Sadly I do not own Newsies, Disney does. Neither do I own San Francisco,
MGM does. But I do own Jessica (Dreamer), Samii, Comet, Drummer, Lizard,
Wrapper, Echo, and Woody.
I dedicate this story to my sister Melissa. 1980-1998, Colt Porter 1988- 2004, And Jordan Van Allen 1990-2004.
Reviews
Southern Spell – thanx for the review I'm really happy you love the story so far. HAPPY, HAPPY, JOY, JOY. HAPPY, HAPPY, JOY, JOY. Sorry 'bout that I had a Ren and Stimpy moment. I get those a lot. Anyways on with the chapter. And I'm supposed to be doing my stupid 4-H project right now but I found this story more important than some stupid project, so be happy you guys are more important than my gay 4-H packet. SLAP HANDS, SLAP HANDS.
Chapter Four
Missing you
The next morning Cub was gonna leave early to join the newsboys in their fight, but he was just so tired, he kept waking up in the middle of the night to make sure Jesse was still in his arms. So he decided to just sleep in for a little bit longer. The next time Cub woke up he noticed it was 4:00pm, he already missed the fight, plus he noticed he was no longer holding Jesse, but when he heard someone coming up the stairs and he suspected it was Jesse.
"Cub come on, ya got ta get dressed, the newsboys are lookin for ya, something's happened."
"What?"
"I think it's better if ya hear from Echo, he's just down stairs."
Cub dressed quickly and ran out the door and down the stairs, 'til he met up with Echo.
"What's happened, what's goin' on Echo?"
"Its Pistol, Spot, I... I'm sorry Spot but he's been murdered. Harlem killed him before he got a chance ta fight back. I'm sorry Spot."
"No, no, this can't be happening. I don't believe it, get out of 'ere ya lyin' bastard. GET OUT!"
Cub ran back up the stairs and slammed Jesse's bedroom door; he then slammed his face onto Jesse's pillow and just laid there and cried. Jesse went down stairs to talk to Echo.
"Who was this Pistol?"
"Our Brooklyn leader and Spot's best friend."
"Oh God, well thank ya for coming over..."
"Jesse, tell Spot that the funeral is at 2:00pm tomorrow if he wants to come."
"I will, thanks again."
Jesse went back upstairs to spend time with a grieving Spot.
"Cub, I'm so sorry, I wish I knew Pistol and I wish I could stop the hoitin', but I just can't, you'll hoit and I feel so bad for not being able to help ya. I mean remember when I lost me sister, Melissa? You were always there for me, trying to find a way to cheer me up, but nothing worked. I still feel a piece of me missin' since the day she died, I'll always feel empty for the rest of my life. I've come to realize no one can take the place of her Cub, I still think of her, and I still cry over her, but I let my life go on, knowing someday later I'll join her. Any ways come on, their havin' a funeral for Pistol tomorrow, you should go, you'll wish you did if you don't."
"I'll only go if ya come wit me."
"Of course I'll come Cub."
"Thanks Jesse."
Cub embraced his friend. What would he do without her, she always kept him in line. He remembered the day her sister died. She was killed in a carriage accident. He felt like all the walls were falling on him when he knew he couldn't make his friend cheer up. That's when he first fell in love with her. He never knew anyone could look so beautiful when mourning over a loved one. Jesse never was the same after the loss, she never spoke to anyone, except Cub, she shut the world out. Melissa was her best friend and they knew each other's secrets. Then after a while, Jesse finally, but slowly let life back in, but there was always one part of her that still has never been the same, it's the part of her that she held her sister in, the part which no one could fill, not even Cub. Cub was upset over Pistol's death, but he didn't think he was taking it as hard as Jesse did with her sister.
Cub spent the night again with Jesse in his arms. She felt so right against him, he could never love anyone as much as he loved Jesse. She was everything he ever dreamed of, he just wished she felt the same way. He soon felt tired and kissed her hair and drifted off to a restless sleep.
The next morning Cub and Jesse got ready for the funeral. It didn't take long for them to get to the cemetery. The place was nicely kept, headstones were kept clean, but the strange thing was that most of the headstones had children's names on them. Cub and Jesse gathered around the group as they went into prayer and memory of their friend and leader.
After prayer, Cub sang his goodbye to Pistol, with a little help from Jesse.
Cub- ' Seems like yesterday we used to rock the show, I laced the track; you locked the flow, So far from hangin' on the block for dough, Notorious, they got to know that, Life ain't always what it seems to be, Words can't express what you mean to me, Even though you're gone, we still a team, Through your family, I'll fulfill your dream, In the future, can't wait to see, If you'll open up the gates for me, Reminisce some time, the night they took my friend, Try to block it out, but it plays again, When it's real, feelings hard to conceal, Can't imagine all the pain I feel, Give anything ta hear half your breath, I know you still living your life, after death,'
Jesse stepped into the song and helped Cub.
