"Is dat why he's acting all proper?"
"Hes always acting like dat when's he soaks someone."
"Youse goin ta Medda's, Ise on my way now."
"Ise walk ya dere den." I looked at Jack thoughtfully, and I nodded. As soon as we were walking down the stoops we hear a voice behind us.
"Youse two leaving witout da leada of the Brooklyn Newsies?" We turned around cause we knew if we didn't then we would be in for it. Spot caught up with us and put his hand around my shoulders while we walked. Jack slowed down and waited for some other newsies and let Spot and I walk by ourselves.
"When's were ya goin ta tell me youse soaked da Delancy's?" I looked at him, into his beautiful blue eyes. How many times am I going to say that?
"Ise don't know, Ise didn't know youse wanted to know."
"Ise told ya not ta soak dem. Dey aint worth it." He looked at me and smiled, I had to smile back, and I couldn't help myself. We stopped in an alley and he started to lean in. He gently caressed my face and put his soft pouty lips on mine. I experienced the most breathless, passionate, most incredible kiss of my life. When we let go of each other, we both smiled and came back out of the alley. When we got at the end we saw half the newsies smiling and clapping. I couldn't help but blush. Spot took my hand and gave all the newsie a glare that meant 'Shut up or I'll soak ya". All the newsies started to walk. We finally got there and walked in. We went right to our regular seats. And instead of me sitting alone, I was sitting with a whole bunch of newsies, I looked around and wondered how many of them would actually consider me a friend? I knew that some of them were sitting with me because Jack told them about me and the bulls. I hated when people were pretending to be friends with me. All of a sudden I felt a hand on my back and I look up (I was sitting in a seat) and there was Medda's secretary with two other guys who looked like the bulls.
"Honey, darling, these men want to talk wit ya for a little bit, is that alright?" I looked around and all the newsies looked worried. Jack stood up and went over to my table. Spots hand gripped my hand tighter like he wasn't going to let me go.
"Yeah, of coise its ok." I gently let go of Spot's hand and walked with Medda and the two gentlemen. When we exited the room and we were in the lobby, I felt two strong arms grab my arms. I saw my father enter from one of the side rooms. He came up to me and he walked like he had a stick up his ass. I smirked and he came up to me, he was about a centimeter from me.
"What are you smiling bout, Samantha!"(I know that's my name but I couldn't think of any other name)
"I was smiling about how you walk, you look like your walking wit something up your ass!" I yelled at him right in his face. I didn't know what to do at that point, so I just said whatever was in my mind. "I neva want ta go home wit ya, ya lousy sonuva bitch, you are a worthless piece of shit. I hate you! I hope you die." I had to catch my breath. I could hear the newsies listening to me on the other side of the door. I could hear one in particular that said, "Man, she's gone crazy, dat mutter fucker dad is goin ta whip hers bad now." My father backed up a step and smacked me in the face. My head hung low for a couple of minutes and looked back up.
"Is that all you got, Pops? Ise sure Grandma could hit mes harda den youse!" He looked at me again with extreme anger. He motioned two men to come over to him. I noticed who they were. It was Oscar and Morris. I couldn't believe it.
"Nice to see ya boys again, ready for my next soakin, I'll make an appointment as soon as this ass lets go." The Delancy's couldn't help but laugh until my father looked at them. Then I heard the door to the stage open up. There stood in front Race, Spot, and Jack, and then the rest of the newsies were behind them. I smiled and then looked back at my father.
"So, youse goin ta hit mes again or what?" Spot looked at me confused and wondering why I was asking to be hit. My father lifted his hand and then I kicked him in the groin. They guys who were holding onto me had their grip tighten. I stepped on one guy's foot and elbowed the other guy. They loosened their grip on me and that's when I punched them both in the back. Then I looked and there was my father and the Delancy's just watching my little fiasco. Morris came up from behind me and I was being circled. I guess the newsies were getting bored when I heard a voice from within the crowd. I was surprised when I saw who it was.
"Leave er alone! Or youse and everyone else goin to have ta deal wit me." I looked ova and it was Mush. I smiled at him.
"And youse going have ta deal wit me too" I saw Blink come out of the crowd. Then all of a sudden Jack, Spot, Race, and the rest of the newsies circled the men that were surrounding me. I knew that there would be no way of making out of there untouched. My father grabbed me and pulled me into him. He took out his knife and put it towards my neck.
