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Post by Jinks on Feb 22, 2008 19:33:01 GMT -5
Jinks just listened to her brother. Yes it was most likely true. Jack doesn't make this stuff up. "But maybe, just maybe he wants ta make it up. Ya know try to be our dad again." she said
"He only acted like that because he was upset. I mean think about it Jack. If you lost someone you loved your whole life wouldn't you be upset. I mean I understood why he wouldn't take care of me. I was named after mommy right. So that could have hurt." she said, she may act like a child but she did have her mature moments.
"Are you kiddin' me? Jinks, you ain't goin' without me, and I ain't going!"
"I don't care Jack. I'm old enough ta go with out ya." she said "I'm not a kid any more Jack I can take care of myself and I'm sick of ya worring all the time." said Jinks "I mean you're mad at me for wanting to see daddy and ya mad at me for having a crush on Spot..." she slapped her hand over her mouth. "CRAP!" yelled Jinks.
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Post by Jack Kelly on Feb 22, 2008 21:05:47 GMT -5
"So that could have hurt."
"Jinks!" Jack exclaimed. "You don't get it! He left us, you understand? He doesn't care about us. He never did!" Jack turned away from her for a moment, gathering himself. He was getting too loud, too passionate, about the whole ordeal. He hated it when he got too involved in any one thing. After a long sigh he turned back to Jinks. "I don't want the man who left me when I was six years old back in my life. That's about twelve years. That's too long."
"I'm not a kid any more Jack I can take care of myself and I'm sick of ya worring all the time."
"I only worry 'cause you always give me a reason to!" he insisted. "And you are a kid, as far as I'm concerned, Jinks. You're fourteen, for Crissake...and dammit, you're my little sister!"
"I mean you're mad at me for wanting to see daddy and ya mad at me for having a crush on Spot...CRAP!"
Jack's expression darkened. "Spot," he echoed. Just as he had thought. Spot Conlon, the toughest kid in Brooklyn...and Jinks. In a sudden state of melancholy, Jack eased himself into a chair. "That's what I thought," he said with a slight nod, not looking at Jinks. "Ya know, you was right when you said I didn't know anythin'. I sorta tricked ya there, kid, and I'm sorry for that. But now I know." He wet his lips and leaned his head on his hand. "Ya know I walked in here and I didn't know anything. Now my father's back, and you 'n' Spot..."
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Post by Jinks on Feb 22, 2008 21:16:14 GMT -5
"Ya know I walked in here and I didn't know anything. Now my father's back, and you 'n' Spot..."
"Spot and I ain't nothin." said Jinks "I just have a crush on him that all." she said. She knew that Jack and her wasn't going to be getting along anymore.
"And you are a kid, as far as I'm concerned, Jinks. You're fourteen, for Crissake...and dammit, you're my little sister!"
"I'M NOT A KID!" yelled Jinks as she remembered what he said before he said Spot's name. "I'm 14 you're only three years older than me!" she yelled. "You have to understand I can't be a little girl forever." said Jinks.
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Post by Jack Kelly on Feb 22, 2008 21:21:05 GMT -5
"I just have a crush on him that all."
"And does he have a crush on you, too?" Jack asked. He added on, "You don't have to lie to me anymore, Jinks, it won't matter anyway..."
"You have to understand I can't be a little girl forever."
"Don'cha know I know that?!" Jack countered vehemently. "I know you gotta grow up sometime, Jinks. But not now. Talk to me in a year or two." His voice hardened with a final tone to it. It was the tone he used to deal with boys who were being unruly in the lodging house.
((Sorry for the shortness...))
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Post by Jinks on Feb 22, 2008 21:32:44 GMT -5
"And does he have a crush on you, too?"
"I don't know," said Jinks "And that is the truth." she said she couldn't talk to him anymore. He just has to think that she's just this kid that doesn't know anything. "You're going ta have ta ask him that." she said.
"I know you gotta grow up sometime, Jinks. But not now. Talk to me in a year or two."
"I DID GROW UP! I DON'T HAVE TO TALK TA YA IN A YEAR OR TWO BECAUSE I'M ALREADY THERE!" she yelled the librarian came and shushed her then went away. "Would you just quit treating me like a kid!" she snapped at him. "I'm a leader too. Just because I'm younger than the others doesn't mean you guys can just treat me like I'm lower than you." she said.
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Post by Jack Kelly on Feb 22, 2008 21:55:40 GMT -5
"You're going ta have ta ask him that."
