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Post by Race on Aug 31, 2007 19:39:17 GMT -5
"YEAH AFTAH I WAS MISSIN' FAH HOW LONG? REFRESH MY MEMORY CAUSE I CAN'T REMEMBAH SEEIN' AS I 'AS WASTED HALF THE TIME! I COULDA DIED!" Max yelled.
Race stared,not sure what to think, "Dis is bettah den Kloppman on Sundays.."
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 31, 2007 19:56:21 GMT -5
"MAX, D'YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO GET DAT MONEY?! IF IT WERE UP TA ME I WOULDA GOTCHA DA DAY YA DISAPPEARED!" Spot said.
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Post by Race on Aug 31, 2007 20:01:44 GMT -5
"WELL WHY DIDN'T YA!" Max said,for once in his seventeen years,hot tears poured down his face,he wiped at them trying to keep the other from seeing him showing emotion.
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 31, 2007 20:03:46 GMT -5
"BECAUSE I 'AS ONLY HALF CONSCIOUS FA DA FOIST FEW DAYS!" he saw the tears and stopped dead. He had NEVER seen Max cry.
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Post by Race on Aug 31, 2007 20:14:22 GMT -5
Max stared at Spot for awhile,then stalked off down an alleyway,not wanting Spot to see him cry.He'd always been the tough older brother,and he wasn't about to let his guard down.The truth was,he'd been scared those days's he'd been in the clutches of the mafia, scared he was going to wake up dead one morning,or they'd forget about him.
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 31, 2007 20:19:26 GMT -5
Spot stood there stunned then ran off after him. "Max! Wait up!" he yelled. He finally caught up to Max, panting. "Max, I'm sorry...there wasn't much I could do..." he said,trying to catch his breath. He looked away from Max, knowing that Max hadn't wanted to be seen like this.
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Post by Race on Aug 31, 2007 20:24:14 GMT -5
Max wiped his eyes on his sleeve,staring at it for awhile then said, "you've no idea,what I've been trough..."he said, "Dere were days I thought dey were gunna moidah me,an' days I spent in complete delirium,one of 'um wanted ta kill me,kept sayin' dere 'as no way you'd come up wit da money,den they got Blondie,an' I thought youse was dead....." he trailed off.
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 31, 2007 20:29:15 GMT -5
Spot looked down at the ground. He didn't know what to say. Then, he stepped forward and hugged Max. "I didn't know what ta tink eithah...those days when I was conscious, I couldn't get da thought outta me head dat you two were dead." he felt tears running down his own face too.
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Post by Race on Aug 31, 2007 20:38:10 GMT -5
Max let him hug him,but didn't hug back immedeatly,he finally turned around and hugged Spot,he heard him sniff and grinned, "Ah' quit ya bawlin'." he joked.
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 31, 2007 20:41:26 GMT -5
"I love ya Max, an' don't let yaself think anything different. Blondie does too," Spot said.
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Post by Race on Aug 31, 2007 20:44:58 GMT -5
"Yeah, I know," Max said," Heck,Blondie plays my therapist every uddah day." he added,laughing.
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 31, 2007 20:46:45 GMT -5
"Yeah," Spot laughed, wiping his eyes. After a pause, he sighed, "Well, we'd bettah go find 'er afore she hurts herself even worse...or someone else..." He started walking then stopped short: he could hear screaming coming from a nearby alleyway and it sounded like Blondie. "Max dat's her!" He started running at full speed in the direction of the screams.
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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 10:10:41 GMT -5
Max followed suit,grabbing a broom handle as he went.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 2, 2007 10:21:40 GMT -5
They got to the alley to see Blondie struggling with the Delanceys. Morris was trying to hold her, but she was fighting with all her strength. She dug her heel into his shin, making him let go. Oscar approached her but she jumped on top of him punching him repeatedly with her good arm. Morris came and pulled her off of him but she struggled free and kicked him in between the legs. "YA GONNA MESS WIT ME AGAIN?!"
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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 15:04:30 GMT -5
Max shrugged, "She didn' need our help!" he said,throwing the handle down and accidentally hitting Oscar in the head with it.
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