Race?

Race skidded across the floor of the alley throwing Splits arm so the knife skidded across the floor and was picked up by Jack who stood at the end on the alleyway along with Spot who pocketed it next to his own.

Race's eyes met mine as he grasped Splits wrist his eyes filled with concern but relief clearly thankful I was ok. I looked at him my eyes melting into his completely forgetting the two newsies beside me holding me back I stepped towards him only to be pulled back again harshly I squealed in pain as their strong fingers gripped on the top of my arms. They now held me even tighter both of their hands clamped to my arms leaving neither of them covering my face at least they left me so I could speak now.

Race stumbled to his feet eager to reach me as pain was evident in my eyes,

"Woah there brother." Yelled Splits shoving Race backwards.

"You're not my brother I don't have to listen to you." Race spat moving to walk past Splits and towards me, only to have Splits shove his shoulder harshly forcing him backwards.

"Hey don't lie in front of your goil I am your brother well half-brother,

He moved closer towards me gesturing for the other two to move away before grabbing me around my waist clamping his other hand around my shoulders holding me in place. I tensed up at his closeness Jack Spot and Race all noticed this and stepped forwards but so did the two guys holding me before, now everyone was stuck.

Splits smiled at his small victory before leaning his head over my shoulder,

"Well since me and Race are related it makes the other night a little awkward doesn't it."

His face came closer to mine as he breathed onto my neck his lips coming closer and closer to the bottom of my neck. My eyes turned wide in horror and I slammed my foot onto his, he yelped in pain letting go of me. I pushed away from him moving out of the way as Race flew forwards throwing him to the floor I backed away aiming to get out of the alley.

Of course the two goons came at me again only to be stopped by Jack and Spot who each took a goon throwing punch after punch at them but not quite holding their own.

Meanwhile Race and Splits were rolling on the floor grunting and screaming at each other.

"Don't you ever touch my goil again." Race screamed at him his voice seething in anger as he pinned down Splits.

"Too late Race." Splits grinned as he shoved Race over pinning him down now.

"That's not true." I screamed running over to him and shoving him off Race yet I had underestimated his strength yet again rather than shoving him over he stood up walking me into the corner,

"I've told you to shut up!" he yelled backing me further into the corner, I cringed as my back and shoulders hit the side of the walls.

"Leave her alone!" Race yells as he shoves him out of the way and they begin to throw punch after punch after punch. I was so shocked all of this was happening for me well not for all for me it does have a large amount to do with territory. I looked around wondering whether it would end.

Through all the yelling I began to hear frequent moans of pain I turned to see Morris who was still lying there unconscious. I raced over to him and sat next to him resting his head in my lap.

"Morris" I said softly looking down at him.

"Laura I'm so sorry" he said his voice small and weak.

"No Morris this isn't your fault." I began trying to persuade him.

"Yes it is Laura I" he interrupted himself as his breath caught up with him his chest heaved upwards he tried to breathe in but couldn't his eyes filled with panic and then they calmed down and looked up at me before rolling back.

"Morris." I asked shaking him his body unresponsive and his skin pale and cold.

"Morris." I screamed shaking him trying to wake him, I got no response yet again.

"Race!Jack!" I yelled realising he would never wake up.

Jack and Race came running over abandoning the fights both of them had Race joining me on the left Jack on the right.

Jack picked up his limps wrist, and looked up his face apologetic.

"Laura he's gone." Jack said his voice full of regret.

"No he can't be its all my fault I'm the reason he's dead he can't be dead I couldn't have killed him." I said my voice full of pain as I began to sob.

"So the Delancey is dead what a shame." Splits said from behind me,

Both Race and Jack stood up to face him, but I refused to leave Morris looking down at him for any reversal praying he would open his eyes.

"Maybe your goil should have stayed away from the Delancey huh Race." Splits' smug voice sounded from behind me he soon reached down to prod Morris in the face checking his consciousness.

I forced his hand backwards standing up in anger,

"Don't you touch him! He tried to save me from you!" I screamed my other hand flying to his face aiming to backhand him.

He soon caught my hand in his throwing me to the floor my head throbbed as it bounced back on the cobblestones and soon everything became blurry,

"Laura!" I heard Race scream his face soon approaching my own full of concern. I felt his arm scoop under my shoulders and his hand gently lift my head from the floor. I looked up again hearing Jack yelling something at Race before everything went black.