A/N: This next chapter is a continuation of the story but in the boy's POV!
Hope you still like the story! R&R! I don't own any of the Newsies but I do
own the boy.
Thank you again for no flames! I can't tell you how much I appreciate it!
Thank you to all of the people who read my story and didn't review too! I know everybody doesn't take the time to review but knowing that you read it is good enough!
ME132- Love ya lots sis! Thanks for reviewing! WE LOVE REVIEWS! They make me feel all warm and toasty like I'm loved only I'm not! Someday when I get around to it I'll write big long reviews for all of your stories and make you think your loved too! YAY Kudos to me!!
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Missa32189- Thank you so much for being a new reviewer and I'm really glad it kept you on your toes! That's what I was aiming for! YAY!
Chapter 3
I woke up and instantly felt the excruciating pain of my body. I could feel my body coated in a healing rain that sent shivers down my spine. I didn't open my eyes right away but let myself prepare to open them and see myself alone as usual. One by one I open my sapphire eyes to see fuzzy vision. Drops of rain assault my eyes and cloud the grey heavens. I'm obviously conscious again but I wish I weren't so I didn't have to feel the pain I was in.
It wasn't worth it to go on in life like this. It also wasn't worth it to die while I'm awake. A slow, painful death that makes you think, I can get out of this if I had a hand! No I don't need one, I can do this by myself and I'll make it. But you don't. You never do without the help of others in these types of situations. Too bad that hand isn't offered cause I'm alone and I'd take it had it been there for me.
I wriggle my body around, trying to ease my pain but it only makes it worse. The burning in my arm and neck are incontrollable. They want to take over! It's once again a struggle for power, just like in... no, don't think about that! It's too painful! The countless bruises and cuts on my back and the back of my arms and legs.
This reminds me of a flicker I've seen called Detective! I'm that innocent one minding my own business and unprepared. The bad guys have caught me to use me to get to the hero.
I shook my head to get my train of thought back. As I gain focus from my daydream, I can make out a pair of chocolate eyes staring into mine. Chocolate eyes like coffee and brownies. They're Jack's eyes! He's here! He didn't leave me! I'm not alone after all! Take my hand Jack! I want it, I want your help! I tried to scream it but a gasping yell only escaped from my dry mouth.
As I lay here looking at him, everything becomes a little clearer! I can see the features of his apprehensive face, his tan flesh over sleek check bones, the worried smile plastered on his features. His deep calming voice soothes me even in my promising pain. Unexpectedly, he turned away to gesture someone to come to him. He watched the slim boy approach and talked to him.
"Get a doctor and tell him to meet us at the Lodging House!" he ordered.
He turned back to me and I gazed deep into his eyes, trying to read his thoughts. My concentration was broken when I heard him talking to me but it was too faint to hear. My eyes kept going in and out of focus and I tried to stay conscious but my eyelids were threatening to shut. He spoke to me again and his words were just soft enough to hear, "Hold on!"
It was like the sad part of the movie, when the innocent eventually kicks the can! He's surrounded by all of his friends and family and they make a big scene about it! This can't be the end for me then cause these ain't me pals or me family! I don't even know them! I ain't gonna die! I'm too strong for that and if nobody here knows it then at least I know it! I gotta listen to Jack, I gotta hold on!
The fire in my neck burns away all the distractions I'm attempting to find in my mind as the never ending stream a blood dribbles to my clothes. The rain is getting stronger and it's starting to melt into the lose dirt to make a soft mud. The blood and mud are mixing with my open wounds that creates a stinging sensation. The tenderness in my exposed arm is overwhelming me. The blade projected from me is cutting deeper into me with each shiver.
The sea of faces around me are filled with concern and sickness. Everyone was on their knees around me, eager to help Jack tend to me. Their vulgar faces make me really ponder at what I look like. I can feel every tingle from each diminutive bruise, the acute pain from my neck, and the tenderness from my arm, in every heartbeat. I can just imagine the way I look and I'm thankful no one's actually told me how bad I really am. But I've always thought of myself as impenetrable so why reconsider it now. I haven't been beaten yet. This is just a little setback!
