Hey...this is the last update for today....lol...that makes
six...hehehe....okay I thought I would take the time to say that I do not
own the song Always You and I that belongs to 98 Degrees and whoever
else.... I also don't own the newsies except for Storm, Digger, Slingshot
and whoever else doesn't appear in the movie...
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It's so hard to say
How a love could end this way
The one that used to care for you
Just turned and walked away
Slingshot downed yet another pint of guiness in the Irish Bar. Everything had gone wrong that day. It would've been Jack and Sarah's 18- month anniversary so Jack was worse than usual. It still hurt to think of the look of pure misery in Jack's beautiful eyes. Slingshot ordered another pint of guiness. The drink helped her to escape the pain.
As she waited, Blink and Digger arrived at the bar looking for Slingshot, who had disappeared after dinner. When they saw her they rushed over relieved.
"Slingshot, I'se glad yer okay. We'se all been so worried. Let's go home," said Digger.
Slingshot downed the pint of guiness she had just been given and turned. In her drunken stupor, she didn't recognize them. She got up and swayed a bit. Then she grabbed a hold of Blink and started kissing him. Blink was so shocked at first that he just stood there. Finally, he realized what was happening and pushed Slingshot away.
"Oh my god," said Digger quietly, tears starting to slid down her face.
"Diggea, I can explain..," started Blink but he was cut off by Digger's punch. She hit him right in the jaw and turned and ran.
S***, s***, s***, thought Blink as he helped Slingshot to the lodging house. He practically threw her on her bunk and headed up to the roof, hoping to find Digger.
When he got on the roof, he saw not Digger but Jack. He walked over and sat down near Jack and sighed.
"She left, Blink. Ya jist missed 'er," said Jack without looking over. "She told me what 'appened and said she 'ad ta go."
"Where?," was all Blink could say as a thousand questions rushed through his mind.
"Can't tell ya dat," Jack said, shaking his head. "I promised 'er some time ta 'erself."
"What?! I love 'er, Jack. I need ta explain," Blink practically shouted.
"If ya love 'er so much, let 'er think or ya'll be like me, Blink. Alone and miserable," stated Jack as he got up.
Blink sank down on his knees and cried. Sad and angry at both Digger and himself.
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And it's so hard to find
To leave the pain behind
When all the things you're lookin' for
Your heart can't seem to find
Digger threw open the door to the Brooklyn Lodging House for Newsies and scanned the main room for Storm. When she noticed Storm wasn't there she ran upstairs.
"Storm, I jist saw yer friend Diggea 'eading 'ere. She's runnin' like somethin' is wrong," said Spot as he turned away from the window to face his girlfriend Storm.
"I wondea what 'appened. Did ya see Blink?," asked Storm as she pulled on her boots.
"No. Dat's what's weird. Blink ain't wid 'er," said Spot, shaking his head slowly. He walked away from the window and grabbed his cane and slingshot.
"Dose two is inseperable...oh no,"gasped Storm as she stood up and headed towards the door. "Da only reason Diggea would be by 'erself and upset is if...dey 'ad a fight and broke up."
By this time, Digger had made it up the stairs in record time and was heading for the door to Spot and Storm's bunkroom. Suddenly the door opened and there stood Storm.
"What's a matter, Diggea? Where's Blink? Did ya 'ave a fight? Did somethin' 'appen ta 'im?," asked Storm brimming with millions of questions.
"Well, we 'ad a fight. Sorta. I left," started Digger as the tears started to fall. Spot left to give them privacy. Storm put her arm around Digger's shoulders and let her cry till all the tears were gone.
"Now tell me what 'appened," said Storm gently as she dried the last of Digger's tears. Digger took a deep, shuddering breath and told Storm the whole story.
"Oh deah," said Storm softly when Digger finished. "Diggea, it's too late now but I want ya ta go talk ta 'im tamorrah. 'E desoives a chance ta explain."
