Say Something
By: Emma C. Greening
Newsies Oneshot
Disclaimer: I absolutely do not own any of the characters from Newsies, even though I wish I owned Crutchy. D:
This story is from an omniscient point of view.
Crutchy huddled against the cold, half open window. Snyder and his goons had purposely left it open, just to make the boy shiver, after they'd beat him to practically nothing.
Crutchy opened his half parched lips, and breathed deeply, watching in fascination as his breath became a small cloud suspended in the air. His shoulders shook, and the chains that burned into his wrists pinched as he tried to move. Snyder was smarter this time, at least he thought to string the kid up.
Say something Jack, I'm giving up on you
I'll keep my chin up, if you want me to
Anywhere I'se would've followed you
Say something, I'm givin' up on you
And I...I'se feelin' so small
It was over my head
I know not'hin' at all
And I is...goin' ta fall
I'm still learnin' ta live
Just startin' ta crawl
Say somet'ing, I'm givin' up on ya's
I'se sorry that I couldn't get to ya
Anywhere I would've followed you
Say somet'hin', I'm givin' up on you
And I...will swallow my pride
You're de one dat I need
And I'm sayin' goodbye
Say somet'hin', I'm giving up on you
An' I'se sorry that I couldn't get to ya's
Anyway, I would've followed you
Say somet'ing I'm giving up on ya
Say somet'ing, I'm giving up on ya
Crutchy finished, giving a hard wracking cough that seemed to spread pain throughout his entire body.
"Crutch? Crutchy, is dat you?"
Jack's voice, just outside of the window made his frozen friend look up hopefully. He shook the ice out of his curls, and grinned.
"Jack, you'se here? I wasn't expectin' ya's, you bein' so busy wit's de strike an' all. Don't dey needs ya's?" The cripple asked wonderingly, trying to adjust his frozen, gimp leg.
Jack shook his head. "You'se more important. I'se heard what ya's was singin' an ya's don't got cause ta gives up on me, Crutchy. I'se is right heah, an' I'se aimin' ta get ya outta heah, don't you'se worries. Davey an' I is goin' ta find a way." He reached through the bars to put a strengthening hand on his friend's bare shoulder. "You understands? Don't freeze on me, ok?"
Crutchy nodded, and tried to wipe the tears away. "I'se won'ts Jack. T'anks fa reassurin' me."
The End
