looked at her with a pleasant smile on her face. She didn't know what he meant at first but then it clicked in her head.

"What makes you so sure that you're going to succeed?" she asked him.

"Because. You know I'm a stronger man than he was." he said walking up to her. Stopping only inches away. He brought his fingers up to her face to caress it. "Because this time you have no one around to protect you." He brought his index finger down her cheek bone, to her neck and stopping at collarbone that her shirt didn't cover. He walked to the back of her, practically pressing his body against hers as his hands rested on her shoulders. "But I think it should be fair." He brought his hands down and untied the ropes holding her hands together. He turned her around. "Now the fun can begin." She just looked at him. Trying to think of what his next move was and she saw his fist coming towards her and ducked.

"Spot, they still aren't here." Jon said.

"I know." Spot said. He was now officially worried that Spar couldn't find them or that something could have happen to them. "But what to do?" he thought to himself.

"We're going to have to change plans." Nathan said. "It's already begun." He said pointing up to window that was farthest away from the alley on the second level. They saw Accent ducking to getting away from Jake as he kept coming after her.

"Shit." Spot said.

As she ducked she tried to punch him but failed. She ran across the room trying to think of something. He followed her. Backed up against the wall and he was blocking her from going any where. He tried to punch again and she ducked again but the second time he succeed in connecting his fist with her jaw. She flew against the wall. She figured he recognized that every punch he tried she ducked. He was now over her smiling as he looked down at his prey. Nothing delighted him more than the thought of succeeding at something his father failed to do. He kicked her a couple of times to make sure that was in pain and would be unable to fight against him. She saw him kneel down beside her as she groped her stomach. She felt like throwing up because the impact was so forceful.
"I hope you enjoy this as much as I will." he said. He brought his hand to face as he brought his closer to hers. She saw him smile that grin that reminded her so much of his father. Before she knew it his lips forcefully connected with hers and he laid his body upon hers. She couldn't move and couldn't think. The only she could remember was the night his father tried and the day when Oscar was so close to succeeding.

His hands worked as fast they could, quickly undoing both their shirts and almost were completely off. He stopped what he did and smiled down at her.

"Not much of fighter are you." he commented. She was wiggling as she tried to get any limb free from the weight of his body. He was about to continue as she was punched him square in the jaw. She was able to get him off her despite his size against hers. She quickly buttoned a couple of buttons as she stood to face him. "O now we seem to have a little spunk." he said quite amused. "I was afraid it was going to be too easy." She glared at him before she charged at him. But he was too quick for her. He was able to land a punch and now there was blood coming out of the corner of her mouth. She tried desperately to get a few punches in but was having a hard time. She was able to take a a few more punches as she fell to the floor.

Jake immediately took advantage of the situation. He climbed on her and took her shirt off. He started stripping her of whatever remained on her body. "My what a beautiful thing you are. It's a shame no guys ever wanted you." He pressed his lips against her as his hands roamed her body. She struggled against him and he lifted his upper body. He punched her a couple times in the face and it made her a little unaware of what was happening. He saw this and decided to strip the rest of his clothes off. The only thing that was now between them was his underwear. He didn't find it necessary to pull his underwear all the way off so he just left it at his knees.

She was slowly coming to what was happening and could feel her bare legs being separated by his knees. She couldn't do anything. He was holding her down. She could only think to do one thing.

"Spot!" she screamed and he backhanded her across the face.

Spot's head snapped at the yell of his name.

"That's it. I don't care, we're going in." Spot said as him and the two other boys ran to the building.

"Why do you have to make this so difficult for me?" Jake said.

"Because that's the way I am." she said. Tears were now breaking through the barriers in her eyes and he got himself into her a little. She was trying to stay tense, trying not to let him in anymore than what he was but with every push he gave he got further in.

"Well it doesn't look like you're that innocent little girl you were always so proud of." he said and with one final push he was in.

"Stop. Stop, please." she yelled as the tears were streaming down her face. Pushing her hands against his chest to try and get him away from her. He started bringing himself in and out of her. "Spot! Help!" she said as she pounded her fists on his chest. She suddenly felt all his weight off of her. And she saw Josh on top Jake punching him. Jake was able to throw him off and he stood up bringing his underwear up to his waist.

"What do you think you're doing Josh?" Jake asked him.

"Doing what I should have done before any of this started." Josh said running towards Jake.

Accent realized what was happening as she slowly sat up.

