He Knows

                                    

                                          
I think quickly "No Is not. What ya thinkin conlon? If that's all ya wanted me for I-"
                          
Suddenly he was at my side, cutting me off "I know yous is. I woulda soaked ya if I didn't. Ain't no boy gotta chest like dat" 
                          
"I-I" 
                          
"There's no use lying bout it 'squeak' I knows it" 
                          
"You don't know notin" I retorted starting to walk away. 
                          
I felt the tip of his cane slide down my back and he pulled my shirt down with it. I flinched, turning just in time to see his triumphant look turn to horror. He had seen my bound chest, and my scars. 
                          
"What the?" 
                          
"I has to go. Don't tell jack" i pleaded 
                          
"Yous not goin anywhere til ya explain!" Spot exclaimed, getting to the door before I could. I was trapped. 
                          
There was no point in lying, he had seen my binding. "The name's Claire" I said shortly. 
                          
"And?"
                          
"And what? Yous don't need to know anything!" I retorted. 
                          
Before I could stop him he knocked off my hat with his cane, revealing my hair. He smirked. How old is ya? Whys yous on da street bein a newsy? I want da story or Is tellin jack"
                          
I had no choice. "Is seventeen. Had ta say Is younger cause me voice. My parents Is dead. I ain't gon be no factory goirl that goes missin" I replied. I was going to tell him the bare minimum. 
                          
"And ya back?" He asked, this time a hint if concern crept through his angry exoression "ain't nobody supposed to treat a goirl like dat"
                          
"No matter to ya!" I snapped 
                          
He put his stupid cane under my head, tilting my chin up. "Come on toots, we dont want Jacky-boy to know dos we?" 
                          
"Spent some time in da refuge. Dats all" I told him. No boy I just met was going to get my whole life story. "Now Is gots to go. Trust you'll keep our deal" I replied as I tucked my hair back into my hat.
                          
"Come back soon dollface" 
                          
As if.