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Chapter 24

Later that day, Jack, Spot, Angel and myself were all heading towards Manhattan for the meeting with our father.

"Where are we supposed te meet im?" Angel asked me and I shrugged.

"I dunno, yer gonna have te ask Scott when we get ta Manhattan. He should know, he's de one takin us."

There was barely anymore talking. Angel was too nervous and I was too anxious. Don't ask me why, but I was. Jack and Spot were the only ones talking and they were talking to each other so I couldn't hear. We saw Spot as soon as we got there. He was talking to Snipeshooter and Race.

He stood up and came over to us. "Have fun Jack?" he smirked and quirked his eyebrow.

"Whudd er ye talkin bout?" Angel asked, confused as always.

"Well.. uh, ya see-" Jack started, but Scott interupted him.

"I don think its got anythin te do wid youse so don worry bout it." He patted Angel's head, continually.

"Well it ain't like I don't got an idea bout whudds goin' on," She said and grabbed his hand to stop him then looked towards me.

I groaned. I didn't want her waking up last night because I didn't want to explain anything! "C'mon lets just go," I said and started to drag her behind me. Once we were far enough away I said, "Look, nuttin happened, we just wanned te talk. I swear, just don bring it back up alright?"

"Ok, ok!" she replied and stopped in the road. I assumed she was just waiting for the others.

I made my way to walk with Jack, who quickly grabbed my hand. It was like he could sense that I needed his strength to help me through this hard time. I just needed him. Period. I looked up at him and he looked back down at me. He winked and pulled me closer to him, giving me a side hug. I whispered into his chest how much I loved him and even though he didn't hear me, I knew he knew.

Scott didn't say where we were going but to just follow him. I was extremely nervous, but to everyone else I looked anxious. I felt sick to my stomach. Of course I knew that he didn't know who I was, but he was still my father. I wish I just would've stayed back at the lodging house!

"He wrote te go te da countah and ask fer im," Scott explained and we started walking in.

"Are ye surre ye wanna do dis?" Ang asked Scott and me, grabbing my arm.

"Yea, c'mon don ye wanna know whudd he's like?" I asked using an excited tone so she would agree to meet him still. She needed this, whether she knew it or not, and she wanted to meet him.

"Not really. We're talkin bout de guy dat left oua mudda! I can't believe dat youse wanna go meet im!"

"C'mon lets go. We're doin dis. Ye already agreed." Spot said pulling her into the apartment building.

Her last comment left me thinking. He was a horrible man, and yet I couldn't help but want to meet him. Was I crazy? "Whudds his name?" I asked as we went to the counter.

"Its Rabideau. Henry Rabideau," Scott replied and Angel went up to the desk.

"Excuse me but is Mr. Rabideau here? I'm his daughter, he asked me to meet him here."

"Yes. Uumm he's up a three flights, at room 300," the man answered.

"Thank you," Angel smiled sweetly at him and turned back at us. She looked at Scott expectantly.

He led the way to the stairs and we started up. It was quite the walk, very long. But that was the irony. We had waited so long already to meet this man, why not wait a little longer as we climbed the three flights of stairs? "Well at last we're gonna meet him." Scott smiled as we reached the third floor.

We walked to room 300. Angel was first to the door, Spot right next to her gripping her hand tightly. Scott was behind them followed by Jack and I. Angel knocked twice.

I was a nervous reck, but I kept it hidden on the inside. That was one thing I always tried to do was keep every emotion bottled inside. Jack knew me too well and knew when I needed his comfort. Sensing it now, he grabbed my hand.

A man soon came to the door. Scott was almost a spitting image of him. I squeezed Jack's hand as he spoke. "You would be Angel am I correct?" he asked looking at Angel.

"Yes, I am," she replied looking cool and confident. I was sure that Spot had a lot to do with that.

"Good." He looked towards Scott, eyeing him up and down. He then turned towards me, a look of confusion on his face which didn't go unnoticed by me. He looked quickly at Jack and then Spot before facing Angel again. "Would you mind telling me who these people are?" he asked giving the boys dirty looks and me confusioned looks. "Well why don't you come in first." he said, the one kind thing that came out of his mouth.

We sat down at the couch; he looked at each one of us several times. He was mostly looking towards Scott and Angel. It was like he was trying to avoid looking at me. Like the sight of me hurt his eyes or something. This made me confused. He never knew about me, right? If he didn't then why was he looking at me like he just saw a ghost?