"Spot." Jack yelled as he entered the building to find the three guys fighting four of McClaire's men. Jack ran over to Spot where he was trying to fight two guys at once. Jack punched one that about the same height as him. Race, Mush and Blink weren't far behind and they took Spot, Nathan and Jon's place. They were fighting the men as Nathan, Jon and Spot ran upstairs to the room. They heard Josh yelling from the room to their right and they ran to the door. When Spot entered he saw Josh and Jake fighting and saw Accent lying on the floor slowly getting up.

"Accent." he said as he ran towards and kneeled on the ground. "Are you alright?" he asked. She reached for her clothes and Spot helped her. She hurriedly put on her shirt and buttoned only a few buttons like before. She reached for her underwear and pants and Spot helped her get the pants the right way. He saw blood on her legs as she quickly put her underwear on along with her pants. She finished and quickly put her boots on as she stood.

She was about to run but Spot stopped her.

"Accent did he rape you?" he looked at her. She had blood coming from her mouth, bruises coming on her cheeks and tears running down her face. She didn't have to answer because he knew it. He knew Jake had raped her. Accent looked behind Spot to see Josh and Jake still fighting.

"Spot give me my gun." she said with her voice shaking.

"No."

"What?" she didn't understand what he was saying. This was the plan that's why she gave him the gun so she could later kill McClaire.

"I mean I didn't bring it." Spot said. Accent looked at him but didn't even have time to speak. A gun shot rang throughout the whole building. Accent looked to see who had shot the gun. Josh, Nathan and Jon all had their guns drawn but she couldn't tell who pulled the trigger. She saw Jake grabbing his stomach as he fell to the ground and was instantly dead.

Everyone just stared at the man who now held no life in body. She dropped to her knees as she saw the man dead on floor, the man she was suppose to kill. No one moved, no one dared say anything. Everyone heard the other guys come in the door, all eight of them and Spot sat down beside her. He didn't say anything thing for a long time as he just sat there watching her. Wondering what she was thinking. But he knew, he knew she was thinking how it should have been her that killed him. Thinking how anything that was happening was real.

"Accent. Look at me." he said. She didn't. "Look at me." he said more commanding and this time she did. "Accent. He was a bad man. You weren't meant to kill him, ok? You killing him would have made things worst for yourself. You wouldn't have been able to live it. Accent I know. I know what it's like to hurt someone and not be able to live with it after. Listen to me ok? You're going to be alright." he said. She nodded her head. She understood what he meant. She wouldn't have been able to live with the fact she killed him. She couldn't live with the fact that it was partly her fault McClaire fell off the edge. But he was dead now. Both were. She didn't have to run or hide in fear. She didn't have to constantly worry someone would be just around the corner. She looked at Jake. Then to Nathan, Josh and Jon. And back to Spot.

"Spot." she barely said and threw herself at him. Even though she was glad he was dead Jake still took part of her. She cried into Spot's shoulder as he tried to calm her down. No one dared to move. They just watched the scene that was happening before them. After awhile she was finally able to calm herself down. Nathan, Josh and Jon walked up to her.

"Jenna." Accent looked up. It was Josh. He kneeled down in front of her. "We'll be out of here by tomorrow morning." He said and looked at her for a moment. He was about to get up but her hand stopped him. She gave him a hug.

"Thank you Josh." she said. He just hugged her back. Not knowing what to say.

"Anything for a sweet girl." he said as they both pulled away. She smiled at him and got up. They all followed her lead. Josh looked at her one more time. "Jenna. Trust me you'll be fine." he said and with that he walked over the other men and they left. Never to be seen again by Accent or the other newsies.

Spot thought it was best to get Accent to the Brooklyn Lodging House to get cleaned up and to bed. As they reached the house Spot brought her to his room so she could wash up and he gave her a shirt to wear along with his extra pair of pants.

"What took you guys too long?" Spot asked Jack as he reached the front room.

"We were at Medda's with the girls. It was packed so Spar had a hard time finding us." he said. Spot just nodded and him, Jack, Race, Mush, Blink, Nathan and Jon all stayed for awhile talking about what had happened. The Manhattan newsies decided to leave after a while and Nathan and Jon were given beds to sleep in that night.

Spot walked into his room. He looked at Accent who was asleep with the covers tightly wrapped around her. He sat on the edge of the bed looking at her, thinking of how he was going to be able to help with her with what happened. She opened her eyes sleepily. She didn't say anything all she did was loosen the covers and scooted over to make room for Spot. He took his cap, shirt and shoes off before sliding under the covers. She immediately found him with her closed eyes and she drifted back to sleep hugging him. He smiled to himself as he watched her do so and because she was only wearing the shirt he gave her.