"Look at this, Samantha out of words, that's a first, why aint you fightin?" Then he came closer to my ear and I heard him whisper to me, "If you move one inch I will open your neck and let your blood spill, you got it?" He waited for a response.
"Answer me you stupid goil, you don't want your friends watch your death now do you? At that time I had it. I couldn't believe what I got myself into. So I had to say something. "Sure whys not? Wouldn't it be a good example ta not mess wit youse, but den again, Ise sure Medda will sue youse for getting her gorgeous carpet all dirty wit me blood. And then look at youse suit. It looks brand new, youse don't want ta get it dirty. So why don't youse have someone else do it for youse? That way youse won't get into trouble." I could tell that he was still thinking about it. I was still trembling because I could feel the nice cold blade against my skin. "And pops, why don't youse have me die a slow death, don't youse want to see me in pain? Why don't you have some of your guy's beat me up till I'm almost dead and den youse can finish me off!" I knew what he was going to say next, he could never leave a deal like this one. "Alright then," I quickly glanced over at the newsies, they all had their mouths opened because of what I was saying, and I felt tears come to my eyes. I hope I know what I'm doing? "Samantha, since you know the Delancy's so well, why don't they do the honors of beating the shit of you. You want it in public or private? I'll give ya the choice." I looked at him hard, he wanted me to do it in private. "Public," then I looked around, "but one rule." My father looked at me. "Okay what is it?" "None of your guys interfere." I looked over to Spot and he knew exactly what I was thinking. He quickly told some guys around him and they all got ready. "Okay, but your going to wish you never said that." I looked at him like he was some sort of a dumbo. Actually he had the big ears. And he was pretty big, off the subject. My father let go of me and he let the Delancy's come after me. We circled each other for awhile. Spot was watching my every move. Morris took a swing at me but he missed, then I kicked him in the legs while he was turning around. Then while Morris was on the ground I circled Oscar. He came and ran towards me and I pushed him on top of Morris. All of a sudden I hear newsies screaming. They were all around me fighting for me. I saw the newsies push my father and all his friends out of the building. Soon the building was only filled with newsies. As soon as the last of my father's boys left, I could hear the newsies cheer. Without a word to anybody, I went upstairs to find a bathroom. As soon as I came back down all the newsies were staring at me. "What? It was a plan, and it worked." I gave a weak smile and I walked down the rest of the stairs. Race came and walked up to me. "Youse scared me have ta death when youse said that stuff about youse dying. Youse some crazy goil." He gave me a quick hug. After that I walked a little bit more and I was facing Jack, Mush, and Kid Blink came up to me. "Youse are crazy, what the hell were ya trying to pull?" Kid Blink said to me in concern. I decided that there was no words to tell him what I was thinking. So I shrugged and gave him a smile and a hug. Then I turned to Mush, he just smiled. "Youse got balls, goil!" I giggled and then he gave me a hug. Then I turned to Jack. I was getting so sick of having people put their attention on me. Jack gave me his crooked smile. "I wish you wouldn't do that, now please promise me dat youse aint goin ta do dat again?" I knew he meant it. Finally, someone cares. "Ya ya, whatever, Ise can do what's eva makes me happy. Okay what Ise just did, did not make me happy, but youse knows what Ise mean." I smiled at him. And hugged him. By the end of the night I saw every newsie except the one I really wanted to talk to. We all decided to go back to the lodging house. A couple of newsies asked me to walk home with them but i decided to walk alone. While I was walking I was thinking of where Spot could be. As soon as I got to the Lodging House I went straight up the stairs and onto the roof. I quickly decided to sit down and rest my head into my hands. Then someone came out of the corner with a blanket. I felt myself shiver in fear. Then I saw the face and all my worrying went away. "Heya Sweetz, hows youse doin dis lovely night?" Spot came and sat down next to me and we shared a blanket. I smiled at him to show my appreciation. "Ise worried dat youse were going ta get yousself killed. Ise don't tink Ise could watch youse die, but dat was a sneaky plan though." "Thanks, Ise was so scared myself, Ise didn't know if he was actually serious about killing me." I looked up to see the stars. "Youse know they aint goin to give up, Ise scared dat dey hoit someone else besides me. Ise wouldn't wants dat." Spot took me into his arms and I leaned up on him. "Sweetz, youse do know dat Ise try really hard dat no one will hoit youse again, roight?" I looked at him, then back up in