I can't believe the amount of reviews I'm getting for this! Thank you all so much for your feedback. I am trying to update as much as possible. At the moment, it's 12:30am and it's my sisters 21st, but I'm too tired to party now. Once again, thank you for the nice feedback. I definitely wasn't expecting people to actually like this story. Now, enough of my Drabble, here's part 3!

"Is he alright doctor?"

That was the first thing Crutchie had heard after he blacked out. He hadn't opened his eyes yet, he felt too stiff to do so.

'Why did it have to come back. If it's come back to kill me, just do it already. It hurts too much,' Crutchie had thought to himself. He felt as though it was getting even worse. I mean, how is that even possible?

Slowly, but surely, he opened his eyes to reveal a whole bunch of newsboys surrounding him. He couldn't move his neck because, quite frankly, he was too scared to, incase it hurt.

"Jack..." was all he could manage to say.

"He's awake!" Jack came rushing Crutchie's side.

The newsboys had also broken out of their dazed state just as Jack had said that.

"It hurts..." Crutchie whispered. "What's gonna 'appen?"

"The...the doctor said that youse have ta stay here a while," Jack paused. "He said that youse is gonna get better."

"Really?" The smallest hint of a smile appeared on Crutchie's face, but Jack could see it in his eyes. "When did they come?" Crutchie asked, using his eyes to gesture to the rest of the boys.

"They all came right after youse were brung here."

"Yeah, we'se came as quick as we could. Jack told us 'bout it," Race spoke up.

"We'se were all scared, but youse woke up," Romeo continued.

"How ya feelin' though?" Specs asked.

"Crap..." Crutchie just gave up on trying to be stronger than he was. He just gave them the truth. He really did feel like crap.

Soon after, the doctor came in and made all the newsboys leave Crutchie to rest. It was those rare moments of silence that sometimes Crutchie loved. This time, he would've loved it more if he didn't feel so bad, but the silence did help the pain. He could lose himself in the happy thoughts that keep him going every other day.

Although, Crutchie couldn't think of anything happy. The pain made him think of the first time he had polio.

'Walk I said, damn it!'

'He can't! His leg won't let him!'

Shut up woman! If I say he walks, he walks!'

The sound of a slap resonated in Crutchie's mind. Was his memories coming back to him?

'I'll beat you, you cripple if you don't walk! Now walk!'

Crutchie could vividly remember his dad abusing him. Each time this same memory came back, a lone tear would leave a streak on his cheek.

This only brought more bad memories to flush back into Crutchie's mind. Like the time Snyder and the Delancey's beat him with his own crutch. Oh, how weak and useless he felt.

Then he remembered back to the refuge.

'Hah, that'll teach you to follow the rules next time crip!' the cackling laugh of Snyder still haunts Crutchie as he hit his body with his own crutch.

None of the Newsies knew of the horrific past that Crutchie had had due to his paralysed leg. He needed to rest, he couldn't put up with these terrible memories rushing back to himself.

Somehow, after a long time, Crutchie fell asleep.

Sorry for this chapter being so short! I'll try to make the next one longer. I've just got a lot of dancing, I mean, I do dance 5-7 days each week. Anyway, the next one should be out later today, hopefully!