Spot always gave me his left overs whenever he didn't finish his food. I was always hungry so I took them. None of us seemed to mind it other than Specs of course. We were all in the Newsies square eating some bread when Spot gave me the rest of his. "Are you sure you don't want it?" I never want Spot to feel like he has to give me his left overs, I want him to have as much food as he wants. "I'm sure, you need it more than me anyways." Spot said.
"No she doesn't Spot, she's been eating like a pig for two weeks. You need to stop giving her food." Specs said laughing. No one laughed with him. Spot was flaming mad, he knew I was sensitive about my weight. Spot grabbed Specs by the collar and pulled him real close to his face. "If you ever say that again about my queen you'll lose your other eye. Now apologize." Spot said, throwing Specs on the ground. Specs gulped out of fear and turned to me. I was frowning at the ground with a tear rolling down my face. "I'm so sorry y/n. I didn't mean it. Here do you want my bread." Specs said offering me his bread. I took his bread and threw it his face. "No I wouldn't want to be a pig now would I!" I yelled and ran away. "Y/n!" Spot called after me. I didn't stop I wanted to jump of a bridge. "Y/n! Please baby stop!" Spot finally caught up to me and stopped me.
"You should just keep your leftovers next time!" I said crying. Spot wiped away my tears with his thumb. "No baby, I know you love them. You are perfect to me."
"I don't look like those other girls Spot." I said looking around at all of the other women around me. Spot turned my chin towards him. "No, those other girls don't look like you."
