Disclaimer: I do not own NEWSIES or any character in that movie. All
characters you don't recognize from the movie are mine and so is the plot.
A/N: I'm sorry that I haven't updated but I had my story typed up on my old computer that crashed. I finally got my own computer and my muse has finally decided that it would go back to this point of the story and retell it lol. Sorry again.
Chapter 11
***MIDTOWN***
Lindsay woke up and saw the sun much higher than it should have been. "Shit" she said while jumping out of bed. She looked around at the sleeping newsies and started screaming. "Get yer lazy asses up or ya not gonna get any money taday!" She looked around as a few newsies stirred and saw Cards was missing. Grabbing her newsie hat and rushing around to bunks she woke up many of the other newsies. She ran to Cards' empty bunk and looked for a clue. Not finding one she went back to her bunk where she found a previously overlooked piece of paper. Picking it up she read:
Lindsay,
I had to leave. I had to get away from my past again. Tell
everyone that I will be fine. That they should just forget about me.
They will all be better off without my problems. Tell Race that I'm
sorry to leave him like this and that I really do like him and wish I
didn't have to leave. Tell Ali that she is going to be fine and that I
did all I could for her. Please take care of her I promised Race I
would. Tell Spot not to look for me. He saved me once but he won't be
able to again. I know he's stubborn but don't give into him. I could
never live with myself if anything happened to him because he came
after me. I will be out of New York by the time you read this so there
really is no reason to worry. Lead my newsies well Lindsay, or should
I say, lead your newsies well. Goodbye and do not worry about me. Soon
I will be just a small memory of someone that everyone once knew.
Cards
Lindsay stared at the paper she held in her hands and collapsed onto the bed. The other newsies hurried out of the room not noticing the tears pouring silently down Lindsay's face. She quickly folded the paper and shoved it into her pocket as she stood up. 'The hell I'm just gonna forget about her,' she thought as she ran from the room.
Quickly she ran through Midtown not exactly knowing where she was going but knowing that she will get to where she needed to go. Soon she came to the Brooklyn Bridge and ran across hoping to find Spot at the docks. With the little luck she had left she found him sitting on his perch watching over his newsies with his arm around Angel. 'He sure doesn't look like he needs anymore trouble' she thought as she saw a bruise forming on his lower cheek. 'But Cards needs him' she thought as she ran over to him.
She stopped just below him to catch her breath. He easily jumped down to face her and Angel climbed down.
"Ya alright Linds?" Angel said with some concern.
"It's Cards." pausing for a breath then straightening up as her breath came easier. She looked up into Spot's eyes. "She's gone."
Concern and then anger flashed through Spot's eyes. "Waddya mean she's gone"
She took out the letter and handed it to him. His anger grew as she watched him cautiously. Unconsciously she took a step back from him.
"She left sometime aftah she fixed up Ali from her run in with da Delancy bruddahs and dis mornin."
Spot looked at Angel and then at Lindsay. Saying through gritted teeth "We'se goin ta Manhattan..." he quickly turned and started toward the bridge. Neither girl moved. He turned around. "NOW!" Both girls looked at each other and knew better than to anger Spot anymore than he already was and quickly ran after him.
***MANHATTAN***
Race was pacing the floor in the bunkroom. If you don't stop we're gonna need a new rug. Race smiled as he remembered last night but his smile faded as he heard the door slam open with a voice yelling at him.
"WAT DA HELL DID YA DO TA HER! I'LL KILL YA WIT ME OWN HANDS."
Race backed away from a murderous Spot. He didn't speak knowing that would only result is a worse soaking.
Lindsay came running through the door followed by Angel.
"SPOT CONLON CALM YER ASS DOWN!" Lindsay yelled.
Spot turned around in shock hearing Lindsay raise her voice.
Lindsay continued in a quieter volume "Didn't you pay attention to da lettah? HE didn't do anything." She said pointing to Race. "Somethin from her past made her leave."
Race looked at Lindsay "Made who leave?" a bad feeling growing in his stomach.
Lindsay looked sadly at Race. Spot threw him the note "Cards is gone."
They watched as the anger in Spot's face overcame him and he slammed his fist into the nearest wall. Angel, Race and Lindsay all winced at the violence Spot was showing. "DAMMIT" he yelled as he sat angrily on a bunk not caring that his knuckles were bleeding and throbbing with pain.
