I got down from the table and made my way toward Spot and slapped him on the face. He looked surprised and so did everybody else, including myself. "You're disgusting." i looked at him once more angrily before strutting outside.

After about 5 minutes of walking, i got cold and kind of scared. I felt like someone was watching me, waiting for me to be far away enough, or something i didn't know. But i started to walk faster, since it was an instinct of mine. I walked straight forward, but then not a little after, i saw a shadow of a man behind me. He looked like he had a bowler hat on. I didn't turn around, just kept walking and made my way into a Brooklyn bar.

I was really relieved when i saw that it was crowded in here, so it'll be easier to hide. I sat at the very back, in case i have to make a run for it. Though, i still didn't think it was safe here either. I subtly looked up from my menu to see if the man followed me in here, but couldn't find him over the great crowd of drunk men.

I was looking around so urgently, that i jumped when a waitress came up to me. "What would you like, miss?" i looked at her for a second, she looked really tired and was getting quickly irritated every time a guy came up and touched her butt. But i didn't think she could do anything about it, since it was probably apart of her job to not yell at the customer. "Um, could i get a water?"

She didn't write anything down and left. I went back to looking for the man and then, i saw him. He was standing right in the middle of all the drunk men and stared right at me, thirstily. I casually got up and started moving back, but felt a wall quickly press against my back. And then a rough hand grasped my waist. I gasped at how hard he'd grabbed it, but hurriedly regained my conscious. I was going to be raped if i didn't do something quickly.

So i stomped on the guys foot behind me and he groaned in pain. I turned around to see his face, but he didn't give me time to make a run for it. He grabbed my wrist and pulled it to behind me. "I heard ya was the new Brooklyn newsgoil, eh? I'd love to be da foist to bang ya." i rolled my eyes, why are there always guys so desperate?

I laughed and retorted "Yeah? And i'd love to pound you to a pulp." by this time the other guy had started to make his way over. I turned around and pounded my head on his because he was shorter then the other one. His bowler hat fell off and he fell backward into the wall. The other guy made a running start and tried to punch me, but i quickly moved out of the way to that he had punched his other friend who was slowly getting up to come at me again.

I kicked the taller one in the butt, hard, and he fell on top of the other short one. They are groaning in pain and i quickly made a run for it. I ran out of the bar and found my way towards the lodging house, but not before the two guys grabbed me from behind and pulled a knife at my neck. He cut it slightly, making me wince in pain. "Make any noise and i'll kill ya."

He dragged me away from the lodging house and i had to think of a plan, quick. I really thought they were really stupid because they left on of my hands free. I stuffed my free hand in my pocket, attempting to find my lighter. I felt coins and tried to keep the sound down. By now, the taller one took his hand off of my mouth.

"So.. What's your name?" they both laughed at me. "Why ya need ta know?" i tried to smile, but it made the knife go in deeper. "Well, you know, if i'm gonna be raped, i would at least wanna know your names," i grasped my lighter and pulled it out slowly, trying not to make any noise. "Well, good point. Me names Osca Delancy. And me brudder here is named Morris." i laughed and they both looked at me weird. "What's funny?"

"What i'm about to do." they both looked at each other and stopped abruptly. I pulled my lighter out and turned the flame onto Morris's hand, who was holding the knife. It took a second, but then he screamed and let go of the knife, that i quickly took. I walked backwards slowly holding the knife in front of me. "Step any closer and i'll stab you." they looked at each other and smiled. "Well, da rumors was right. Youse is feisty."

I laughed "You don't even know how 'feisty' i can be" i said sarcastically. Morris jumped at me and i punched him in the stomach, hard. He fell over in pain. Oscar then jumped at me and i cut his cheek slightly with the knife. "That's gonna leave a mark." i said as i kicked him behind the shin. He fell over on top of Morris and i started running back to the lodging house.

I actually made it inside this time without almost getting kidnapped. I heard the two brothers running after me and cursing. Everyone looked at me, standing at the doorframe of the lodging house when the two annoying brothers came to join the party. Now, i was furious.

"YOU TWO DON'T KNOW WHEN TO GIVE UP, NOW DO YOU?!" i yelled at the top of my lungs. They flinched back as i looked both of them dead in the eye. I punched Morris in the stomach again, then kicked Oscar in the groin. "DO YOU NOT GET IT? I DON'T FEEL LIKE GETTING RAPED TONIGHT, THANK YOU." they both looked at me, slight fear in their faces.

I punched Oscar in the face once more because he was staring at my open breasts, the button must've fallen off because my plaid shirt was now showing off my boobs. I looked at them, disgusted. Now, all the newsies were outside. The two leaders of the two boroughs in front. Jack and Spot.

Spot had his cane out. He gave me a look saying we're gonna talk later. But i didn't wanna talk to anyone right now. I was pissed off. "Well, well, well, look who we has hea." Jack said a tint of laughter in his voice. I imagined thought they looked funny because they were just beaten up by a girl. "Whata ya doin' in Brooklyn Osca?" Spot asked, but more of stated.

There was a waver to his voice as he spoke. "Just enjoyin' d-d n-nice night." he looked at Oscar, and only Oscar. Spot probably gave him the famous eyes of steel because Oscar shrank on the spot. "Get outta hea. Now." Spot shoved his cane at Morris's chest. Oscar was the first to run, Morris right behind him.

When they ran out of sight, i let out a breath i didn't know i was holding. But right when i thought everything was just fine, until i realized Spot was probably still mad at me. So i slowly backed up into the crowd of newsies but right when i made my way to the back and was about to make a run for it, Spot said "Doll. Don't move." in a very firm voice.

