Undisclosed Desires - Bridget Kathleen (ebooks online reader txt) 📗

up the front and paid for her bread and walked out. She was so hungry she quickly devoured her bread in just a few bites. Not a crumb was left. Suddenly she felt a big hand come upon her left shoulder and voice she could live without ever hearing again for as long as she lived. Her uncle's annoying, hard, cold voice reached her ears and she slowly turned around.

The time had come. She was now facing her uncle for the first time in months! "Hello, Anna Sophia. I hardly recognized you with your...new hair." I slight laugh escaped from him and it irritated her to the bone. "What are you doing here?" she asked, being cautious not to upset him.

He took his hand off of her and stuck it behind his back. "Why, to look for you and your dear brother, Timothy. I have been VERY worried." A sly smiled went across his face.

Sophia scoffed. "Don't you get it? Don't you know the reason why Tommy and I left?""Whatever do you mean, my dear little niece?"

Sophia crossed her arms. "Don't play dumb with me. I'm not the same little girl you used to know and torment when no one was around."Her uncle's eyes went from soft to a dark, cold color and he quickly snatched up her right arm and brought her close to him so that their faces were inches apart. "You have givin me a lot of trouble. You and your damn brother both! Do not test me!" he said in a rather harsh tone.

This did not seem to make Sophia falter. She continued to glare at him and quickly spoke back. "I DARE you to do something right here and now, you pig!"

He wanted to hit her hard across the face, but seeing as how they were in public she was forced to do nothing but resort to hurtful words. "You and your brother better behave yourselves. I will take the both of you BACK to New Orleans. Make no mistake of that!"

Sophia scoffed again. "I'd like to see you try. I'm a young woman who can make her OWN choices and does NOT need a man to take care of her!"

Sophia's uncle lightly pushed her back and straightened out his black suit. "If you do not listen to me then Timothy shall the price for your mistakes."Sophia glared at him. "Tommy is DEAD you ASSHOLE!" she shouted in the street, making a few people stop and turn their heads, but they quickly went back to whatever it was they were doing before.

Her uncle looked a little surprised but then his cold looking old face went back to it's normal scornful look. "I leave to go back to New Orleans tonight. I am staying with Mr. Snyder. You know where to find me if you change your mind...You will change your mind, Sophia. That I am sure of." with that said he smiled and turned away, leaving Sophia by herself, but not for long. She noticed Spot making his way towards her. He first walked pass her uncle. The two stopped for but a moment and looked at each other. Her uncle then tipped his hat to Spot and continued walking off.

Spot continued to look back him for a few more second and then made his way to Sophia.

"How ya feelin', Smalls?" he asked.

"If you must know, I feel like dirt."

"You hungry?"

"No." she lied. "Have you thought about what we talked about last night?"

Sophia grew tired with all his questions. "Why do you keep asking me questions? Usually you have some kind of damn statement to make!"

Spot furrowed his eyes for a moment and then decided to shrug it off. "Jeez, Small. Only makin' conversation."

"Well..."Spot waited for a moment for her finish, but then decided to say something seeing as she wasn't going to. "Well what?" he said to her. "C'mon, Smalls. Don't leave me hangin'."

"I'm just cold is all." this time she only lied partially to him. She was cold but she did not want to start a conversation with him.

Spot then walked up close to her and put his arms around her, trying to warm her up. Confused by his sudden action she wiggled her way free from his grasp.

"What?" he said.

"Nothing." she told him. "I'm tired of standing here. I'm going back to the lodging house.""Good. I'se was just headin' back." he locked his arm in with hers and walked the rest of the way back to the lodging house in silence.

Spot's attitude was confusing Sophia. Did he have a change of heart and want to go through with having this baby? Was trying to get out of trouble? Or did he simply have something else up his sleeves? She didn't know. But she was going to find out tonight.

As the two walked into the lodging house, Spot walked right up to the old man who was behind his counter still and dug out his money from his pocket and placed it in front of the old man. The man cleared his throat and pushed back some change over to Spot. Spot gave the man a confused look. The old man motioned Spot to come closer and whispered in his ear. When they parted, Spot glanced over at Sophia and then took up his extra change and stuck it back into his pocket.

Later on that night, Sophia sat in the lodging house, watching some of the newise boys play poker. She had grown used to the smoky air. The loud laughter and the rather rude comments some of the boys spat out about other people. She had learned to ignore all that though.

The little boy that Sophia had grown fond of walked up her and patted her on the shoulder.

