This is for MrsJonathonToews19! I hope you like it!

"I'm goin' to see Spot," I told Jack before I left. He's very overprotective and always wants to know where I'm going and why. It took him awhile for him to let me date Spot. I know he just wants to take care of me, but sometimes it's too much. I know he's just watching out for me, but I need some room to breath. I'm growing up and I need to make my own choices. And make my own mistakes, so I can learn from them. I can't do that when he's breathing down my neck. Don't get me wrong, I love Jack. He's my brother. I just wish he trusts me more. But then again, he trusts me, he just 'doesn't trust the other people around me.'

I make my way over to the Brooklyn Bridge looking for Spot. He's usually at the bridge, but he wasn't today. Maybe he's at the docks. I walked over to the docks. I finally find him, so I walked closer. But I also see Missy with him. Missy is- let's just say she's the a brat. She gets around with her long raven hair and big brown eyes. She has an awful personality, though. She's rude and disrespectful. I walked further trying to push the bad thoughts away. She has one of her hands on his shoulder as he says something making her laugh. She twists a piece of her hair in a flirtatious way with her other hand as they talk. She starts getting closer and closer. She looks up at him leaning closer as he leans down. She connects her lips to his. All that went through my mind was that Jack was right. A small sob escapes me. Spot pulls away and looks my direction upon hearing me. His face falls as he sees me.

"Journie," he starts as he walks closer to me. I try to run or at least walk away, but I'm frozen with the image of his lips on hers replaying in my mind. Tears run down my face reminding me of the ache in my chest and the betrayal from someone I thought I could trust with my life. But I can't even trust him with my heart.

"Jack was right. I never should have trusted you," I echoed my previous thoughts. I backed away trying to get away from him as soon as possible. Tears were still falling down my face as he kept getting closer and closer. He was, soon, right in front of me in a matter of seconds. He put a stray piece of my dirty blonde hair behind my ears and cupped my cheek. He stared right into my blue eyes as I stared into his. "No, not again," I pushed away his hand and backed away which only made him step closer. I'm not going to let him reel me in again only for me to hurt. I turned away from him and ran away hoping he won't follow. I made my way back to Manhattan and over to the lodging house. I ran up the stairs and onto my bed not caring about the strange looks from the boys downstairs. Tears came down faster as more sobs raked my body. I brought my knees to my chest as I heard someone walk up the stairs. Jack came in only a moment later with a concern expression on his face. He walked over to me and sat down. He rubbed my back comforting me and I layed my head on his shoulder.

"What 'appened?" he asked once I calmed down.

"I went to see Spot and when I found him, he was with another girl," I tell Jack before a final tear ran down my cheek.

"He's a jerk," Jack states the obvious as I just nod my head. "He doesn't desoive ya tears an' he definitely doesn't desoive ya," he continues.

"Thanks, Jack," I tell him giving him a little hug.

"Dat's what broddas ah foa."