the stars. I decided to slowly get up. I sat against the side of the ledge and sighed. "Ise know dat, but da ting is, Ise don't need ta be protected. Ise just wish peoples would except me for whose Ise am. Today, not even half da newsies can consider me as a friend. But dey all stood up for me, Ise don't get it. Ise don't know if Ise should be here anymore, Ise tink Ise goin ta leave da city, dat way Ise know dat dey aint goin ta hoit any of youse." I sat back down next to Spot and looked down into my lap. I don't know what I was staring at. Spot looked at me. He took his hand and gently lifted my chin up so that my eyes were up to his. "Ise don't want yas ta go anywhere's but here, people are starting to warms up to youse. And plus, Ise know dat if youse left den Ise would be sad," I laughed thinking it was a joke. "Ise not kidding Sweetz, Ise mean Samantha." I knew he wasn't kidding because he used my real name. "Don't calls me Samantha again please, dats part of me past, Ise just want ta be called Sweetz." I looked at him and he looked at me. We both smiled. Then he started to lean in again. I decided that I needed some pleasure that night. (after getting threatened, beat up earlier that day, I deserve a break here) So we kissed for 10 minutes until we heard someone clear their throat by the fire escape. It was Race. "Hey you two wants ta play some poka?" We looked at each other. Spot finally answered for the both of us. "In awhile, wese come down when wese done." Race smirked and left. Spot turned to me again and we started to kiss again. Then I pulled away. He looked at me with a questionably look. "What's wrong? Did Ise do sometin wrong?" I looked at him and shook my head. "Ise not like myself, usually Ise go out wit da poirson Ise kiss." He looked at me and I felt uncomfortable for the first time in his presence. "Look Sweetz, Ise was goin ta ast youse out before but den your pops came, but what Ise want ta say is, Sweetz,will youse be me goil?" I smiled and couldn't help but blush. Damn my cheeks. "So....youse goin ta be me goil?" Spot asked again and I decided just to kiss him. We pulled apart. "Dats a yes, roight?" I kissed him again. After a couple more minutes we went back downstairs to play poker with Race. Spot and I sat next to each other and I could tell he was obsessed with winning but that's what I like about him. I beat him a couple of times. When it was time to go to sleep, Spot came over and gave me a goodnight's kiss. Then he smoothed back my hair until I fell asleep. I didn't feel like an outsider anymore. And that's when I stopped having nightmares about me getting beaten up. I knew that I wanted to spend time with Spot and I knew he wouldn't hurt me like my family did. He kept me safe. And all because I met Spot on the Brooklyn Bridge.
Ch. 2 The Haunting Past Returns
"No, I'm not fat, I'm not ugly, stop saying that! Stop!" I was screaming at the top of my lungs in my sleep. A
few Newsies woke up to my voice and walked over to my bed. They all looked at each other
wondering what they should do. "Stop, don't, get off of me." All of a sudden a pair of
hands held me down while another person woke me up. I looked up at the faces
looking down at me. My face was covered with sweat. .I looked out of the windows and noticed it was still dark, and that all the other Newsies were awake.
"Youse ok Sweetz?" Mush asked me. He was the one that had waken me up. I nodded
and looked up at the person who was holding me down.
"Youse ok, youse scared me there." Jack asked and got off my bed. "Youse been having
nightmares ever since you gots here. Youse sure you don't wants to live in Brooklyn wit
Spot?" I knew he was concerned but I didn't want anyone else to worry about me.
"Yeah Ise fine, just don't tell anyone bout dis, ok?" I looked at all the Newsies. I
could still make out their faces. There was Blink, Race, Jack, and Mush. They all
nodded. As they were all going back to their beds I picked up my blanket and walked over
to the window and up the fire escape. I sat down on the cold ground and looked up. What's
happening to me? Why am I acting like this? I put my head into my hands and started to
cry. I knew exactly what was happening to me. Ever since I've been going out with Spot,
I've been so worried about my weight. Every night I ask myself 'Why is he going out with
me? I'm not skinny.' And then I blame it on my family for being so mean to me. My parents hated me. My father would always use me for his punching bad and then I would always have to listen to my mother bitching about me about my weight. My two sisters and brothers would always try and get sticks and hit me with them while I try to sleep and then my brother would always kick me after my dad was done. I looked down at what I was wearing. I was wearing shorts and my
favorite blue shirt. I could see my blonde hair covering my shoulders. I was so
disgusted in how I looked. I knew that I was the only girl newsie who was overweight. I
needed to find a way to loose weight so I know for a fact that Spot won't break up with me.
