Brooklyn, Baby | Spot Conlon ²

Chp. 21: Gone Swimming

"Kenny, every time we break up, we always end up back togetha,"

"I know," I smile. "We's just meant fa each other,"

"I can't live without ya, you know that?"

"I would neva want to, Spot,"

"Kenny, I love you," He whispers. I look at him, and lean down to kiss him.

"I love you too, Spot."

Suddenly, a figure comes bursting into the room. It's dressed in black, and Kendall can't tell who it is. Then, it takes off its hood. Skiddy. 

"How adorable," 

He takes out a knife, and slams into Spot's chest. 

"He never loved you," 

"Spot!" 

"He can't hear ya, 'doll face',"

"Spot!" 

"SPOT!" 

Kendall jerked awake, breathing heavily. She hears running footsteps, and her door opens like in the dream. She screams, but stops short when she sees Spot in the doorway. 

"What the hell, Kenny?" 

"Sorry, I just--" 

"Had a bad dream? Me too." 

"I-I'm hungry." She simply says before getting up. 

She hurries downstairs to find some tea, and just to her luck, there is no more. 

"Did you drink any of the tea?" She asks Spot, who followed her.  

"Ask again and see if you can answer yourself," He says jokingly. 

"Right, sorry, it's like three in the morning." She sighs. "Now I have to make new tea," 

"I'll make it," 

"You know nothing of making tea," She looks at him with her eyebrows raised. 

"Be quiet, I'll make tha tea. Tell me about your dream," 

Spot gets the tea bags out and a mug while Kendall squirms. 

"Er, it wasn't anything important," 

"Seemed pretty bad as you screamed my name like ten times," 

"I did not," Her cheeks heat up. 

He chuckles. 

"Well, what about your dream?" She asks. 

"You were there, it was tha day I was in the hospital," He says, stirring the tea. "Skiddy came and killed you," 

"You're lying," 

"Why would I be?" 

"I had that dream," She says, "Skiddy came in and killed you and said--" 

She stops. 

"Said?" 

"He said you never loved me," She said in a soft voice. 

"He told me you never loved me either," 

"If we can get something straight, I did love you. So much." 

"I love--" 

The kettle starts to screech, and Spot takes it off, pouring the cup. He hands it to Kendall, who takes it graciously.