Disclaimer-Can I please not put these anymore? I do not own the Newsies.
A/N-Oh my god guys, I don't know how often I'll be updating now. I'm
totally head over heels in love. Sorry.
As soon as I put Cobalt on the bed her arms wrapped around my neck. "Don't leave Cal. I don't want to be alone."
I sat down next to her. "What's wrong?"
"I love you too...but I love Spot...I don't know what to do. I'm so confused."
"Spot doesn't love you. He wants to use you like the rest of the girls."
"No...I don't think you're right."
"I am."
"Cal...don't say things you don't mean."
"I do mean it! Cobalt, why don't you believe me?"
"Because you never came back!"
"He wouldn't let me!"
"You lie!"
"Fine! You don't want me, I'll go! Have fun but when he fucks and you and leaves don't come crying to me!"
Cobalt turned away from me as I walked out the door. This isn't fair! I can't believe this! Why is it happening to me?
I ran down the street and stopped in front of a brothel. I looked at it. So many times had Spot and I gone in their to spend extra money. I was tempted to walk in and buy a whore just to spite Christelle but I couldn't do it. I turned around and walked back to Manhattan.
Race met me on the way. "Storm? I thought Spot let ya back in taday? Are ya okay?"
"No I'm not! He took her! That fucking bastard! I'll fucking rip him to pieces!"
Race jumped. "Calahan! Ya can't touch Spot an' ya know it!"
"I don't care! I'll kill him! I will kill Spot Conlon!"
Race grabbed my arm. "If ya go aftah Spot ya gonna get killed! He's a bad-ass an' ya know it!"
I stopped in front of Tibby's. "He stole my girlfriend for the last time! He lied to her! He told her I didn't love her anymore! He said he loved her, not me! Tell me you wouldn't kill him?"
"I wouldn't kill him."
"Shut up Racetrack!"
Jack had seen us from inside and opened the door. "Are ya two gonna come inside or just stand dere lookin' daggers? Storm, why ain't ya in Brooklyn?"
"Because the bastard stole my girlfriend!"
Jack walked outside and shut the door. "Listen ta me! Ya can't go aftah Conlon alone. I'll go with ya if ya wanna take him down."
I looked in the window. Blade sat with Mush and Kid Blink. I couldn't put Blade through that. He had been nothing but a help to me. I couldn't force him to face his brother like this. Spot would know why I attacked him.
"Calahan?"
"What? Oh...no. I can't do that to Blade. Let's just go inside and talk."
Jack opened the door and we walked in. I sat down with Blade. "Hey Blade."
He looked up. "Ya not forgiven by Mr. High n' Mighty I take it? I would help if I could."
"I know you would. I don't want him taking it out on you either though."
Blade leaned forward. "I can keep an eye on da goil though. Kinda like a spy?"
I smiled. "Sounds...devious." I grabbed his arm and pulled him outside. "Shall we talk?"
As soon as I put Cobalt on the bed her arms wrapped around my neck. "Don't leave Cal. I don't want to be alone."
I sat down next to her. "What's wrong?"
"I love you too...but I love Spot...I don't know what to do. I'm so confused."
"Spot doesn't love you. He wants to use you like the rest of the girls."
"No...I don't think you're right."
"I am."
"Cal...don't say things you don't mean."
"I do mean it! Cobalt, why don't you believe me?"
"Because you never came back!"
"He wouldn't let me!"
"You lie!"
"Fine! You don't want me, I'll go! Have fun but when he fucks and you and leaves don't come crying to me!"
Cobalt turned away from me as I walked out the door. This isn't fair! I can't believe this! Why is it happening to me?
I ran down the street and stopped in front of a brothel. I looked at it. So many times had Spot and I gone in their to spend extra money. I was tempted to walk in and buy a whore just to spite Christelle but I couldn't do it. I turned around and walked back to Manhattan.
Race met me on the way. "Storm? I thought Spot let ya back in taday? Are ya okay?"
"No I'm not! He took her! That fucking bastard! I'll fucking rip him to pieces!"
Race jumped. "Calahan! Ya can't touch Spot an' ya know it!"
"I don't care! I'll kill him! I will kill Spot Conlon!"
Race grabbed my arm. "If ya go aftah Spot ya gonna get killed! He's a bad-ass an' ya know it!"
I stopped in front of Tibby's. "He stole my girlfriend for the last time! He lied to her! He told her I didn't love her anymore! He said he loved her, not me! Tell me you wouldn't kill him?"
"I wouldn't kill him."
"Shut up Racetrack!"
Jack had seen us from inside and opened the door. "Are ya two gonna come inside or just stand dere lookin' daggers? Storm, why ain't ya in Brooklyn?"
"Because the bastard stole my girlfriend!"
Jack walked outside and shut the door. "Listen ta me! Ya can't go aftah Conlon alone. I'll go with ya if ya wanna take him down."
I looked in the window. Blade sat with Mush and Kid Blink. I couldn't put Blade through that. He had been nothing but a help to me. I couldn't force him to face his brother like this. Spot would know why I attacked him.
"Calahan?"
"What? Oh...no. I can't do that to Blade. Let's just go inside and talk."
Jack opened the door and we walked in. I sat down with Blade. "Hey Blade."
He looked up. "Ya not forgiven by Mr. High n' Mighty I take it? I would help if I could."
"I know you would. I don't want him taking it out on you either though."
Blade leaned forward. "I can keep an eye on da goil though. Kinda like a spy?"
I smiled. "Sounds...devious." I grabbed his arm and pulled him outside. "Shall we talk?"