Jesse- 'Every step I take, every move I make, Every single day, every time I pray, I'll be missing you, Thinkin' of the day, when you went away, What a life to take, what a bond to break, I'll be missing you,'
Cub- ' It's kinda hard with you not around, Know you're in heaven smilin' down, Watching us while we pray for you, Everyday we pray for you, 'Til the day we meet again, In my heart is where I'll keep you friend, Memories give me the strength I need to proceed, Strength I need to believe, My thoughts Pistol I just can't define, Wish I could turn back the hands of time, Us in the six, shop for slingshots and kicks, You and me takin' flicks, Making hits, stages they receive you on, I still can't believe you're gone, Give anything to hear half your breath, I know you still livin' your life, after death,'
Jesse- 'Every step I take, every move I make, Every single day, every time I pray, I'll be missing you, Thinking of the day, when you went away, What a life to take, what a bond to break, I'll be missing you, Somebody tell me why, On that morning, When this life is over, I know, I'll see your face,'
Newsboys- 'Every night I pray, every step I take, Every move I make, every single day, Every night I pray, every step I take, Spot- everyday that passes, Newsboys- Every move I make, every single day, Spot- Is a day that I get closer, To seeing you again, Newsboys- Every night I pray, every step I take, Every move I make, every single day, Every night I pray, every step I take, Every move I make, every single day, Spot- We miss you Pistol, Newsgirls- 'Every step I take, every move I make, Every single day, every time I pray, I'll be missing you, Thinking of the day, when you went away, What a life to take, what a bond to break, I'll be missing you, Every step I take, Jesse- On that morning, NG- Every move I make, Jesse- When this life is over, NG- Every single day, Jesse- I know I'll see your face, NG- Every time I pray, I'll be missing you, Thinking of the day, Jesse- On that morning, NG- When you went away, Jesse- When this life is over, NG- What a life to take, Jesse – I know I'll see your face, NG- What a bond to break, NG and Jesse- I'll be missing you,
Spot and Jesse put a single red rose on Pistol's grave and walked home, keeping the memory of Pistol alive for the rest of their lives. Knowing Pistol would be looking down on them, smiling.
Songs used- I'll be missing you- P. Diddy, Faith Evans, and 112
And remember to please review, tell me if you like it, hate it, anything. I just love getting reviews. I'll give you a dozen cookies. Thanx.
I dedicate this story to my sister Melissa. 1980-1998, Colt Porter 1988- 2004, And Jordan Van Allen 1990-2004.
Reviews
Southern Spell – thanx for the review I'm really happy you love the story so far. HAPPY, HAPPY, JOY, JOY. HAPPY, HAPPY, JOY, JOY. Sorry 'bout that I had a Ren and Stimpy moment. I get those a lot. Anyways on with the chapter. And I'm supposed to be doing my stupid 4-H project right now but I found this story more important than some stupid project, so be happy you guys are more important than my gay 4-H packet. SLAP HANDS, SLAP HANDS.
Chapter Four
Missing you
The next morning Cub was gonna leave early to join the newsboys in their fight, but he was just so tired, he kept waking up in the middle of the night to make sure Jesse was still in his arms. So he decided to just sleep in for a little bit longer. The next time Cub woke up he noticed it was 4:00pm, he already missed the fight, plus he noticed he was no longer holding Jesse, but when he heard someone coming up the stairs and he suspected it was Jesse.
"Cub come on, ya got ta get dressed, the newsboys are lookin for ya, something's happened."
"What?"
"I think it's better if ya hear from Echo, he's just down stairs."
Cub dressed quickly and ran out the door and down the stairs, 'til he met up with Echo.
"What's happened, what's goin' on Echo?"
"Its Pistol, Spot, I... I'm sorry Spot but he's been murdered. Harlem killed him before he got a chance ta fight back. I'm sorry Spot."
"No, no, this can't be happening. I don't believe it, get out of 'ere ya lyin' bastard. GET OUT!"
Cub ran back up the stairs and slammed Jesse's bedroom door; he then slammed his face onto Jesse's pillow and just laid there and cried. Jesse went down stairs to talk to Echo.
"Who was this Pistol?"
"Our Brooklyn leader and Spot's best friend."
"Oh God, well thank ya for coming over..."
"Jesse, tell Spot that the funeral is at 2:00pm tomorrow if he wants to come."
"I will, thanks again."
Jesse went back upstairs to spend time with a grieving Spot.