"Answer me you stupid goil, you don't want your friends watch your death now do you? At that time I had it. I couldn't believe what I got myself into. So I had to say something. "Sure whys not? Wouldn't it be a good example ta not mess wit youse, but den again, Ise sure Medda will sue youse for getting her gorgeous carpet all dirty wit me blood. And then look at youse suit. It looks brand new, youse don't want ta get it dirty. So why don't youse have someone else do it for youse? That way youse won't get into trouble." I could tell that he was still thinking about it. I was still trembling because I could feel the nice cold blade against my skin. "And pops, why don't youse have me die a slow death, don't youse want to see me in pain? Why don't you have some of your guy's beat me up till I'm almost dead and den youse can finish me off!" I knew what he was going to say next, he could never leave a deal like this one. "Alright then," I quickly glanced over at the newsies, they all had their mouths opened because of what I was saying, and I felt tears come to my eyes. I hope I know what I'm doing? "Samantha, since you know the Delancy's so well, why don't they do the honors of beating the shit of you. You want it in public or private? I'll give ya the choice." I looked at him hard, he wanted me to do it in private. "Public," then I looked around, "but one rule." My father looked at me. "Okay what is it?" "None of your guys interfere." I looked over to Spot and he knew exactly what I was thinking. He quickly told some guys around him and they all got ready. "Okay, but your going to wish you never said that." I looked at him like he was some sort of a dumbo. Actually he had the big ears. And he was pretty big, off the subject. My father let go of me and he let the Delancy's come after me. We circled each other for awhile. Spot was watching my every move. Morris took a swing at me but he missed, then I kicked him in the legs while he was turning around. Then while Morris was on the ground I circled Oscar. He came and ran towards me and I pushed him on top of Morris. All of a sudden I hear newsies screaming. They were all around me fighting for me. I saw the newsies push my father and all his friends out of the building. Soon the building was only filled with newsies. As soon as the last of my father's boys left, I could hear the newsies cheer. Without a word to anybody, I went upstairs to find a bathroom. As soon as I came back down all the newsies were staring at me. "What? It was a plan, and it worked." I gave a weak smile and I walked down the rest of the stairs. Race came and walked up to me. "Youse scared me have ta death when youse said that stuff about youse dying. Youse some crazy goil." He gave me a quick hug. After that I walked a little bit more and I was facing Jack, Mush, and Kid Blink came up to me. "Youse are crazy, what the hell were ya trying to pull?" Kid Blink said to me in concern. I decided that there was no words to tell him what I was thinking. So I shrugged and gave him a smile and a hug. Then I turned to Mush, he just smiled. "Youse got balls, goil!" I giggled and then he gave me a hug. Then I turned to Jack. I was getting so sick of having people put their attention on me. Jack gave me his crooked smile. "I wish you wouldn't do that, now please promise me dat youse aint goin ta do dat again?" I knew he meant it. Finally, someone cares. "Ya ya, whatever, Ise can do what's eva makes me happy. Okay what Ise just did, did not make me happy, but youse knows what Ise mean." I smiled at him. And hugged him. By the end of the night I saw every newsie except the one I really wanted to talk to. We all decided to go back to the lodging house. A couple of newsies asked me to walk home with them but i decided to walk alone. While I was walking I was thinking of where Spot could be. As soon as I got to the Lodging House I went straight up the stairs and onto the roof. I quickly decided to sit down and rest my head into my hands. Then someone came out of the corner with a blanket. I felt myself shiver in fear. Then I saw the face and all my worrying went away. "Heya Sweetz, hows youse doin dis lovely night?" Spot came and sat down next to me and we shared a blanket. I smiled at him to show my appreciation. "Ise worried dat youse were going ta get yousself killed. Ise don't tink Ise could watch youse die, but dat was a sneaky plan though." "Thanks, Ise was so scared myself, Ise didn't know if he was actually serious about killing me." I looked up to see the stars. "Youse know they aint goin to give up, Ise scared dat dey hoit someone else besides me. Ise wouldn't wants dat." Spot took me into his arms and I leaned up on him. "Sweetz, youse do know dat Ise try really hard dat no one will hoit youse again, roight?" I looked at him, then back up in the stars. I decided to slowly get up. I sat against the side of the ledge and sighed. "Ise know dat, but da ting is, Ise