The boy he had called Race before was on Jack's left, looking just as concerned as Jack was. I felt thankful that even though these boys didn't know me or anything about me, they still cared to help me in my time of need.
"Hold on! The doctor's coming!" he soothed. With each word he spoke, less sound hit my ears until there was none. I couldn't hear anything coming from his mouth; I could only read his pale pink lips.
I stretched my right hand up to my neck to try and stop the acute pain of the open wound. As I rest my hand on the warm blood, I closed my eyes so no one could see the fear deep within them. Someone else's hand suddenly covered my own and was trying to pry it from my neck. For a moment, my hand was held in his before it was laid by my side. I opened my eyes to see Race's hand withdrawing from my own, a weak smile on his face.
Tears approached my cobalt eyes but I didn't let them fall. I've been beaten only a few times before now, when I was very young. Even then, I'd never let those crystal pearls fall to my cheeks. If this is the way I'm gonna go then I can't start crying now. Those Delancey brothers were lucky to find me already beaten before them otherwise I would have kicked their asses all the way outta New York!
I can barely see the faces hovering over me now. On my left and right, there are scattered strange faces. Dark shades are coming over my eyes and I fear I'll never wake up again if they close. All of my thoughts escape me as I stare hopelessly at Jack for the last time before I close me eyes, ready for the deep sleep. Will Jack really be the last thing I see in this cruel world? Will I never get to apologize to--- Will I never get to set the fight straight and explain what really happened?
I lay here; about ta pass out while listening to Jack. Look at Jack trying to make me calm when I'm dying right before him. He saved me when I really did need somebody but I'll never admit that! I'm the fearless leader of the Bro—"
A/N: I'm sorry this is a short chapter but I'm at a little writer's block. We all have them! Sadly! I have to find out exactly what's gonna happen with the story first. Why don't you click that little blue bottom on the bottom of the page that says Go! I'd love a review! I soak them up like chocolate!
Red
Thank you again for no flames! I can't tell you how much I appreciate it!
Thank you to all of the people who read my story and didn't review too! I know everybody doesn't take the time to review but knowing that you read it is good enough!
ME132- Love ya lots sis! Thanks for reviewing! WE LOVE REVIEWS! They make me feel all warm and toasty like I'm loved only I'm not! Someday when I get around to it I'll write big long reviews for all of your stories and make you think your loved too! YAY Kudos to me!!
Liams Kitten- I am getting very angry that you haven't updated yet! PLEASE UPDATE!!!
Shadow Dreamer- I love the chants! And I love to hear update ! Please check back really soon because I'm already typing the 4th chapter!
BlinknSkater- You need to come down off your sugar high and calm down! He he! Thank you for reviewing!
Missa32189- Thank you so much for being a new reviewer and I'm really glad it kept you on your toes! That's what I was aiming for! YAY!
Chapter 3
I woke up and instantly felt the excruciating pain of my body. I could feel my body coated in a healing rain that sent shivers down my spine. I didn't open my eyes right away but let myself prepare to open them and see myself alone as usual. One by one I open my sapphire eyes to see fuzzy vision. Drops of rain assault my eyes and cloud the grey heavens. I'm obviously conscious again but I wish I weren't so I didn't have to feel the pain I was in.
It wasn't worth it to go on in life like this. It also wasn't worth it to die while I'm awake. A slow, painful death that makes you think, I can get out of this if I had a hand! No I don't need one, I can do this by myself and I'll make it. But you don't. You never do without the help of others in these types of situations. Too bad that hand isn't offered cause I'm alone and I'd take it had it been there for me.
I wriggle my body around, trying to ease my pain but it only makes it worse. The burning in my arm and neck are incontrollable. They want to take over! It's once again a struggle for power, just like in... no, don't think about that! It's too painful! The countless bruises and cuts on my back and the back of my arms and legs.
This reminds me of a flicker I've seen called Detective! I'm that innocent one minding my own business and unprepared. The bad guys have caught me to use me to get to the hero.