"I'll be sure to..." Jack muttered. He had already decided he had to talk to Spot to get to the bottom of this. And Jack didn't care how tough Spot was, or how many Brooklyn kids he had behind him. If Spot Conlon even looked at Jinks the wrong way, Jack would soak him.
"I'm a leader too. Just because I'm younger than the others doesn't mean you guys can just treat me like I'm lower than you."
"You ain't lower than me, Jinks! You're younger'n me, okay? And who's treatin' ya otherwise, eh? I'll soak 'em for sayin' that." He wiped a hand across his face. "Jinks...Mary...listen. No matter how old you are, I'm always gonna be older. I may not always treat you like a kid. But I'm your brother, Jinks. You're all I got, okay? I'll always be worryin' about ya. That's just the way it is. You can fight it...I won't change it none."
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Post by Jinks on Feb 22, 2008 22:12:10 GMT -5
"Jinks...Mary...listen. No matter how old you are, I'm always gonna be older. I may not always treat you like a kid. But I'm your brother, Jinks. You're all I got, okay? I'll always be worryin' about ya. That's just the way it is. You can fight it...I won't change it none."
"Well I'm goin ta keep fightin it if ya like it or not." said Jinks. "An would ya stop callin me Mary she's dead just like Francis." she said Sitting back down and covering her face with her book. "I don' care how older ya are than I am. Ya can't keep treating me like a kid." she said.
"I'm not the only one ya have. Daddy's back and he'll take care of us. We'll be fine." she said smiling behind the book that she was "reading".
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Post by Jack Kelly on Feb 24, 2008 12:22:36 GMT -5
"I'm not the only one ya have. Daddy's back and he'll take care of us. We'll be fine."
Jinks just didn't understand for some reason. Jack no longer wanted his father to be a part of his life. Mark Sullivan had been absent for a very long time. Both Jack and his sister had gotten along just fine without him. Who knew how the return of their father would affect their lives?
Jack said to Jinks, "If Mary and Francis are dead...then Mark Sullivan isn't out father," he said challengingly. "I don't want you to see him, Jinks. I don't wanna know how he'll mess up our lives this time."
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Post by Jinks on Feb 24, 2008 13:39:00 GMT -5
"I don't want you to see him, Jinks. I don't wanna know how he'll mess up our lives this time."
"You know Jack, he wasn't the only one that messed up my life." said Jinks looking at him, well more like glaring. He left her all alone she had to wonder the streets by herself.
"I hate you Jack." she said she blinked a few tears away. He was the one who ruined her life not her father. He should know that.
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Post by Jack Kelly on Feb 25, 2008 21:34:17 GMT -5
"You know Jack, he wasn't the only one that messed up my life."Jack stared at her. She couldn't mean him, could she? He had become separated from her, he couldn't have helped it one way or another. He had looked for her until realizing, hours later, she had gone off on her own. And since they had met back up again, he had tried to be the best brother he could. "You betta not mean me..." he said. "You know what happened, Jinks, and I didn't mess up y'life, no how." "I hate you Jack."The words stung. Jack looked at his sister as if she had slapped him instead of told him that. He stared at her in a long, heavy silence before his eyes hardened again, and his face become nonchalant and uncaring. "Fine," he said. "Do what you want. But I'm talkin' to Spot, whether you like it or not. And you can tell Mark Sullivan that he ain't my father." He turned away from her and started out of the library. He stopped halfway out and turned to his sister again. "You'll see, Jinks. Once ya meet him you'll really see who messed up ya life..." With a slight glare in her direction, he turned haughtily and strode towards the library doors without a backward glance. ((They can continue...Jack didn't leave yet. ))
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Post by Jinks on Feb 26, 2008 16:06:05 GMT -5
"You know what happened, Jinks, and I didn't mess up y'life, no how."
"Yea ya did!" she stated "Ya left me, Jack." she said "I was out on the streets by myself for at least two years." said Jinks. She didn't want to go back into the worst memories of her life. "You left," said Jinks "Yea I didn't know daddy, but I knew you. An' when ya left.." said Jinks trailing off. She felt like crying but she knew leaders have to be strong. Something she tries so hard to be.
"Do what you want. But I'm talkin' to Spot, whether you like it or not. And you can tell Mark Sullivan that he ain't my father."
"Fine talk ta Spot I don' care anymore." said Jinks she felt like all the happyness from her life got sucked out of her. "An I will tell him that." said Jinks really wanting to meet her father. The one person that she didn't understand why Jack hated.
