A/n: I hope people are still reading this…but here's another chapter for anyone that is...I hope it's more exciting than the others. Enjoy

Instead of going straight to the lodging house I took my time walking around the streets of New York. It wasn't often that I was outside of my own territory and I hadn't been in and I decided to get something to eat since it was near dinner time. I turned my direction towards Brooklyn instead of eating back in the Bronx.

I found my favorite Italian restaurant that I had visited when I stayed in Brooklyn for awhile. I was hoping that I wouldn't run into Spot during my walk through his territory but more than likely he would wind up near by before I left it.

As I waited for my food I glanced around the restaurant making sure no one I knew was around. I cringed when I saw Spot sitting in the back in a smaller booth with a girl sitting across from him. I rolled my eyes knowing he always took girls here, and it was always a different one.

At least he was to busy to notice I was around his territory I thought as I turned my attention back to the food that was just brought out to me. I took my time eating, hoping that I could understand these last few days and how I was going to continue this. I knew it would be hard for me to break away from Club again. I should walk now before it gets worse and I get pulled more in. But in reality it was much harder for me to do that, something about him scared even me, and I was afraid to make him mad.

I sighed, seeing this becoming what it once was, even if he had been nice to me I wasn't sure after today. Ill just have to see what happens tomorrow, if he apologizes or not. I paid my bill and slowly made my way out the door.

The sky had turned dark and it was getting colder, I stuck my hands in my pockets to warm them. I turned the corner to begin my walk home, hoping it wouldn't be too dark by the time I got there.

I kept an eye out for any danger in the dark since I was out of my territory and luckily I didn't have too much problems, until I was in the Bronx. I had barely entered my territory when I saw someone in front of me, stumbling. I squinted to try and see who it was, and I was surprised to see Club.

I tried to move more to the right so I could pass him without trouble. But I had no luck; he had spotted me, "Phantom!" I turned my head to look at him, noticing the distant look in his eyes.

"Are ya drunk Club" I could smell the whiskey coming from him but still asked.

"No, listen I'm sorry about before I didn't mean to hurt ya." He came closer to me and put his arm behind my back pulling me towards him, "Ya know I would never hurt ya right?" I nodded slowly hoping he would let go of me.

"Answer me Phantom" he growled

"Yes Club I know ya would never hurt me" I answered as he pushed me against the building I was in front of. He put his hands against the building, holding me in my spot; I cringed as he leaned in to whisper in my ear.

"Good now why don't we go back to my place." He suggested. I knew I could fight back but I froze not answering or moving.

His eyes flashed in front of mine, he was impatient when he was drunk, "Fine go back to ya street rats" By this time my anger masked my fear and without thinking I threw a punch to his face and it landed square in his face; causing him to stumble back. He moved enough so that I could break away from the building and him. I stood to the side waiting for his reaction. I don't know why I didn't walk away…my feet seemed glued as I stood with my hands ready for a fight.

He lifted his head and stared straight into my eyes, before I knew what happened he had shoved me back against the building. My head hit the bricks with a thud as my eyes shut at the pain. As I looked back up at him he roughly leaned in and kissed me. I tried to resist but after a little I gave in.

After a minute or so he broke away and once again turned away from me. This time I watched his figure leave the street as I heard him mutter, "Ya not even worth it."

I hung my head confused and angry at myself. I pushed all my emotions away and continued on my way back to the lodging house. After a day like this I needed to sleep it off.

Luckily for me, by the time I actually made in home everyone was sleeping or at least in bed trying to. Know one stopped me as I found my way around the bunkroom in the dark and soon curled up in a ball on my bed. Tomorrow I will just continue as if nothing had happened, that was the best way to deal, pretend there was nothing to deal with.

When the morning came I somehow woke up before the others and slowly walked into the washroom, to finally get a good look at myself from last night. I sighed seeing the shiner I had across my cheek; I splashed water on my face and tried to fix my hair to look presentable. When I reached back to fix my hair I let out a gasp, I had a nice bump in the back of my head as well. I lowered my eyes and continued to get ready, almost ashamed of the way I looked from last night.

Unfortunately as I left the washroom, everyone else decided to enter it. Most didn't say anything, knowing it was common among newsies to get into fights, and although it was usually boys they knew I did a fair share of fighting as well. The only person who seemed to be upset was Haze, but instead of making eye contact I quickly headed back to my bed to finish getting ready.

Razor woke up and took one look at me and laughed, "Nice shinna Phantom" I threw him a look as he got out of his bed seeing Haze coming towards us.

Sometimes I felt as though he was my leader; I waited for the questions and lecture that would come from him, but was surprised when he continued past me.

Confused I finished getting ready and led the way out into the streets with the other newsies following behind me. Haze and Razor made their way to the front to stand by me as we waited in line. "I hope ya weren't soakin' other newsies in our territory again?" Haze asked smiling. I smirked and shook my head, I knew he had his suspicions on who I really was in a fight with but at least he was going to leave it be as well.

As the day drew on, I became a little nervous around lunch time, when Club usually came to see me. I quickly sold my last paper and looked around the streets for any sign of him, when I found none I went to get food by myself for once.

For the rest of the day I watched myself when I was outside making sure I wasn't being followed by him or any of his boys. Somehow I began to forget about him as my bruises began to heal; but about a week after that night I saw him in the crowds as I was heading back to the lodging house for the night.

I figured he was just passing through and kept my eyes in front of me, not acknowledging him. He suddenly came closer and was in my sight as I turned to the left a little. I stopped as he was a few feet in front of me. I slowly met his gaze and frowned as I saw him smiling at me.