I went to find Tricks when I left the room. He was in the bunkroom playing a game of solitare. "Heya, Tricks."
He looked up at me and grinned. "Heya, Bai. What's happenin'"
I sat down across from him. "Not much. Just talked ta Ang afta we both faught wid Spot" I smiled when his eyes grew.
"Youse two ah trouble tagedda" he laughed and shook his head.
"Yeah, youse shoulda grown up wid us. Dat's when we were da big trouble makahs" I laughed.
"So, how'd dis fight happen" Tricks asked, turning his attention from the game to me.
"Well, ya know how Ang is suppose ta go see ouah dad" I asked and he nodded. "Well, I was saying dat if she really didn't wanna go, dat I would go fer her..."
"...and Spot didn't like dat idea" Tricks finished for me and I smiled.
"No, Spot didn't like it. An' when Ang left da room, I really gave id ta him" I grinned and Tricks rolled his eyes.
"I know Ise gonna regret dis, but whudd did ya say ta him" he asked and I shrugged.
"Oh, dis an' dat. Den I stormed out afta Ang" I said.
"Well, whudd is dis an' dat? Don' leave out da juicy details" he nudged my leg.
"Well... if ya really gotta know..." I started then Ang and Spot walked in. "Hey. So, is it settled yet" Tricks looked annoyed, but I shushed him so I could hear what Angel had to say.
"Yea, but remeba, yer not me sista, we ain't tellin im dat yer me sista, Medda don' even know bout you," Ang said and I nodded.
"Alright, fine wid me, I don wanna get stuck marryin some rich scabba," I said and shuddered at the mere thought of it.
"Hey, I think Angel should go an talk te R.T. Alone" Tricks said interupting and Spot glared at him"He's been buggin everyone where she's been. I figuaed he wants te talk bout somethin important."
"Whoa, yer talkin bout R.T. hea. Ye know de biggest trouble maka hea!" Spot shouted.
"So? I mean if he does anythin te her not only you, but lots a us'll stick up fer her," Tricks tried convincing Spot and he was starting to cave.
"So how bout it Angel? Ye wanna talk te im alone?" Spot turned his attention to Ang and she looked into his eyes.
"If I say yes, will you be mad at me? I think I should straighten all a dis out, I kinda dug meself in a hole. I should get meself out." she asked.
"No, I'll let ye go, but if anythin happens tell me." Spot said kissing her forehead.
"Surre thing!" Ang said and went over to R.T.
"Spot" I asked.
"Yea" he responded, still watching Angel leaving with R.T.
"Glarin' at im won't make im disapear" I snickered and Tricks covered his mouth to keep from laughing.
Spot finally looked at me and I gave an innocent smile. "I wasn't glarin'! I was...watchin'...intently. Aw, leave me alone" Spot yelled and I fell to the closest bunk laughing. "Yea, laugh id up, Bai. Glad Ise entertainin' ya."
"Oh, yea. Dis is da best kinda entertainment" I giggled. I looked towards the door and R.T. was there, looking frantic.
"SPOT" he called. 'Oh, no!' I thought. "Angel's in trouble"
Spot was out the door with R.T. and I was running behind them. R.T. got there a few seconds before us and we saw Angel pass out from the pain. I was seeing red, I was so furious. I knew Spot wasn't any better than I was.
I ran to Angel while Spot and R.T. started fighting off Trevor, Oscar and Morris. I carried her the best I could until Tricks caught up with us and helped me get her back to the bunkroom. "Tricks, I want ye ta call a doctah and den send someone ta Manhattan saying dat Ang's hoit, okay" he nodded and we layed Angel down on a bunk. I situated her so the doctor would be able to work on her and then I sat on the bunk next to hers, staring.
I can't believe all thats happening. First, my family is killed by the Delancey's. Next, Ang and I fight with Spot and now Angel gets hurt. I can't keep taking in all this pain!
"Bailey" I turned, startled. Jack was jogging over to me and I stood up. He picked me up and hugged me hard. "Ah youse okay"
"Oh, Jack! Angel went ta talk wid R.T. an' den sumtin' happened an' Trevor, Oscar, and Morris were dere! An' dey was hoitin' her an'"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa" Jack said and pulled back. He brushed the hair out of my face and kissed my forehead. "I hoid everythin'. I was just wonderin' how me goil was, kay"
I gave a sad smile and nodded. "Kay, Jack" I said and pulled him in for another hug. He moved us so we were sitting on the bunk.
We just sat holding each other. He knew how much I was going through, but he didn't say anything. He wanted to bring it up when we were with Spot and Angel, when she was conscous again.
The doctor came and went and ended up stitching up Angel where she, apparently, got stabbed. I was so worried about her, but it felt like a weight was lifted now that I knew she was gonna be okay. The doctor said she would be unconscience until the next day so we all got ready for bed.
Around 3 in the morning, after a restless sleep, I pulled out of Jack's arms and quietly walked up on the roof. It was still dark out and it was kinda cold. I leaned on the edge and looked down at the empty streets. It was way too quiet to be New York. The New York I was used to was alive and busy, but now that Angel's hurt... everything seems like it's dying and slow.
I felt someone come up behind me and wrap their arms around me. I knew it was Jack, so I leaned back into him, glad to feel his warmth. He kissed the side of my head and asked"Whudd ah ya doin' out hea so early"
I sighed. "Jus thinkin'" was the best thing I could come up with.
"Thinkin', huh? Don' think too hard, might hoit yaself" he joked and I elbowed him in the ribs.
"Don' make me hoit ya, Jacky boy" I joked and turned in his arms. I put my arms around his shoulders as he placed his around my waist. "I don' like lying ta dem, Jack. Why don' we jus say what really happened"
"Cause we don' know fer shoah yet, but we know da delancey's did somethin'. Besides, we ain't lyin', jus improving da truth a lil" Jack said and winked.
I rolled my eyes at him. "So...we're only doin' dis cause Spot needs ta tell Ang how he feels? Is dat what ya told me befoah"
"Yea. He's keepin' sumthin' from Ang and she deserves ta know whudds goin' on" Jack said and I nodded.
"Tomorrow. We'll all talk tomorrow" I said and Jack smiled.
"But fer now, I wanna go back ta bed, but I ain't leavin' ya out hea all by yaself."
I smirked. "Den let's go back ta bed" I grabbed his hand and we went back inside to bed. I slept more peacefully than before; all thoughts flying from my head as I drifted to sleep...
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