Disclaimer: I do not own newsies nor do I own any character from the movie. I do however own the character Southern Spark a.k.a. SS. The character Random belongs to my friend Random, also this FF idea came from an RP.
Southern Spark finished selling her papers and decided to go to Central Park before meeting up with Mush and Blink. She'd had a good day. The headlines had been good enough to allow her to sell all of her papers. "Headlines don't sell paps. Newsies sell paps." SS thought of Jack's words and laughed to herself. As she walked to CP she smiled. This was a beautiful day. SS didn't know things were about to take a turn for the worse.
As SS made her way to Central Park SS caught a glimpse of a man following her. This same man had been watching her for a week, but she hadn't told anyone about it. "Stay calm. Keep walking. He'll eventually go away like usual." she kept telling herself. SS picked up her pace hoping to lose him in the crowd. The man picked up his pace as well. He moved gracefully through the crowd catching up with SS. SS felt her heart begin to race and her stomach knotted up as panic began to over take her. She was about to turn the corner and head into the park when the man grabbed her.
SS was pulled into an alley out of sight of anyone on the streets. The man pinned SS between himself and a brick wall. He was a big man, strongly built, and possible in his mid twenties. He also had a scar on his forehead. The man looked SS up and down. Smiling maliciously as he did so.
SS tried to scream, but her mouth was quickly covered by one of his massive hands. "That ain't a good idea," he snarled. SS started to cry as her fear increased. The man smirked at her, then brushed away a tear. "No need to cry. You'll enjoy this." he whispered in her ear. When he took his hand from her mouth SS tried pleading with him. "Please! Don't hoirt. . . " she tried to say, but her plea was cut short when he took her mouth with his. The kiss made her stomach churn. It tasted like liquor and cigars.
When he broke the kiss SS slapped him, and tried screaming for help again. "That was stupid," he growled returning the blow with twice the force. SS could taste the blood from her lips. "Please! Don't!" she cried. "Oh, I will." he retorted kissing her neck and pressing his body closer to hers.
SS tried to block out what was happening. She was brought back to the horrible reality when her blouse was pulled opened, popping off most of the buttons. She cringed when she felt his hands on her flesh. She tried to push him away, but he was to strong. So, she tried screaming again only to be hit once more. "You betta shut up!" he growled pulling SS to the ground.
SS lay there unable to move. Her attacker held both her wrist in one massive hand, and he straddled her legs so that she couldn't' move them. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she thought of the inevitable. "Mush, I's wish you were heah." she thought to herself. Unfortunately, she was brought back to reality when her skirt was ripped away. The last thing she remembered was the intense pain as her innocence was stolen from her.
When it was over SS was left bruised and battered. Her lips were swollen, one eye was black, and both her wrist her bruised. She huddled up in a corner pulling her knees to her chin which was a painful task. Then wrapping her arms around tightly around them, she sat there alone, crying, and shaking.