"I'm surprised ye don know yer own son," Angel practically yelled, snapping me out of my reverie. "This is Scott, yer son."

"Sorry, I haven't seen him since he was four or so." he said uncomfortably. I knew that he recognized him. I don't know why he was playing dumb with Angel... what was this guy up to!

"This is Jack and Bailey, they are close friends of ouas. And this is Spot. Me boyfriend." Angel tried to break the ice more. The guy barely looked towards us when we were introduced. "Uumm I would like to know why ye left us. Well I wasn't even born when ye left but dat's aid de point." Angel went straight to the point. She never was one for beating around the bush.

"I don't think I should be lying to you so I will answer you truthfully, I found another woman. I needed money and she was richer than your mother was at the time. We couldn't afford to feed the three of us and pay for the medical bills while she was in labor," He answered, quite smugly.

"So ye left her te do it by herself right?" Angel snarled.

"Your mother was able to do it as I see now," he argued and I gripped Jack's hand harder. I wanted to punch this man. He left my family and was the reason I didn't get to be in that family! Who did this jerk think he was!

"She's dead because ye left us!" Angel screamed and stood up. "I think ye have no right to ask to see me. I can't believe yer me fatha of everyone in de woild!"

Spot stood too and followed her to the door. "I think we need te go now. Youse guys comin?"

"Yea we're comin." Jack answered and helped me stand. I silently thanked him. I didn't think I would be able to do it on my own.

"Wait!" my supposed 'father' yelled, catching us before we left. "I want to meet you and talk again. It's important. I want what's best for you both. Tomorrow at noon. Please I will meet you at the restaurant a few blocks away. It's where all the boys go at noon." He practically begged Scott and Angel. I couldn't help but think 'why not me too dad?' I shook that out of my head. Well, at least calling him dad. That was something he wasn't.

"Alright, We'll all be there." Scott answered.

"Don ye mean ye three." I muttered, only Jack hearing me.

"Good." he smiled.

"Why did ye say yes? I don like de guy. He gives me de creeps," Angel asked when we left the building.

"Well wouldn't ye want some people te see im?" Scott asked, seemingly hinting towards something, but I didn't understand.

Angel didn't appear to know, either. "Hold on, ye mean like de newsies…." She answered, sounding a bit confused.

"Yes, just think, Race is pretty good at following im, maybe he could investigate de guy."

"Ooohh, I thought ye wanned te actually get te know de guy." She said, sarcastically.

"Well I do, c'mon he's oua dad. Don ye wanna know whudd he's like?"

"No, I don wanna know a guy dat decides te see us when its oua boithday just te ask one a us, me, te marry some rich man. He didn't come see us when we were lil er when oua mudda died."

"I know yer right, but at least try te know im befora yer all I hate im an I want im te die ok?"

"Look I know yer probably right, but I can't help de way I feel. I'm sorry." she said and walked off towards Tibby's. Spot gave me a look. I nodded and he followed after Angel.

Scott headed off after them, not saying anything to Jack or me. I sighed and closed my eyes. "C'mon." Jack said and I opened my eyes. "Let's go sit ovah dere."

I looked to where his hand was pointing toward a bench. I nodded and let him guide me there. We sat in silence for a while. He was waiting for me to talk when I was ready. "So... dat was me fadda, Jack," I tried to joke, but my laugh came out as a sob.

I didn't let any tears fall. I choked them all back inside. "No, Bai! Don't do dat! Youse always try ta hide yer feelin's from me an da uddas, but ya can't do dat. I know how upset ya are, you can't hide dat from me. I know ya too well. If ya need ta cry, den cry. I ain't gonna judge ya fer cryin'!"

I looked him in the eyes. "He don't deserve me tears, Jack. Dat's why I ain't cryin'. He don't deserve any ah dem! Da man's a monster an I don't know why Scott wants ta get ta know him so much any moah. I know Ise did befoah, but Ise got me fill ah dat man fer da rest ah me life," I said to him, half lying but half saying the truth of how I really felt. Jack didn't need to know how he was looking at me strangely. That was something for me to know.

"C'mon, cowgoil. Lets go get some lunch," he said and stood up. He offered me his hand and we walked to Tibby's in silence.

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