I shook my head to get my train of thought back. As I gain focus from my daydream, I can make out a pair of chocolate eyes staring into mine. Chocolate eyes like coffee and brownies. They're Jack's eyes! He's here! He didn't leave me! I'm not alone after all! Take my hand Jack! I want it, I want your help! I tried to scream it but a gasping yell only escaped from my dry mouth.
As I lay here looking at him, everything becomes a little clearer! I can see the features of his apprehensive face, his tan flesh over sleek check bones, the worried smile plastered on his features. His deep calming voice soothes me even in my promising pain. Unexpectedly, he turned away to gesture someone to come to him. He watched the slim boy approach and talked to him.
"Get a doctor and tell him to meet us at the Lodging House!" he ordered.
He turned back to me and I gazed deep into his eyes, trying to read his thoughts. My concentration was broken when I heard him talking to me but it was too faint to hear. My eyes kept going in and out of focus and I tried to stay conscious but my eyelids were threatening to shut. He spoke to me again and his words were just soft enough to hear, "Hold on!"
It was like the sad part of the movie, when the innocent eventually kicks the can! He's surrounded by all of his friends and family and they make a big scene about it! This can't be the end for me then cause these ain't me pals or me family! I don't even know them! I ain't gonna die! I'm too strong for that and if nobody here knows it then at least I know it! I gotta listen to Jack, I gotta hold on!
The fire in my neck burns away all the distractions I'm attempting to find in my mind as the never ending stream a blood dribbles to my clothes. The rain is getting stronger and it's starting to melt into the lose dirt to make a soft mud. The blood and mud are mixing with my open wounds that creates a stinging sensation. The tenderness in my exposed arm is overwhelming me. The blade projected from me is cutting deeper into me with each shiver.
The sea of faces around me are filled with concern and sickness. Everyone was on their knees around me, eager to help Jack tend to me. Their vulgar faces make me really ponder at what I look like. I can feel every tingle from each diminutive bruise, the acute pain from my neck, and the tenderness from my arm, in every heartbeat. I can just imagine the way I look and I'm thankful no one's actually told me how bad I really am. But I've always thought of myself as impenetrable so why reconsider it now. I haven't been beaten yet. This is just a little setback!
The boy he had called Race before was on Jack's left, looking just as concerned as Jack was. I felt thankful that even though these boys didn't know me or anything about me, they still cared to help me in my time of need.
"Hold on! The doctor's coming!" he soothed. With each word he spoke, less sound hit my ears until there was none. I couldn't hear anything coming from his mouth; I could only read his pale pink lips.
I stretched my right hand up to my neck to try and stop the acute pain of the open wound. As I rest my hand on the warm blood, I closed my eyes so no one could see the fear deep within them. Someone else's hand suddenly covered my own and was trying to pry it from my neck. For a moment, my hand was held in his before it was laid by my side. I opened my eyes to see Race's hand withdrawing from my own, a weak smile on his face.
Tears approached my cobalt eyes but I didn't let them fall. I've been beaten only a few times before now, when I was very young. Even then, I'd never let those crystal pearls fall to my cheeks. If this is the way I'm gonna go then I can't start crying now. Those Delancey brothers were lucky to find me already beaten before them otherwise I would have kicked their asses all the way outta New York!
I can barely see the faces hovering over me now. On my left and right, there are scattered strange faces. Dark shades are coming over my eyes and I fear I'll never wake up again if they close. All of my thoughts escape me as I stare hopelessly at Jack for the last time before I close me eyes, ready for the deep sleep. Will Jack really be the last thing I see in this cruel world? Will I never get to apologize to--- Will I never get to set the fight straight and explain what really happened?
I lay here; about ta pass out while listening to Jack. Look at Jack trying to make me calm when I'm dying right before him. He saved me when I really did need somebody but I'll never admit that! I'm the fearless leader of the Bro—"
A/N: I'm sorry this is a short chapter but I'm at a little writer's block. We all have them! Sadly! I have to find out exactly what's gonna happen with the story first. Why don't you click that little blue bottom on the bottom of the page that says Go! I'd love a review! I soak them up like chocolate!
Red