(This chapter contains rape, and no comfort afterwards. Sorry if you don't like, but you were warned. Flame if you must.)
Chapter 2 - Flashback
We were gathered in the distribution center, blocking the scabs from exiting. The first newsie came down and dropped his papers. A few followed him without any papers, a third came and tried getting past. Dave tried talking sense into Jack. Then chaos broke loose.
Papers were gathered and torn to bits, strike newsies were soakin' scab newsies, and the general commotion was an absolute party only ending when the bulls were heard approaching.
I didn't hear them approach and I didn't hear people leaving. I did hear Race yell back to me to scram. I quickly hopped up, grabbed my crutch and hobbled to the gates. The bulls blocked my exit, I turned and Oscar and Morris were behind me.
They shared identical evil grins as they knocked my crutch out from under me. They caught my arms and dragged me away.
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I pulled away from Morris as best as I could. Oscar hit me a few times, then Morris pushed me toward Oscar and slipped on some brass knuckles. I winced at the sight of them and screamed when they hit my abdomen, and again when they hit my hip of my bum leg. The agony of that hit hurt worse than the rest and the pain blocked out the pain of the rest of the hits.
Oscar laughed and finally told Morris to stop. He said it was time for part two. Morris laughed as well and took me. He forced me to my knees causing pain to shoot up my leg. Oscar reached down and undid my pants and removed my suspenders from my shoulders. I shuddered away from his touch and shivered fearfully when he laughed coldly. Morris undid his pants and pushed them down enough to pull his hard cock out.
He stroked himself a few times before grabbing the back of my head and hissing at me "You like that, don't ya? Ya gimp."
He then shoved his cock against my lips and I felt Oscar push my pants down. I gasped at the agonizing pain as Oscar pushed me forward, Morris took advantage of this and shoved his cock down my throat. I gagged against the intrusion, and would have cried out in pain as Oscar also shoved himself inside of me.
I wasn't sure which hurt worse, my leg or them forcing themselves onto me. Then they pulled out, and thrusted in at the same time, causing me to cringe involuntarily. I felt tears coming to my eyes and I didn't even bother caring about them.
I felt I was losing all dignity I ever had. What would the guys think of me now. I whimpered in pain at every movement from the Delancey brothers as they continued to rape me. They soon finished and dressed me again, then left for a while.
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I sat and shivered in fear that they would come back. But they didn't, the police came in and arrested me. They took me to the refuge without a trial. I sat alone and thought over and over about what they did.
I heard the boys around me talking and I faked a smile and wondered how the boys were getting along in the strike.
One of the younger boys told me Jack was here.
(I hope this was good, I'm sorry if it doesn't meet standards but deal with it. -Luvs Cassy.)