"Smalls. I mean, Miss. I have a question."Smiled over at the boy while she sat in her chair she said to the boy, "Yes?"

"Do you have anymore to tell me about your story?"

Sophia laughed softly and told the boy this, "Well...not much, but...I can tell you this." the little boys eyes seemed to light up. "The girl and King came across some double trouble along the way but now they don't know what to do. Sorry that's all I have to tell you."

"That's ok." he told her. "As long as you finish it, that's all that matters." with that the young boy ran to the other boys to get a better look at the game.

When Sophia had laughed it made Spot looked up from his game and over at her. Her delecate features were simple yet beautiful. Despite the rough time they were going through, Spot still loved her even though at times she absolutely drove him insane! The sound of her voice, made Goosebumps go up his arms and every time he saw her that one butterfly that was stuck in his chest would start to flutter, making it hard for him to concentrate. Sophia then caught him looking at her and he quickly went back to looking at his game.

Later that night as Spot was making his way to his room he stopped in front of the door before interring. He took in a deep breath and then slowly let it out. He was sure an argument was going to erupt again and he loathed the idea popping into his head. Finally he put his hand on the cold door knob and slowly opened the door. There, putting her necklace away was Sophia. She had not yet gotten out of her daily clothes.

"You'se not ready for bed yet, Smalls?"

She finally noticed Spot standing just a few feet away from her and quickly stood up. "No." was all she said.

Spot slugged his way to the bed and sat down, his elbows resting on his knees and his hands clasped together. "So uh, Smalls. Have you'se thought 'bout it yet?"Sophia sighed. "Thought about what?" she asked him, taking off her boots.

Spot grew weary of her "pretending not to know" and finally said, "'Bout gettin' rid of the baby."

Sophia slipped off her last boot and dropped it, not caring where it went. "You want me to get an abortion?"

Spot scratched the back of his head. "Well, Smalls. It's eitheh dat or ya sell the necklace.""I'm not selling the necklace, Spot. "Thought we went through this already."

Spot stood up, irritated. "I'se already told you'se, Sophia, I can't feed three mouths. I'se can hardly take care of you'se and me."Sophia looked him up and down. "Do you know what could happen to a woman if she were to go through an abortion, Spot? Do you? Obviously you don't, because if you did, you would not be asking me kill out own child."Curious, Spot asked, "What WOULD happen?"

Sophia shot him a disgusted look. "What are you, Stupid?" Spot glared at her but Sophia didn't care. she continued on. "If I were to get an abortion I could either risk never having children again OR it could mean certain death for me." her voice grew softer. "DO you not care for me now?"

Spot shook his head. "No. It's not like that..."

"Then what Spot? WHAT? Tell me because I would really like to know. You used to be so sincere and now...well now you are acting like a total DICK and I HATE you for it!"

Spot lifted up his left hand, ready to smack her across the face, making Sophia flinched in the process, but Spot thought otherwise and put his hand down.

"You'se is drivin' me insane, Sophia!""Good!" shouted Sophia. "Because you have been driving me insane ever since I got here!"Spot grabbed on to Sophia arms and brought her up close to his face. "Shut up! I'm scared ok? I'se don't know what ta do! I wish I could change things, but I'se can't! I jus' can't, Smalls!"

In a low voice, Sophia said to him, "Well maybe you should have thought about that before you made to me!"Spot squeezed her arms tighter, making her wince in pain. "Love? You'se don' know nothin' 'bout love, Smalls!"

Suddenly the bedroom door opened up and a few newsie boys peaked their heads through. Spot and Sophia looked over and both yelled at the same time, "GET OUTA HERE!" the newsie boys swung the door shut so fast you could hear some of them tumble over themselves.

Spot looked back at Sophia and said, "You'se eitheh get rid of that damn baby or you can leave." his blue orbs flashed a painful look of hurt and hatred all at the same time and he finally released her.

Sophia rubbed her arms and looked over to Spot who was walking out the door. "Where are you going?" she called out to him. Spot said nothing. "If you leave now Spot without finishing this, I won't be here by the time you get back!"

Before slamming the door shut, Spot scoffed under his breath and then said, "Whateveh!"

Completely hurt and feelings crushed all to bits felt herself trembling with fear and sadness. What was she going to do? Suddenly the thought of her uncle came to mind. He had probably already left to New Orleans so she would not be able to catch up to him now. She then remembered the money that was left over that Spot had taken from the Delancy brothers and walked over to the dresser and drug out the money. She would use that to get a train ticket to go back to New Orleans. She