"Cub, I'm so sorry, I wish I knew Pistol and I wish I could stop the hoitin', but I just can't, you'll hoit and I feel so bad for not being able to help ya. I mean remember when I lost me sister, Melissa? You were always there for me, trying to find a way to cheer me up, but nothing worked. I still feel a piece of me missin' since the day she died, I'll always feel empty for the rest of my life. I've come to realize no one can take the place of her Cub, I still think of her, and I still cry over her, but I let my life go on, knowing someday later I'll join her. Any ways come on, their havin' a funeral for Pistol tomorrow, you should go, you'll wish you did if you don't."
"I'll only go if ya come wit me."
"Of course I'll come Cub."
"Thanks Jesse."
Cub embraced his friend. What would he do without her, she always kept him in line. He remembered the day her sister died. She was killed in a carriage accident. He felt like all the walls were falling on him when he knew he couldn't make his friend cheer up. That's when he first fell in love with her. He never knew anyone could look so beautiful when mourning over a loved one. Jesse never was the same after the loss, she never spoke to anyone, except Cub, she shut the world out. Melissa was her best friend and they knew each other's secrets. Then after a while, Jesse finally, but slowly let life back in, but there was always one part of her that still has never been the same, it's the part of her that she held her sister in, the part which no one could fill, not even Cub. Cub was upset over Pistol's death, but he didn't think he was taking it as hard as Jesse did with her sister.
Cub spent the night again with Jesse in his arms. She felt so right against him, he could never love anyone as much as he loved Jesse. She was everything he ever dreamed of, he just wished she felt the same way. He soon felt tired and kissed her hair and drifted off to a restless sleep.
The next morning Cub and Jesse got ready for the funeral. It didn't take long for them to get to the cemetery. The place was nicely kept, headstones were kept clean, but the strange thing was that most of the headstones had children's names on them. Cub and Jesse gathered around the group as they went into prayer and memory of their friend and leader.
After prayer, Cub sang his goodbye to Pistol, with a little help from Jesse.
Cub- ' Seems like yesterday we used to rock the show, I laced the track; you locked the flow, So far from hangin' on the block for dough, Notorious, they got to know that, Life ain't always what it seems to be, Words can't express what you mean to me, Even though you're gone, we still a team, Through your family, I'll fulfill your dream, In the future, can't wait to see, If you'll open up the gates for me, Reminisce some time, the night they took my friend, Try to block it out, but it plays again, When it's real, feelings hard to conceal, Can't imagine all the pain I feel, Give anything ta hear half your breath, I know you still living your life, after death,'
Jesse stepped into the song and helped Cub.
Jesse- 'Every step I take, every move I make, Every single day, every time I pray, I'll be missing you, Thinkin' of the day, when you went away, What a life to take, what a bond to break, I'll be missing you,'
Cub- ' It's kinda hard with you not around, Know you're in heaven smilin' down, Watching us while we pray for you, Everyday we pray for you, 'Til the day we meet again, In my heart is where I'll keep you friend, Memories give me the strength I need to proceed, Strength I need to believe, My thoughts Pistol I just can't define, Wish I could turn back the hands of time, Us in the six, shop for slingshots and kicks, You and me takin' flicks, Making hits, stages they receive you on, I still can't believe you're gone, Give anything to hear half your breath, I know you still livin' your life, after death,'
Jesse- 'Every step I take, every move I make, Every single day, every time I pray, I'll be missing you, Thinking of the day, when you went away, What a life to take, what a bond to break, I'll be missing you, Somebody tell me why, On that morning, When this life is over, I know, I'll see your face,'
Newsboys- 'Every night I pray, every step I take, Every move I make, every single day, Every night I pray, every step I take, Spot- everyday that passes, Newsboys- Every move I make, every single day, Spot- Is a day that I get closer, To seeing you again, Newsboys- Every night I pray, every step I take, Every move I make, every single day, Every night I pray, every step I take, Every move I make, every single day, Spot- We miss you Pistol, Newsgirls- 'Every step I take, every move I make, Every single day, every time I pray, I'll be missing you, Thinking of the day, when you went away, What a life to take, what a bond to break, I'll be missing you, Every step I take, Jesse- On that morning, NG- Every move I make, Jesse- When this life is over, NG- Every single day, Jesse- I know I'll see your face, NG- Every time I pray, I'll be missing you, Thinking of the day, Jesse- On that morning, NG- When you went away, Jesse- When this life is over, NG- What a life to take, Jesse – I know I'll see your face, NG- What a bond to break, NG and Jesse- I'll be missing you,
Spot and Jesse put a single red rose on Pistol's grave and walked home, keeping the memory of Pistol alive for the rest of their lives. Knowing Pistol would be looking down on them, smiling.
Songs used- I'll be missing you- P. Diddy, Faith Evans, and 112
And remember to please review, tell me if you like it, hate it, anything. I just love getting reviews. I'll give you a dozen cookies. Thanx.