It's Brooklyn Baby- Spot Conlon X Reader

Part 19

"Spot?" I whispered. It must have been two in the morning and I felt horrible for waking him up. Most of all I was scared that he might yell at me for waking him up so late or so early like William would and Spot didn't have any maids that I could wake as I did over there, so I just got up moving over him carefully, trying not to wake him and grabbed what money I had with me when I went to the bar and began walking outside after putting a few layers of clothes on ignoring my stupid corset. When I was halfway to the harbor I felt a hand on my shoulder which made me jump. "Oh Spot, I'm sorry did I wake you?"

"No, Is woke me up when I didn't feel you beside me. Is everything alright? Why did yous leave?" He gave me a worried expression caressing my arm. "I am sorry I was just hungry and didn't want to wake you or bug you for money. I didn't want you to become angry with me."

"Yous should never ever worry about waking me up. For whatever reason. Is don't care if it's for the most simple of reasons as asking where something is or just wanting to talk." He wrapped his arm around me. "Now let me walk yous home and Is will be more than happy to go buy you something from where evers open." I nodded my head smiling at him and we walked back home. He gave me some more bread and honey to hold me over as he went back out again. When he came back he had a small handful of fruits. "Where did you get these? All the markets and stores are closed at this hour." He smiled. "A good friend of mine owns just a small shop and barber place. Keeps it open all night for professional poker. I told him about yous and your condition and he pulled me some strings and got this for cheap. He owed me the favor anyways since I fixed his wall after a drunk punched a whole in it after losing all of his money."

"That's a kind friend that you have. What's his name?"

"Les. David and Sarah's little brother."

"I didn't know that they had a younger brother. I wish that they would have told me about him." He squinted at me. "Is thought they did." I shrugged. "I'm not sure. If they did then I can't remember." I smiled when he began washing some of the apples and cutting two of them up into slices. "Can I have them with the honey?"

"Yous can have anything that yous want." I smiled hugging him from behind then sighed. "I'm quite worried about tomorrow. I am worried that William will bring the police and have you arrested then I will be forced to go back with him and even if I did take him to trial there is nothing to stop them from putting you behind bars."

"Them?"

"My father and him. I know that he is certainly going to tell my parents."

"Try not to be worried about me alright? I promise yous I will do everything in my power to keep you from that bastard. Your father will be forced to understand what kind of man he is. Everything will turn out for the best. I will do everything to protect you." I started tearing up and he wiped my tears then I took an apple slice and put some honey on it. He smiled amused by my actions but didn't say anything to make me more upset and instead just sat down sitting me on his lap. "Thank you Colin. I really hope that nothing bad happens tomorrow. I am really sorry if I don't sleep well tonight and I continue to wake you."

"Like Is said before. You matter to me more than anything. I'm here to take care of you. That's what I was made to do. I want to take care of you. If you're worried then I'm worried." Again I nodded and smiled continuing to eat the honey apples he sliced for me.

The next morning made me extremely nervous. I had cleaned his entire living space early in the morning after I sent him off to work and now I was pacing back and forth waiting for Spot to come home. Then I heard the knock on the door. I swallowed the lump in my throat and opened it.

"Hello mother."

"Y/n sweetie may I come in? We need to have a talk."

"Of course please do."

She walked in and I noticed her eyebrow raise and her lips move down into a disgusted frown. "This is what you're choosing over William your husband?" I frowned. "Mother you don't understand."

"No, I do not. William has given you everything."

"Everything with a side of bruises." I said to her looking down at my feet. "You are such an ungrateful child." I was in shock by her words. "Mother, didn't you hear me?"

"I did and you are ungrateful. Y/n there are things that I have prepared you for, but apparently, I haven't done a good job of that. It does not matter what a man does to you as long as he has the money to be able take care and provide. As a woman you better understand that you have very few options. We don't get to make choices we just have to take what we can get and you settling for some boy who lives in this rat trap is complete buffoonery."

"Momma I love him!" I looked her in the eyes. "Love will not put food on the table, especially now that you're pregnant. Do you think he is still going to want you when you give birth to another mans baby?"

"The baby isn't Williams!" Everything went silent. "Excuse me?" Tears began pouring from my face. "The baby is not Williams mom. The baby is Spots."

"I don't believe this how could you make such a mistake as to sleep with someone while you are married."

"Because it didn't happen that way." She sat down. "Mom I love Spot Conlon, William hits me, he will hit my baby, and I am getting a divorce." She looked me up and down without saying a word. "Seems William is right about one thing. I can't seem to get across to you the importance of your marriage. Perhaps your father can." She stood up and began walking away. "Momma wait!" She topped without turning to look at me. "If you tell father about the baby not being Williams if you say a word to William about it and if you and daddy put Spot in jail mark my words I will leave. I will change my name and work hard for my child and you will never see me again. You will never see your niece or nephew." I saw her hand move to her face seeming to wipe a tear from her face. "Y/n I do love you." Then she walked off.

I sat down on the bed letting tears fall from my face and lay down. Spot walked in and was immediately by my side rubbing my back. "What's wrong?" I sat up and looked at him and he held my hands gently waiting patently to speak. "My mother found me and stopped by. I told her everything."

"What did she say?"

"I believe that she is going to tell my father, but I also believe that there is a slight chance that she won't. I had told her that if she did, she would never see me or the baby again. I just didn't know what to do."

"I do. You and I are going to go to your house together and tell everyone what's going on and William and you are going to get a divorce then you and I are going to get married. It's going to be a long and tough fight, but I've been in worse." I nodded my head and put my small coat on and Spot took my hand as we were ready to leave for my old home where I knew everyone would probably be.