Chapter 13
Heart's Cry
A/N Hey guys! Sorry it's been awhile. I've had such a bust week and my teachers are merciless with giving out homework for the weekends, so I apologies for this chapter being so late. But I have some good unrelated news! I finally watched Frozen today and absolutely fell in love! I know I am super late on seeing that (shows how much time I have) and was one of the like 10 people who haven't seen it in the world….but it was awesome, so hey…let's build a snowman! I wanted to thank Penelope lemon for her awesome review as well as Emador for giving me a new idea! Sorry if this chapter is shorter than my others, but there will be little to no dialogue in it. Most of it will be explaining in some depth of what is going on in some of my characters heads. Anyway on with the story!
With every passing day, more and more Brooklynites found out about Aoife and their beloved leader's engagement, and many were doing all they could to contribute to their wedding fund that Spot had organized despite Aoife's wishes. She insisted that she did not need a big wedding, but Spot knew better, he had grown up with her and was determined to make this perfect…while still planning a war on the side. Many newsies were saving up all they could for the fund, and were donating extra money to Spot, who agreed that part of the money would go to a wedding, and the other would go to the war. But that didn't stop Spot from taking safety precautions. From now on, his boys didn't sell anywhere hear the Brooklyn/Queens boarder, everyone was on a curfew and had to be at the warehouse by 10:00 PM, and everyone carried either their slingshot, or a blade at all times to be used in self-defense only, as compared to revenge in one of his boys happened to stumble upon a Queens.
With every passing day, Aoife grew more nervous. Here she was about to fulfill her childhood dream of being married, yet her fiancé was planning a war against a neighboring borough. Aoife wanted nothing more than to marry Lam Conlon, but she knew she had to wait for fear that she would prove a distraction. Liam already has a lot on his plate with the war, protecting his boys, and making sure his sister was healing. She did not want to cause more stress. The day would come where she would have to tell Liam that she had rushed him, and that they should wait, even though she was scared. Scared neither of them would make it through the war to get married. She had not chosen a worse time to come to America and stumble upon her old childhood sweetheart.
With every passing day, Spot grew more worried. Worried for Brooklyn, worried for his newsies, worried for his family…and possibly future family. Liam wanted nothing more than to marry the woman he loved, but something in his gut told him he needed to wait. Wait until it was safe. If word got out to Queens that he was getting married, Aoife could be in more danger than she already is. They could do to her what they did to Nuala, or worse. That was the last thing that Liam needed.
With every passing day, Nuala grew stronger. Her wounds were slowly starting to fade, and her cuts were healing. Her pale skin was getting its normal color back, and a flush would even appear on her cheeks occasionally. On the outside, she was well, but on the inside, her nightmares still occurred almost every night. She remembered that night and it would replay in her memories and often she would wake up either screaming or crying. Though she was growing stronger on the outside, she was beginning to give up on the inside. Her sprit was not as lively, and resting in her bed, when would wonder if she would ever recover mentally.
With every passing day, Ryder grew more revengeful. He couldn't wait until Spot gave the day where they would attack for her wanted revenge for what Blade did to Nuala. Although he could see she was healing on the outside, but on the inside he knew that she still remembered. He knew that the memories of that night still plagued her memories and her nightmares because at night he could hear her screaming. All he wanted to do was to hold her, comfort her, and tell her his was going to be alright. He wanted to love her, but he did not want to put her into any more danger than she already was. But by his marked words, revenge would be sweet, and he would take it first chance he got.
With every passing day, Blade grew arrogant. He knew he had hit a soft spot when he had taken advantage of Nuala, and now he knew that Spot was planning something. He would be ready for whatever Spot was going to throw. He had seen the way he was protective of his new Irish girl, and Blade knew he could use that to his advantage, he just needed the right moment to strike next. And he felt that moment was tonight. So he sent out Matches to the boarder to attack the first Brooklyn newsie he saw, and to make sure that Spot got a special message.
With every passing day, tension filled the air in both boroughs. They were all waiting for the next move to be made, hanging on the edge of their seats as if this was a big chess game, and Blade wanted to take down the king.
A/N Well that's it for this chapter. Sorry it's short, and sorry it took a while. To be honest, this was sort of a filler because the next chapter is going to be big, and I wanted to at least get something out. So please review/favorite/follow! Thank you!