Harden my heart
I do not own Newsies. Inspired by "Harden my heart" by Quarterflash.
I had left the house early that morning and was just getting home. I saw the smoke and sprinted to my house.
The whole house was in flames.
A tear left my eye.
I whipped it away. 'Don't cry', I told myself.
It slowly began to rain.
Then I made that trek to Brooklyn.
"Where youse goin' liddle goil?" a Brooklyn newsie said.
"I'm a friend of Spot's", I told him.
"Is dat so?" he asked.
"Yeah", I hissed.
"Back off 'er", I heard his voice say.
The newsie backed down.
"Long time no see Ice", Spot said. Spot hadn't taken Brooklyn yet, but he was second-in-command. He put his arm around me and led me to the lodging house.
"So, what's goin' on Ice Princess?" Spot asked.
I broke down and ran into Spot's arms. I cried for the death of my parents.
Spot grabbed me by my shoulders. He took my chin his hands. His eyes searching mine for something. "Harden yer heart and swallow yer tears. If youse gonna make it in Brooklyn, youse need to buck up", Spot told me.
My eyes drifted to his lips.
I grabbed Spot's suspenders and kissed him.
He kissed me back.
I walked forward until he hit the bed. I gave myself to Spot that night.
Completely.