CHAPTER THIRTYFIVE

The group of Newsies had split up to surround the lodging house. Spot and I decided it would be best if we split too, so I was with Emmy, Fifi, and Harmony. Yes, believe it or not, Harmony had come along. We were crouched behind some crates when the front door to the lodging house opened and a rough looking guy walked out. I glanced at the girls and held a finger to my mouth, plastering my back to the crate as I made my way around it. Harmony went in front of him.

"Hey there," she smiled charmingly, "I was wondering, could you help me-." But I slammed my fists in the center of his back and Fifi smacked his head with a 2x4.

"Help me drag him over there," I grunted, yanking miserably at his shoulders. Fifi grabbed his feet while Harmony got his waist and we moved him to where we'd been previously hiding. This went on for a while, when a person came out, either Emmy or Harmony distracted him and Fifi and I knocked him out. When our pile got to five men, I sighed. "I think we're good."

"I hope so," Fifi muttered, rubbing her hands together, "That wood hurts."

"No, what hurt was prolly when the wood snapped. I hope you didn't hurt him too badly," Harmony trailed off at the look on our faces, "What?"

"Harmony, they're the enemy!" Fifi yell-whispered and Harmony blushed.

"Well at least she didn't say he was cute," Emmy hissed making Fiona glare at her.

"For Christ's sake it was one time!"

"Jesus, just shut up!" I muttered, refraining from banging their heads together, "I really don't feel like explaining to anyone how you got bruises on your heads, so be quiet."

"Sorry Sass," they whispered and I nodded, jerking my head to the window.

"I'll go look inside, if everyone's doing what they're supposed to be, their man count should have watered down."

"I hope so," Harmony sighed, flicking at one of the men's hat. I crept over to the window, fingering the knife I had on my person. It was actually Spot's knife, because normally I don't have to do things like this. Mentally, I was praying that I wouldn't have to use it. Maybe he'd fall over and hit his head on something and forget about what a horrible person he is. Don't look at me like that, it could happen. I shrugged further into my coat, looking through the window and saw about four men, none being my father, staggering around.

"For the love of," I started, rolling my eyes before turning back to Harmony, Fifi, and Em, "They're all drunk."

"What the hell?" Fiona raised an eyebrow.

"They're idiots," Em giggled. We all looked at her and she shook her head. The door opened again and I ducked down, signaling for them to do the same but it was too late.

"Hello ladies," a familiar voice smirked and I smacked upside the head after he closed the door.

"You idiot!" I growled, shoving him towards Fifi, "Your boyfriend is dead if he blows our cover. What the hell are you doing anyway and why do you smell like a bloody pig died?"

"Well, stupid as your dad might be, he'd notice if men were missing," Jack stated and I begrudgingly nodded my head in agreement, "So we took their places. You girls don't need to but just be safe, aiight?"

"Jack, this ain't the first time we've done something like this," Em smirked and all of us smiled at the memory.

"We've known each other practically since I moved here, Jack," I pointed out.

"When we get back, we're having a serious talk, Fiona Cameron," he said, pointing his finger at his girlfriend.

"Oh, can it Jack," she rolled her eyes, "Get back inside before they come out looking for you."

"Is everything going okay?" I asked before he left and he grinned.

"Yeah, everything's okay."

"Good, cause if you boys screw up, I'll bloody murder you," I told him and he nodded.

"Yeah, yeah," he muttered, waving his hands, "Shit, get down."

"What-," but I pushed Em down by the bodies just in time for Jack to almost 'walk into' the door.

"Watch it," he growled and there was a grunted reply before the door slammed. I peaked over to see a man, falling all over the place. Looking at Harmony, she shrugged, not knowing if we should or not, however Fiona already had the wood in hand so we sighed, getting up but he was . . . urinating.

"Oh, gross," Harmony wrinkled her nose, crouching back down. I looked at Fi, who had her face twisted with disgust but she nodded. The zipper of his pants closed and he leant his head against the wall before letting out a sigh. As we got closer, he whipped around, a gun pointed at us and Fiona squeaked.

"Get inside, the four of you," the man growled. I sighed, being the first to enter and immediately caught Jack's eyes before he turned away but soon all the men were staring at us.

"Thought I wouldn't notice, didn't you, ya little whore," I heard a raspy voice laugh maliciously. I rolled my eyes, knowing what was coming next. "My boys went out that door and they didn't come back, they go out the other doors, they come back. You think I'm stupid girl?"

"You really want to ask me that question?" I asked, meeting his gaze and his jaw tightened.

"Suppose not," he smirked finally, "What'd ya say boys, let's teach these girls some manners." There were more men then I expected, I thought as they sauntered out from other rooms. The Newsies probably only took up a third of the number. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw one grab at Em but I shoved him back.

"Keep ya bloody mitts off her, ya git," I snarled and he smirked at me before tauntingly reaching out but I kicked his hand away. He lunged at me and so it began. The fight broke out. Most sat back and just watched as Emerald, Harmony, Fiona, and me fended for ourselves but as soon as one of their men was down, another would jump up. I broke someone's hand and heard someone else cry out, looking over to see Emerald and a man on the ground, writhing in pain. She nodded at me and I smiled back before turning my attention to the man now in front of me. He swung at me but I ducked, sweeping him to the floor; his leg stuck up, kicking me in the gut. I doubled over, as a yelp sounded and saw Harmony on the floor.

"Sass, look out!" Fiona yelled but I was on the floor, the oaf on top of me. He started throwing punches at me left and right. I did my best to block them but was still hit. I saw Emerald pushed up against the wall and Fiona held back by four men. I was the only one left on the floor.

"Enough," the man known as my father bellowed and I felt the weight lifted from me. Reaching up, I wiped the blood from my face and looked over at him.

"What," I snapped before someone dragged me to my feet.

"You've lost," he sneered and I looked around to see the girls, as well as the Newsies, either unconscious or being held up to watch the 'show' my father was about to put on. "Give up?"

"Over my dead body," I coughed, spitting at his boot. He saw the bloody saliva and glared down at me.

"That can be arranged," he growled, shoving me back. I was screwed.

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It's almost over...!!..yay...? Okai, i'm sorry it took me so long to post this but i hope the length kinda makes up for it hopeful smile maybe? :-D Okai, well, tell me what you think pwease :-)