Chapter 4
Spot didn't wake up the rest of the day, or the night for that
matter, but Zack, Race, and Jack stayed with Spot for the rest of the day.
They knew that when the rest of the newsies returned that they wouldn't be
happy with Spot's sexuality. Things were just like that during these days.
Blink and Skittery both had left. Blink was fuming about how Spot was gay,
but Skittery just left because he needed the money.
At six almost all the newsies had arrived at the Lodging house. They
demanded to see Jack. They were not happy about Spot at all, just as Jack
and Race had anticipated. Zack was shaking for the fear of another attack
on Spot and himself, "Jack, ya can't see dem, dey don't understand. Dey'll
want him out an' he has nowheah to go."
"I need ta tawlk to dem, Zack, maybe dey'll shaddup." Jack ran his
fingers threw his hair. "Dey gotta listen ta me."
"Doesn't mean dey'll do what ya want Jackey boy, ya know when dey're
mad, dey're mad." Race had light up his cigar and look a long drag out of
it. He wanted to be far away as the angry mob as he could. Blink had
probably told the rest of the gang that he had always known about Spot.
They never liked having things kept from them. They might even kick him out
too.
Jack left the room and entered the room of pissed off newsies. Things
were heard as soon as Jack opened the door. Things like "Get dat fag outa
heah!" "Keep 'im away!" "Kick de fairy outa heah!" "Yeah, nevah let the
freak back." "Ya want da pervert heah while we showah?"
Jack got up on one of the stairs and gave the crowd a glare. "Listen,
I'se know ya all are angry 'bout Spot, but ya havta heah me out."
"We want him outa heah!!" Snoddy yelled out.
"Listen, Spot's not gonna do anydin' we'se all known him fa years an'
he ain't evah hit on ya, or looked foah dat matter. He's kept to himself
and has hidden his secret from you. You'se all were concerned when Spot
came in heah last night all beat up and covahed in blood. You'se all asked
who did dat ta him. Brooklyn is ya answer. Brooklyn caught him and Brooklyn
beat da hell outa him and kicked him out. You'se all hae respected him for
who he was, what he's known fa. Not who he likes, he's still da same guy,
but just with one difference."
"He's a fag!" Itey yelled.
"Damn proud of it too." Then the door opened and Spot stood up on
the step next to Jack, followed by Zack and Race. "I hated hiding it, but I
ain't stupid. I'se still da same guy, it's just ya know my secret now. I
don't have Brooklyn ta back me up now, but I'se still can beat anyone of ya
in heah when my shouldah gets better. If ya got a problem with me heah, den
deal wid it or leave."
With that being said Itey, Kid Blink, Snoddy, and Bumlets left. They
would not be seen in the Manhattan Lodging house for two weeks.
The crowd settled back down and Spot went back into the sick room.
Race, Zack and Jack followed. "How much did ya heah?"
"I hiord de whole ding, dey really don't like my secret too much do
dey?" Spot half heartedly smirked. The smirk faded away quickly.
"I dink it was mostly Blink, Bumlets, Snoddy and Itey yelling out."
Jack answered, "It's getting late, we'll tawlk 'bout dis later."
Jack and Race left and went upstairs. "What am I gonna do Zack? If
dey kick me out..."
Zack kissed the top of Spot's head lovingly "Doesn't seem dat dey
will. Ya got a rep dat dey respect."
"Most of that rep is gone. Now all dey see is de woird 'gay.'"
"Don't worry 'bout it, let's get some sleep." Zack kissed Spot on
his lips and went into his own bed.
Spot didn't wake up the rest of the day, or the night for that
matter, but Zack, Race, and Jack stayed with Spot for the rest of the day.
They knew that when the rest of the newsies returned that they wouldn't be
happy with Spot's sexuality. Things were just like that during these days.
Blink and Skittery both had left. Blink was fuming about how Spot was gay,
but Skittery just left because he needed the money.
At six almost all the newsies had arrived at the Lodging house. They
demanded to see Jack. They were not happy about Spot at all, just as Jack
and Race had anticipated. Zack was shaking for the fear of another attack
on Spot and himself, "Jack, ya can't see dem, dey don't understand. Dey'll
want him out an' he has nowheah to go."
"I need ta tawlk to dem, Zack, maybe dey'll shaddup." Jack ran his
fingers threw his hair. "Dey gotta listen ta me."
"Doesn't mean dey'll do what ya want Jackey boy, ya know when dey're
mad, dey're mad." Race had light up his cigar and look a long drag out of
it. He wanted to be far away as the angry mob as he could. Blink had
probably told the rest of the gang that he had always known about Spot.
They never liked having things kept from them. They might even kick him out
too.
Jack left the room and entered the room of pissed off newsies. Things
were heard as soon as Jack opened the door. Things like "Get dat fag outa
heah!" "Keep 'im away!" "Kick de fairy outa heah!" "Yeah, nevah let the
freak back." "Ya want da pervert heah while we showah?"
Jack got up on one of the stairs and gave the crowd a glare. "Listen,
I'se know ya all are angry 'bout Spot, but ya havta heah me out."
"We want him outa heah!!" Snoddy yelled out.
"Listen, Spot's not gonna do anydin' we'se all known him fa years an'
he ain't evah hit on ya, or looked foah dat matter. He's kept to himself
and has hidden his secret from you. You'se all were concerned when Spot
came in heah last night all beat up and covahed in blood. You'se all asked
who did dat ta him. Brooklyn is ya answer. Brooklyn caught him and Brooklyn
beat da hell outa him and kicked him out. You'se all hae respected him for
who he was, what he's known fa. Not who he likes, he's still da same guy,
but just with one difference."
"He's a fag!" Itey yelled.
"Damn proud of it too." Then the door opened and Spot stood up on
the step next to Jack, followed by Zack and Race. "I hated hiding it, but I
ain't stupid. I'se still da same guy, it's just ya know my secret now. I
don't have Brooklyn ta back me up now, but I'se still can beat anyone of ya
in heah when my shouldah gets better. If ya got a problem with me heah, den
deal wid it or leave."
With that being said Itey, Kid Blink, Snoddy, and Bumlets left. They
would not be seen in the Manhattan Lodging house for two weeks.
The crowd settled back down and Spot went back into the sick room.
Race, Zack and Jack followed. "How much did ya heah?"
"I hiord de whole ding, dey really don't like my secret too much do
dey?" Spot half heartedly smirked. The smirk faded away quickly.
"I dink it was mostly Blink, Bumlets, Snoddy and Itey yelling out."
Jack answered, "It's getting late, we'll tawlk 'bout dis later."
Jack and Race left and went upstairs. "What am I gonna do Zack? If
dey kick me out..."
Zack kissed the top of Spot's head lovingly "Doesn't seem dat dey
will. Ya got a rep dat dey respect."
"Most of that rep is gone. Now all dey see is de woird 'gay.'"
"Don't worry 'bout it, let's get some sleep." Zack kissed Spot on
his lips and went into his own bed.