Spot
Spot Conlon. That name used to bring fear into any Newsies heart.
Not now.
As Spot wandered through the busy streets of Brooklyn he contemplated where it had all gone wrong. Why was he no longer considered great, the greatest Newsie in Brooklyn, in the whole of New York? He had enjoyed everyone thinking he was tough, someone not to mess with. Okay, he had to admit, it had been a bit of an act. What, with no family to call his own, and being stuck in the roughest district in the whole of New York it was the only way to survive. He had the respect of everyone but now all that was gone. He had made one mistake, one minor error, and it had cost him everything. He really didn't anticipate the damage it would cause. He couldn't help falling for the one girl that belonged to the other greatly respected Newsie in New York... Jack Kelly. Jack was totally devoted to Sarah Jacobs, and Spot could see why.
For six months after the end of the strike Spot had admired her from afar, jealous of "Cowboy" for winning her over before he had even had a chance. Looking at the two of them together it was plain to see that Sarah wasn't serious about Jack, she was just playing him around. But Spot never thought she would turn to him.
It had all happened so quickly, he hadn't even time to think about the damage it could cause. It was dark, Jack was saying goodbye to Medda after one of her shows. Sarah pulled Spot to one side. "I want to show you something" was all she said. So dazzled that she was actually talking to him he quietly obeyed and followed her into the alley. Then she kissed him. She was a good three inches taller than him so was quite over-powering. He was in heaven. Finally, the girl of his dreams. After a couple of minutes the dream was shattered. They turned to see the silhouette of Jack, reflecting in the lamp light. He said nothing, but the tears glistened as they ran down his face.
Broken.
Sarah rushed up to him and in a frenzied voice told about how he, Spot, had grabbed her and started kissing her and she couldn't stop him, and begging Jack to save her from the evil Spot. Blatantly lying to save herself, not caring what it did to Spot.
The news got round. It always did. About how Spot tried to steal Jack's girl. Jack hasn't taken Sarah back. That makes it all worse. "Spot Conlon split up a happy couple" they all said.
How wrong they were.
He walked along Brooklyn Bridge in a silence he knew would last forever. What was there to live for? Sarah had ruined his life. And with that thought, he jumped.
Spot Conlon. That name used to bring fear into any Newsies heart.
Not now.
As Spot wandered through the busy streets of Brooklyn he contemplated where it had all gone wrong. Why was he no longer considered great, the greatest Newsie in Brooklyn, in the whole of New York? He had enjoyed everyone thinking he was tough, someone not to mess with. Okay, he had to admit, it had been a bit of an act. What, with no family to call his own, and being stuck in the roughest district in the whole of New York it was the only way to survive. He had the respect of everyone but now all that was gone. He had made one mistake, one minor error, and it had cost him everything. He really didn't anticipate the damage it would cause. He couldn't help falling for the one girl that belonged to the other greatly respected Newsie in New York... Jack Kelly. Jack was totally devoted to Sarah Jacobs, and Spot could see why.
For six months after the end of the strike Spot had admired her from afar, jealous of "Cowboy" for winning her over before he had even had a chance. Looking at the two of them together it was plain to see that Sarah wasn't serious about Jack, she was just playing him around. But Spot never thought she would turn to him.
It had all happened so quickly, he hadn't even time to think about the damage it could cause. It was dark, Jack was saying goodbye to Medda after one of her shows. Sarah pulled Spot to one side. "I want to show you something" was all she said. So dazzled that she was actually talking to him he quietly obeyed and followed her into the alley. Then she kissed him. She was a good three inches taller than him so was quite over-powering. He was in heaven. Finally, the girl of his dreams. After a couple of minutes the dream was shattered. They turned to see the silhouette of Jack, reflecting in the lamp light. He said nothing, but the tears glistened as they ran down his face.
Broken.
Sarah rushed up to him and in a frenzied voice told about how he, Spot, had grabbed her and started kissing her and she couldn't stop him, and begging Jack to save her from the evil Spot. Blatantly lying to save herself, not caring what it did to Spot.
The news got round. It always did. About how Spot tried to steal Jack's girl. Jack hasn't taken Sarah back. That makes it all worse. "Spot Conlon split up a happy couple" they all said.
How wrong they were.
He walked along Brooklyn Bridge in a silence he knew would last forever. What was there to live for? Sarah had ruined his life. And with that thought, he jumped.