In Between 'Hattan and Brooklyn || A Sprace Story

Chapter 92 - The Beginning of the End (AKA, "Revenge, Please Just Quit Already")

- Chapter 92 - Also known as "Cloths is tired (even more so than usual)" -
Warnings: weapons, fighting, death, stabbing, blood, wars, insults, anger, mentions of manipulation, lying, and betrayal
A/N, this one gets dark, guys. I apologize in advance.
Third Person POV

Snowflake gripped her blade in her hand, pushing through people. "Move it, Kelly. Your help is appreciated, but it's my turn," she grumbled, moving in front of him.

Jack's eyebrows furrowed. He looked over at Spot.

Spot nodded. "We talked," he informed him, before standing next to Snowflake.

Jack nodded. He turned around and shook his head. "Like brother, like sister," he muttered.

Revenge held his arm tightly, gritting his teeth in pain. He looked up, noticing the siblings. "Sienna-"

"Oh, no, you don't." Snowflake scowled. "You lied to me! I hated your brother for being a liar, but you're just as bad!" she snapped.

Revenge grimaced. "Sienna, listen to me-" he put his hands out, gesturing for her to calm down.

"You used my negative thoughts against me and manipulated me!" Snowflake shouted, pointing to him. "For eight months—eight months!—you told me over and over again that Sean left me and hated me!" she reminded him, fuming. "You told me he was a terrible person!" She stopped abruptly in front of him, the tip of her blade poking his chest. It wasn't touching him enough to hurt him, but she could very easily change that.

Revenge gulped, looking down at the blade. "Sienna..."

"How much did you know?" Snowflake questioned, her voice scarily calm for someone who had just been yelling.

Jack and Spot exchanged a look.

"Aye," Jack learned over to Spot, "remind me not to anger you or your sister," he muttered to him.

Spot looked at him. "I thought you knew not to anger me?" He raised an eyebrow at him.

Jack pursed his lips. "You're not always as scary as you try to come off," he responded.

Spot scoffed. "Not true." He crossed his arms.

Jack raised an eyebrow at him. "Sure. It's especially not true when you say "not true" and huff like a toddler," he commented.

Spot rolled his eyes and elbowed Jack.

Jack grunted. "Okay, I got it," he muttered, in pain.

"Good." Spot nodded and turned back to his sister and cousin.

Revenge stared at Snowflake. "What-"

"How much, Giovanni?" Snowflake snapped, cutting him off. She glared into his eyes. "How much did you lie about?"

Revenge down glared at her, not daring to make a move in the event that her blade went into his chest.

"Answer me," Snowflake growled, grabbing the collar of his shirt as if to pull him closer to the blade.

"Okay, okay!" Revenge managed pulled away a bit. "All of it. I knew he was found by the Brooklyn Newsies and they wouldn't let him out of bed for a while because he was sick, even though he tried to look for you," he admitted. "Gino found out from hearing stories while he was a Brooklyn Newsie." He swallowed. "Once I realized you were my cousin and his sister, I realized I had a way to make my plan work out more smoothly."