Like the stupid person i am, i just stood there. The other newsies didn't dare give Spot or i a look, just kept their head down and stood quietly as they cleared a path for him. The only one actually looking, was looking straight at me. Jack. He gave me a look like i'll be okay, but i knew that was a lie.

Spot was now standing merely centimeters, literally, hovering over me. I looked straight up at him, not blinking. I couldn't read his eyes so either he would kill me or barely let me live. I hoped for choice b. "Are you gonna say something, or can i leave?" he still hovered over me, trying to intimidate me, but i didn't feel any intimidation from him.

"Look, i just got back from almost getting raped, so can you make this quick?" no response. "Spot.." i said, trying to get his attention. Still, no response. And right when i was about to yell at him for not answering me he said "Good job." i furrowed my eyebrows and started to laugh. "For a second, i thought you said-" i was cut off "Don't make me'se take it back."

I tilted my head to the side, letting his very difficult words to sink in. "You mean.." he nodded and smiled. I couldn't believe it. Spot thought i did a good job, and he was smiling.. At me? What the hell? There has got to be something else he's hiding, i could sense it.

"What are you planning?" i asked when the party went back to normal again. "What you'se talkin' bout'?" i couldn't hear it very well, but i could tell there was a hint of playfulness in his voice. "So you're not mad at me?" he looked down at me, and in the corner of the room with all the heat and drunk newsies, i felt really small.

"Why's would i'se be mad?" he asked casually looking at the table of poker going on. "For.. Like um.. Ya know.." i twiddled with my fingers behind my back as to not show to him that i was nervous. "What?" he asked again. "Ya know.. How i kind of yelled at you in front of all the newsies.." i said really slowly and quietly. He didn't say anything. Which meant, he had gone crazy, or he's going to kill me in his sleep.

"Okay then," i said awkwardly "I'm going to go to bed now, where's my room?" he laughed at me "What you'se talkin' bout' room? Ya sharin' a bunk wit whoeva" i quickly said "No, i am not. I am a girl and i need my own room." he raised a threatening eyebrow. "Stop actin' like a brat and do's what i'se says." i smiled up at him, angrily. "When have i ever done anything you said?"

"Listen, doll, you'se my newsie, you'se listen to me'se. I'se tell you'se what to do's, ya do it." my face turned full of hatred. "No. I am my own person. I tell myself what i get to do and i do it. So i'm taking the first bedroom i see because i want to." i started to walk away but he grabbed my wrist and roughly twirled me around so that i hit something hard. His chest.

I looked up and he was smirking. Probably because i was blushing. I tried to wriggle my way out of his grasp but he held onto my wrist pretty tightly. He slowly lowered his head down to my lips, almost grazing his lips with mine. I could feel my heavy breathing and heart beating. He was by my ear now and started nibbling on it. It felt weird and i wanted him to stop. "Spo-" i started but he stopped me by pulling me after him as he walked down a long hallway and up some stairs and into the second door to the right.

When we were in the room, he finally let go of my wrist and closed the door behind him. "What're you doing Spot.." I looked behind me to find an open window, just incase i needed to escape. "Don't ya even think about it doll. You'se ain't goin' nowhere dis time." he glared down at me.

"You'se want ya own bedroom? Well heah ya go, but i'se warnin' ya, if you'se snore or kick, i'se gonna have ta make ya sleep on de floor." i widened my eyes. "Uh uh." i said as i shook my head violently, my hair flying in every direction. Spot smirked and started to take off his shirt. "Um, what are you doing?" i managed to stutter out. I started to back up even more. He just shrugged and said normally "I'se like sleeping shirtless."

My face went expressionless and i got the feeling that i wasn't going to get out of this situation because when i glanced out the window, there was no railing or anything, just a good look at 5 feet down, where i could maybe survive, but injure myself… Badly. I was not backed up so far that my back slightly touched the cold wall. It sent chills up and down my body just thinking of sleeping in the same bed as Spot for a whole night.

"I'm not.." i said but rephrased it. "This isn't happening." i started to walk toward the door but since Spot was closer, her locked it. I swear my heart dropped ten inches. "You can't do this." he tilted his head. "And why not doll? You'se said ya wanted ya own room. Well heah ya are." he motioned his hand around the room.

It got so quiet for a minute i could here crickets from up here. And without thinking i started to stare at his chest. His nice tan and toned chest. And then eyeing his nice tan abs of his. I couldn't help it, i was full on staring now. He had a really nice body. I started to stare up and down but then when i eyed him up again, i made the mistake of looking into his eyes. Shit. He caught me and was smirking pretty widely now.

"Close ya mouth doll, it's not polite ta stare." i raised a threatening eyebrow at the very tanned boy. Damn it Evelyn! Stop staring at him! I sighed heavily. This is going to be a long night. When Spot took a seat on his bed, i said rather harshly. "Could you please just put on a damn shirt?" i walked over to wear he lay his shirt, picked it up, and threw it at his face.

"I can't sleep with you're body half naked next to me." he smiled but did what i told him and buttoned up his shirt. "Alright doll, but it's you'se lost. Goils would usually kill ta sleep wit me'se." i coughed inwardly. "Correction. We are not sleeping together. As in sex. We are merely sleeping together on the same bed. No one touching each other, nothing is going to happen tonight." i said sternly. "And i mean it Spot."

"Why? Can't ya have a little fun?" i shook my head firmly. "No." i started to turn red. He was staring at me intently. Eyeing me up and down. And then it looked like he came to a very good conclusion before he said "You'se haven't slept wit no ones have you'se?" i widened my eyes and became very interested in how my shoes looked.