"No! Not aftea what 'e did. 'E's a bastard. 'E should've done something," Digger choked out and then laid down on Storm's bed, exhausted from all the crying and hurrying from Manhattan.
Storm sighed and stood up. She looked at Digger and watched as her friend succombed to a deep sleep. Dis 'as got ta be fixed, thought Storm as she closed the door to Spot's room and went down to talk to Spot.
When she finished telling Spot what happened he stood up with a blank look on his face. A blank look on Spot's face can only mean one thing. Spot was pissed. Beyond pissed. While he may look calm at the moment, Storm knew that he was barely able to keep himself in check.
"Spot, calm down. Gettin' angry won't 'elp a bit. We need ta let dem 'andle it. All we can do is offer dem advice and be as patient as possible," said Storm calmly but hurriedly, hoping Spot wouldn't march off to soak Blink. Spot blinked, then looked at Storm as he sighed and sat back down, gathering Storm in his arms.
"Ya know neither o' us are very patient," he said as he kissed her forehead and sighed again. "But ya are right. Dey need ta 'andle dis demselves."
"Let's 'ope it works out well and da soonea, da bettea. Dis could get real ugly," said Storm. She yawned and gave Spot a goodnight kiss. "Night, Spot. See ya in da mornin'. I 'ope ya don't mind sleepin' in da regula bunkroom wid da rest of da newsies. It's only fer tanight."
Spot nodded and gave her a hug nefore heading to the bunkroom. Storm looked around , making sure no one was there. She sighed with relief and got down on her knees and clasped her hands together. 'Aven't done dis in a while, she thought.
"Dear Papa, it's me, Storm O'Brien. I know I 'aven't talked ta ya in a while but things 'ave been busy. Oh... 'fore I ferget, thanks fer allowin' Spot and I ta be tageddea. Now down ta da mattea at hand. As ya know, Diggea and Blink is 'avin' a problem. Dey love each oddea but dey'se goin' through a 'ard time. 'Elp 'em get through it alright. Dey need each oddea. Well, I got nuttin' left ta say 'cept...Amen," whispered Storm as she knelt on the floor with her eyes closed. She opened them again when she finished and headed toward her seperate bunkroom.
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It's so hard to say
How a love could end this way
The one that used to care for you
Just turned and walked away
Slingshot downed yet another pint of guiness in the Irish Bar. Everything had gone wrong that day. It would've been Jack and Sarah's 18- month anniversary so Jack was worse than usual. It still hurt to think of the look of pure misery in Jack's beautiful eyes. Slingshot ordered another pint of guiness. The drink helped her to escape the pain.
As she waited, Blink and Digger arrived at the bar looking for Slingshot, who had disappeared after dinner. When they saw her they rushed over relieved.
"Slingshot, I'se glad yer okay. We'se all been so worried. Let's go home," said Digger.
Slingshot downed the pint of guiness she had just been given and turned. In her drunken stupor, she didn't recognize them. She got up and swayed a bit. Then she grabbed a hold of Blink and started kissing him. Blink was so shocked at first that he just stood there. Finally, he realized what was happening and pushed Slingshot away.
"Oh my god," said Digger quietly, tears starting to slid down her face.
"Diggea, I can explain..," started Blink but he was cut off by Digger's punch. She hit him right in the jaw and turned and ran.
S***, s***, s***, thought Blink as he helped Slingshot to the lodging house. He practically threw her on her bunk and headed up to the roof, hoping to find Digger.
When he got on the roof, he saw not Digger but Jack. He walked over and sat down near Jack and sighed.
"She left, Blink. Ya jist missed 'er," said Jack without looking over. "She told me what 'appened and said she 'ad ta go."
"Where?," was all Blink could say as a thousand questions rushed through his mind.
"Can't tell ya dat," Jack said, shaking his head. "I promised 'er some time ta 'erself."
"What?! I love 'er, Jack. I need ta explain," Blink practically shouted.
"If ya love 'er so much, let 'er think or ya'll be like me, Blink. Alone and miserable," stated Jack as he got up.