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Post by Jack Kelly on Feb 27, 2008 21:38:19 GMT -5
"Yea I didn't know daddy, but I knew you. An' when ya left.."
"Jinks! For God's sake, I didn't mean t'leave you! I lost ya, in a crowd, Jinks! If it was up to me I wouldv'e stayed with ya all that time..." He had never meant to leave her. The crowds were huge that day, for some reason that Jack couldn't recall, and he had let go of his sister's hand to swipe an apple from a stand. The crowd swelled and pushed, making Jack stumble away. When he turned back to find Jinks, she was gone. He had never meant to lose her. Even when he was young he knew what being a good brother meant. He had looked for her for a long time (hours felt like days back then). He didn't find her until years later.
"An I will tell him that."
Jack shook his head. "Jinks, do you realize...what could happen? You got an okay life here! It ain't the best, but it's a good life. You sell papes. You're the leader of Staten Island. You got your newsies and your friends and ya got me, Jinks. What would havin' a father all of a sudden do to you...and me, too? The both of us..." Jack had always lived free of anyone telling him what to do or where to go. He took care of his own destiny. He was his own man, with his own goals and dreams and nothing tying him down. Having a father meant having a parent, and having a parent meant having someone to tell you to go to bed after dark. Go to school. Have a life. Stay in New York for the rest of your miserable life.
Jack couldn't think of a reason Jinks would want to meet their father. Unless, of course, Jinks wanted a life like normal kids, with a house and a family and school, and dresses and dinners around a table with plenty to go around... That kind of life had its perks, Jack thought. But he valued his freedom more than he would ever value his father.
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Post by Jinks on Feb 27, 2008 21:54:21 GMT -5
"Jinks! For God's sake, I didn't mean t'leave you! I lost ya, in a crowd, Jinks! If it was up to me I wouldv'e stayed with ya all that time..."
"There was no crowd!" she yelled. "Ya thinkin wrong Jack, that was another time." she said. "An ya know it too," she added. Jinks couldn't help but glare at her brother. Who she cared about more than her own life. "I'm sorry that I said I hated ya but ya need ta stop yellin at me for what daddy did ta ya." said Jinks.
"Jinks, do you realize...what could happen? You got an okay life here! It ain't the best, but it's a good life. You sell papes. You're the leader of Staten Island. You got your newsies and your friends and ya got me, Jinks. What would havin' a father all of a sudden do to you...and me, too? The both of us..."
"I ain't gonna live with him. I just wanna meet him. I don't remember stuff like ya. I don' remember mommy and I don' remember daddy, but ya do." said Jinks one thing that she didn't like at all is that he got to meet her Mother and she doesn't remember one thing about her. All she has to remember a woman who she was named after was a locket and that's it. "Ya know it's really unfair." she said "Ya got to have these wonderfull memories wit mommy and I didn'." said Jinks she didn't want to bring it up but it just blurted out. She knew that Jack would be angery when she said that. He always gets mad when she talks about her mother. But can you blame her she doesn't even know her own mom.
She looked at the locket that hung from her neck. There wasn't anything in it at all. It was empty just like Jinks' memories. ((lol i was in the moment lol))
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Post by Jack Kelly on Mar 5, 2008 18:33:04 GMT -5
Jack shook his head. He didn't understand. The life he had been leading since becoming a newsie was possibly the best life he could lead while still in Manhattan. He was completely free to do as he wished. Sometimes, though, there was that desire for family...something like the Jacobs had. Jack was sometimes envious of David and Sarah and Les...but other times he would rather live as he'd been living. A family was a good thing, but it could only get you so far and only offer you so much. For the most part, they just tied you down. Jack had bigger dreams.
Jack flinched a little when Jinks mentioned their mother. It had always been a sensitive topic to him, and only Jinks knew about it. He looked up at her, and he said, "Ya know what? Do what you want. But don't expect me to be there when our dad turns out to be the nobody I always knew he was."
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Post by Jinks on Mar 6, 2008 15:57:46 GMT -5
"I don' get it Jack." said Jinks looking at the floor and then up to her brother. "How come every time we try ta have a conversation it ends up as a fight?" she asked "I really hate fightin with ya. I mean ya are the only one of the newsies that care about me." she added. That was true she usally think that. She feels like she should just stay out of everyone's way that isn't in her Staten Island.
"Jack I don' wanna fight with ya any more." said Jinks looking at her mothers locket. She just stood there waiting for what he wwas going to say next.
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