don't need ta be protected. Ise just wish peoples would except me for whose Ise am. Today, not even half da newsies can consider me as a friend. But dey all stood up for me, Ise don't get it. Ise don't know if Ise should be here anymore, Ise tink Ise goin ta leave da city, dat way Ise know dat dey aint goin ta hoit any of youse." I sat back down next to Spot and looked down into my lap. I don't know what I was staring at. Spot looked at me. He took his hand and gently lifted my chin up so that my eyes were up to his. "Ise don't want yas ta go anywhere's but here, people are starting to warms up to youse. And plus, Ise know dat if youse left den Ise would be sad," I laughed thinking it was a joke. "Ise not kidding Sweetz, Ise mean Samantha." I knew he wasn't kidding because he used my real name. "Don't calls me Samantha again please, dats part of me past, Ise just want ta be called Sweetz." I looked at him and he looked at me. We both smiled. Then he started to lean in again. I decided that I needed some pleasure that night. (after getting threatened, beat up earlier that day, I deserve a break here) So we kissed for 10 minutes until we heard someone clear their throat by the fire escape. It was Race. "Hey you two wants ta play some poka?" We looked at each other. Spot finally answered for the both of us. "In awhile, wese come down when wese done." Race smirked and left. Spot turned to me again and we started to kiss again. Then I pulled away. He looked at me with a questionably look. "What's wrong? Did Ise do sometin wrong?" I looked at him and shook my head. "Ise not like myself, usually Ise go out wit da poirson Ise kiss." He looked at me and I felt uncomfortable for the first time in his presence. "Look Sweetz, Ise was goin ta ast youse out before but den your pops came, but what Ise want ta say is, Sweetz,will youse be me goil?" I smiled and couldn't help but blush. Damn my cheeks. "So....youse goin ta be me goil?" Spot asked again and I decided just to kiss him. We pulled apart. "Dats a yes, roight?" I kissed him again. After a couple more minutes we went back downstairs to play poker with Race. Spot and I sat next to each other and I could tell he was obsessed with winning but that's what I like about him. I beat him a couple of times. When it was time to go to sleep, Spot came over and gave me a goodnight's kiss. Then he smoothed back my hair until I fell asleep. I didn't feel like an outsider anymore. And that's when I stopped having nightmares about me getting beaten up. I knew that I wanted to spend time with Spot and I knew he wouldn't hurt me like my family did. He kept me safe. And all because I met Spot on the Brooklyn Bridge.
Ch. 2 The Haunting Past Returns
"No, I'm not fat, I'm not ugly, stop saying that! Stop!" I was screaming at the top of my lungs in my sleep. A
few Newsies woke up to my voice and walked over to my bed. They all looked at each other
wondering what they should do. "Stop, don't, get off of me." All of a sudden a pair of
hands held me down while another person woke me up. I looked up at the faces
looking down at me. My face was covered with sweat. .I looked out of the windows and noticed it was still dark, and that all the other Newsies were awake.
"Youse ok Sweetz?" Mush asked me. He was the one that had waken me up. I nodded
and looked up at the person who was holding me down.
"Youse ok, youse scared me there." Jack asked and got off my bed. "Youse been having
nightmares ever since you gots here. Youse sure you don't wants to live in Brooklyn wit
Spot?" I knew he was concerned but I didn't want anyone else to worry about me.
"Yeah Ise fine, just don't tell anyone bout dis, ok?" I looked at all the Newsies. I
could still make out their faces. There was Blink, Race, Jack, and Mush. They all
nodded. As they were all going back to their beds I picked up my blanket and walked over
to the window and up the fire escape. I sat down on the cold ground and looked up. What's
happening to me? Why am I acting like this? I put my head into my hands and started to
cry. I knew exactly what was happening to me. Ever since I've been going out with Spot,
I've been so worried about my weight. Every night I ask myself 'Why is he going out with
me? I'm not skinny.' And then I blame it on my family for being so mean to me. My parents hated me. My father would always use me for his punching bad and then I would always have to listen to my mother bitching about me about my weight. My two sisters and brothers would always try and get sticks and hit me with them while I try to sleep and then my brother would always kick me after my dad was done. I looked down at what I was wearing. I was wearing shorts and my
favorite blue shirt. I could see my blonde hair covering my shoulders. I was so
disgusted in how I looked. I knew that I was the only girl newsie who was overweight. I
needed to find a way to loose weight so I know for a fact that Spot won't break up with me.