Blink sank down on his knees and cried. Sad and angry at both Digger and himself.
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And it's so hard to find
To leave the pain behind
When all the things you're lookin' for
Your heart can't seem to find
Digger threw open the door to the Brooklyn Lodging House for Newsies and scanned the main room for Storm. When she noticed Storm wasn't there she ran upstairs.
"Storm, I jist saw yer friend Diggea 'eading 'ere. She's runnin' like somethin' is wrong," said Spot as he turned away from the window to face his girlfriend Storm.
"I wondea what 'appened. Did ya see Blink?," asked Storm as she pulled on her boots.
"No. Dat's what's weird. Blink ain't wid 'er," said Spot, shaking his head slowly. He walked away from the window and grabbed his cane and slingshot.
"Dose two is inseperable...oh no,"gasped Storm as she stood up and headed towards the door. "Da only reason Diggea would be by 'erself and upset is if...dey 'ad a fight and broke up."
By this time, Digger had made it up the stairs in record time and was heading for the door to Spot and Storm's bunkroom. Suddenly the door opened and there stood Storm.
"What's a matter, Diggea? Where's Blink? Did ya 'ave a fight? Did somethin' 'appen ta 'im?," asked Storm brimming with millions of questions.
"Well, we 'ad a fight. Sorta. I left," started Digger as the tears started to fall. Spot left to give them privacy. Storm put her arm around Digger's shoulders and let her cry till all the tears were gone.
"Now tell me what 'appened," said Storm gently as she dried the last of Digger's tears. Digger took a deep, shuddering breath and told Storm the whole story.
"Oh deah," said Storm softly when Digger finished. "Diggea, it's too late now but I want ya ta go talk ta 'im tamorrah. 'E desoives a chance ta explain."
"No! Not aftea what 'e did. 'E's a bastard. 'E should've done something," Digger choked out and then laid down on Storm's bed, exhausted from all the crying and hurrying from Manhattan.
Storm sighed and stood up. She looked at Digger and watched as her friend succombed to a deep sleep. Dis 'as got ta be fixed, thought Storm as she closed the door to Spot's room and went down to talk to Spot.
When she finished telling Spot what happened he stood up with a blank look on his face. A blank look on Spot's face can only mean one thing. Spot was pissed. Beyond pissed. While he may look calm at the moment, Storm knew that he was barely able to keep himself in check.
"Spot, calm down. Gettin' angry won't 'elp a bit. We need ta let dem 'andle it. All we can do is offer dem advice and be as patient as possible," said Storm calmly but hurriedly, hoping Spot wouldn't march off to soak Blink. Spot blinked, then looked at Storm as he sighed and sat back down, gathering Storm in his arms.
"Ya know neither o' us are very patient," he said as he kissed her forehead and sighed again. "But ya are right. Dey need ta 'andle dis demselves."
"Let's 'ope it works out well and da soonea, da bettea. Dis could get real ugly," said Storm. She yawned and gave Spot a goodnight kiss. "Night, Spot. See ya in da mornin'. I 'ope ya don't mind sleepin' in da regula bunkroom wid da rest of da newsies. It's only fer tanight."
Spot nodded and gave her a hug nefore heading to the bunkroom. Storm looked around , making sure no one was there. She sighed with relief and got down on her knees and clasped her hands together. 'Aven't done dis in a while, she thought.
"Dear Papa, it's me, Storm O'Brien. I know I 'aven't talked ta ya in a while but things 'ave been busy. Oh... 'fore I ferget, thanks fer allowin' Spot and I ta be tageddea. Now down ta da mattea at hand. As ya know, Diggea and Blink is 'avin' a problem. Dey love each oddea but dey'se goin' through a 'ard time. 'Elp 'em get through it alright. Dey need each oddea. Well, I got nuttin' left ta say 'cept...Amen," whispered Storm as she knelt on the floor with her eyes closed. She opened them again when she finished and headed toward her seperate bunkroom.
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