Spot has been distant lately. He never talks to me or even gets near me without being told to. I've been hanging out with Jack for a while because of the whole situation. He's been very supportive.

I left the newsboy lodge in Manhattan late one night to go see Spot. It was really cold and I shivered as I walked in the streets. The leaves blew across the ground and the wind nipped at my cheeks but I still walked on. Usually Spot would meet me half way so I wouldn't have to walk alone but he didn't know I was coming tonight. I finally got to the Brooklyn Bridge and saw something that will haunt me forever.

Spot was making out with another girl. His hands were running up and down her body and tears immediately formed in my eyes. I guess the choked out sob escaped my lips as I turned around because I heard the girl say, "Who's that?"

"Who's that huh? Well if either of you care I'm is EX girlfriend!" I say as I started shaking from so much anger. She looked me up and down and chuckled. Spot pushed her off of him and started to come near me. "No. Don't come near me, don't touch me, don't ever do or say anything that involves me! ya dirty rotten!!-" I stopped short and realized there was no point in wasting my time on him.

"(y/n), I'm sorry I-"

"SORRY FOR WHAT SPOT?! WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY BE SORRY ABOUT?! YOU OBVIOUSLY WERE ENJOYING WHAT YOU TWO WERE JUST DOING! THIS IS WHY YOU HAVE BEEN AVOIDING ME ALL THIS TIME ISNT IT?!" I say now with my voice raised. I slowly walked toward him as I continued talking "I hope you are very, very, happy with your new little- What ever that thing is!!" I say looking at the girl. "Have a nice life you bastard" I said turning around storming off. It was silent after that except for the lapping of the water below us.

Walking home was hard. My tears blinded my vision as thoughts swirled around my head. I felt as though someone was watching me so I turned around and was met with no one there. After another 2 minutes I turned around and saw the girl that spot was with. "What do you-" she had pulled out a slingshot and hit me right below the eye. Fucking spot! Teaching her how to handle a slingshot.

"Listen here tramp," she said as she pushed me to the ground while I wiped blood away from my eye. "Spot is mine now, don't ever think about coming near him again!" she said kicking me in the stomach. I was better then this, I could fight back, but the other part of my body told me to hold back. I was weak, in pain, and struggling under her hold. I nodded as tears escaped my eyes. "Good I'm glad we cleared that up," she said taking her foot off my stomach.

"OI!" I heard someone say off in the distance. The girl ran off as fast as she could after hearing someone. I turned myself on my side and cried. I let it all out. How could I be so dumb to not realize something sooner. Tears streamed down my face as I struggled to catch my breath. The man came near me and wrapped his arms around me and started to carry me. "oh my god," Jack said. "(y/n)."

*Back at the lodging house*

I was on the counter of the main room. Mush cleaning my wounds while I told everyone about the incident. All of them glared into the distance, while all I could feel was sadness. Mush got to my eye and I winced as the cloth made contact with the open wound.

"The moment I see Spot again... He's done for God dammit." Skittery said cracking his knuckles.

"And his dumb little slut girlfriend" Jack said leaning against the wall glaring. I hopped off the counter and left the room, going up to sit on the roof.

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The Stars were inviting, they never judged, just listened. Maybe that's what's so nice about them. Always there, always welcoming. As I glanced up I spilled my heart out about everything. Little did I know Spot was doing the same back in Brooklyn.