A/N: I'm sorry that I haven't updated but I had my story typed up on my old computer that crashed. I finally got my own computer and my muse has finally decided that it would go back to this point of the story and retell it lol. Sorry again.
Chapter 11
***MIDTOWN***
Lindsay woke up and saw the sun much higher than it should have been. "Shit" she said while jumping out of bed. She looked around at the sleeping newsies and started screaming. "Get yer lazy asses up or ya not gonna get any money taday!" She looked around as a few newsies stirred and saw Cards was missing. Grabbing her newsie hat and rushing around to bunks she woke up many of the other newsies. She ran to Cards' empty bunk and looked for a clue. Not finding one she went back to her bunk where she found a previously overlooked piece of paper. Picking it up she read:
Lindsay,
I had to leave. I had to get away from my past again. Tell
everyone that I will be fine. That they should just forget about me.
They will all be better off without my problems. Tell Race that I'm
sorry to leave him like this and that I really do like him and wish I
didn't have to leave. Tell Ali that she is going to be fine and that I
did all I could for her. Please take care of her I promised Race I
would. Tell Spot not to look for me. He saved me once but he won't be
able to again. I know he's stubborn but don't give into him. I could
never live with myself if anything happened to him because he came
after me. I will be out of New York by the time you read this so there
really is no reason to worry. Lead my newsies well Lindsay, or should
I say, lead your newsies well. Goodbye and do not worry about me. Soon
I will be just a small memory of someone that everyone once knew.
Cards
Lindsay stared at the paper she held in her hands and collapsed onto the bed. The other newsies hurried out of the room not noticing the tears pouring silently down Lindsay's face. She quickly folded the paper and shoved it into her pocket as she stood up. 'The hell I'm just gonna forget about her,' she thought as she ran from the room.
Quickly she ran through Midtown not exactly knowing where she was going but knowing that she will get to where she needed to go. Soon she came to the Brooklyn Bridge and ran across hoping to find Spot at the docks. With the little luck she had left she found him sitting on his perch watching over his newsies with his arm around Angel. 'He sure doesn't look like he needs anymore trouble' she thought as she saw a bruise forming on his lower cheek. 'But Cards needs him' she thought as she ran over to him.
She stopped just below him to catch her breath. He easily jumped down to face her and Angel climbed down.
"Ya alright Linds?" Angel said with some concern.
"It's Cards." pausing for a breath then straightening up as her breath came easier. She looked up into Spot's eyes. "She's gone."
Concern and then anger flashed through Spot's eyes. "Waddya mean she's gone"
She took out the letter and handed it to him. His anger grew as she watched him cautiously. Unconsciously she took a step back from him.
"She left sometime aftah she fixed up Ali from her run in with da Delancy bruddahs and dis mornin."
Spot looked at Angel and then at Lindsay. Saying through gritted teeth "We'se goin ta Manhattan..." he quickly turned and started toward the bridge. Neither girl moved. He turned around. "NOW!" Both girls looked at each other and knew better than to anger Spot anymore than he already was and quickly ran after him.
***MANHATTAN***
Race was pacing the floor in the bunkroom. If you don't stop we're gonna need a new rug. Race smiled as he remembered last night but his smile faded as he heard the door slam open with a voice yelling at him.
"WAT DA HELL DID YA DO TA HER! I'LL KILL YA WIT ME OWN HANDS."
Race backed away from a murderous Spot. He didn't speak knowing that would only result is a worse soaking.
Lindsay came running through the door followed by Angel.
"SPOT CONLON CALM YER ASS DOWN!" Lindsay yelled.
Spot turned around in shock hearing Lindsay raise her voice.
Lindsay continued in a quieter volume "Didn't you pay attention to da lettah? HE didn't do anything." She said pointing to Race. "Somethin from her past made her leave."
Race looked at Lindsay "Made who leave?" a bad feeling growing in his stomach.
Lindsay looked sadly at Race. Spot threw him the note "Cards is gone."
They watched as the anger in Spot's face overcame him and he slammed his fist into the nearest wall. Angel, Race and Lindsay all winced at the violence Spot was showing. "DAMMIT" he yelled as he sat angrily on a bunk not caring that his knuckles were bleeding and throbbing with pain.