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Disclaimer: I do not, I repeat DO NOT own Newsies. Disney owns Newsies, I do not own Disney either. I do not own Bumlets, he is owned by Disney, Dominic Lucero and Dom's family. I do not own Snitch, he is owned by Disney and Dee Caspary. I do not own Blink, Mush, Racetrack, etc. The only person I do own would be Liz/Ace, she is owned by me (as I already said). So, yeah, Liz belongs to SnitchsLins/Trigger/Lindsey, what have you.
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WARNING: Major foul language, I am not a potty mouth, but my characters are. I give them permission to use such foul and dirty words. You have been warned. If you have virgin ears, turn away, if you don't, you are warned.
Chapter 4: Lost in the Darkness
Liz ran from the LH as fast as she could. She ran past alleyway by alleyway, running deeper into the darkness. She ran so far, she didn't know where she was. Frankly, she didn't care where she was, she could be in Brooklyn and she wouldn't care. Brooklyn wasn't the safest place for a girl to go by herself, but Liz didn't care. She just wanted to be left alone. She wanted the world to turn their back to her and leave her alone. She held herself up by her arm on a big wooden box in an alleyway.
She panted for breath as she whispered to herself. "How could 'e do dat?" She whispered. She closed her eyes tightly and clenched her unused fist.
"Liz?" An infamous voice said in the darkness. She gasped and stood up as straight as a popsicle. Her eyes popped open as she held her breath. Both of her fists were clenched now. She wondered and feared who called her name. "Is dat you?" The voice said once again. Her whispers of pity on herself soon turned into whispers of 'oh God, oh God, oh God'. She knew the voice, that voice was ever so familiar. She heard that voice everyday, she feared that voice. *Oh God! Oh God no! Please no!* She thought and prayed. Footsteps. He was walking closer to her ever so slowly. She stood motionless, it was if she had frozen into stone.
*Oh God, please no! Don't let him hurt me please! Look what you did, you stupid idiot! God, you're so stupid* She thought. She trembled and quivered with fear as a hand grabbed her shoulder and turned her around. Her mouth dropped as she stared into the face of her worst fear. She was staring into the face of Oscar Delancy. *God please no! No! Please no!* Her worst nightmare was coming true. She was alone, in a dark alleyway, face to face with Oscar. She finally got the courage to move. She slowly inched backwards away from him. She was shaking so much even he noticed how scared she was.
"It's okay. I ain't gonna hoit ya." Oscar said as he walked slowly towards her.
She walked backwards even faster, but never taking her eyes off of Oscar's face. The more she moved the bigger steps Oscar took towards her. "Okay, I ain't gonna move no more." Her voice shook as she stopped moving. Oscar kept walking, not paying attention to what she said. "Ya don' gotta go any closer." She pleaded. He paid no attention. He was about a foot away from her when she said "don' go any closer, please!" She begged. He still didn't listen. He got so close to her that she could feel his breath on her forehead as he looked down at her.
He put his hand on her shoulder without saying a word. She was shaking so badly as she slowly turned her head to look at his hand. His eyes never left her face. He took his other hand and cupped her chin, moving her head so that she was staring straight at him. Her mouth trembled as she silently muttered the undistinguishable word 'oh'. She was, yet again, frozen, staring straight into his eyes. She couldn't speak nor move. His hand went from her chin to her cheek. "It's okay. I ain't gonna hoit ya, Liz." He assured her, trying to calm her down. Nothing. "Liz?" He said.
"I don't want no trouble, Oscar." Liz pleaded weakly as she brushed his hand off her shoulder and cheek. "I jist wanted tah take a walk an' I didn't know where I was goin'." She explained. "Please, Oscar, don' hoit me." She begged as she started to cry. She knew the kind of danger she was in. She was powerless against him, he could do what ever he wanted and there was nothing she could do about it. She did, however, have a knife in her pocket that she could use to protect herself, but she was more afraid to use it than anything else.
Oscar shook his head and quietly muttered 'shh'. She stopped talking and just stared into the face of fear itself. But, something was different about him. She noticed something she never noticed before in all of the 7 years he had tortured her. His eyes weren't the dark, stone cold, crazed eyes that they had been that very morning; instead they were gentle and soft, almost like Snitch's eyes had looked before Jack and Skittery screwed him up. "Liz, I ain't gonna hoit'cha. I promise." Oscar said softly. "Liz, what's wrong?" Oscar asked gently.
Liz swallowed and whispered "ya won't understand." Trying to give him the hint that she wasn't and didn't want to talk to him about it.
"If ya tell me, maybe I would." He answered back, not getting the hint.
"Look, it's a long story an' it's late." She pulled out the watch that she kept in her pocket. The time was 1 A.M. "Uhh, I think I should go." She said as she tried to walk past him. He grabbed her arm and gently pushed her backwards.
"If ya ain't gonna talk tah me, I wanna talk tah you." He said as he started to drag her through the street. He had no expression when he said that, as he usually did. He usually smirked when he said stuff like that. But, he was serious and he looked like he, indeed, wasn't out to hurt her.
"No! Oscar please no!" Liz cried as she tried to resist his pull by keeping her feet steadily on the ground. He still dragged her. She started to cry once more as she yelled for help.
"You're alright! Calm down!" He told her. She continued to cry and scream for help. He wrapped his arm around her waist and picked her up while he covered her mouth with his other hand. She kicked him and hit him as hard as she could trying to get him to let her go. "I ain't gonna hoit ya, Liz! I jist wanna talk tah ya! Okay, jist talk!" He said as put her back on the ground and pushed her over to some wooden boxes against the wall. "Sit down." He told her as he pointed to the boxes. She pushed him away from her as soon as he let her go. She obeyed and sat down.
"Oscar, don'.."
"I'm not gonna hoit ya! How many times do I gotta say dat?" Oscar said. Silence followed, for a few moments, though to Liz it felt like a few lifetimes.
"So, what do ya wanna tell me?" She asked, hoping to get this nightmare over with.
Oscar licked his lips and put his fingers through his hair. "I ain't who ya think I am, Liz." He paused trying to figure out a way to tell her what he wanted so she'll believe him. "I don't mean tah hoit ya, all da time. It's all Morris' idea, always his idea. I didn't know what I was doin'."
"Dat's bullshit, Oscar! You knew exactly what ya were doin'." She said as she stood up.
Oscar jumped up and towered over her. "Liz, jist sit down and shut the fuck up!" He shouted at her as he pushed her down. She glared at him, but obeyed. "Jist listen tah me, alright. I gotta tell ya dis, now, cause I'm nevah gonna be able tah say it again." He paused. "I've wanted tah tell ya dis a long time ago, but ya were always around dat, what's his name? Snitch? Ya were always around him, I nevah got a chance tah tell ya dis." Liz rolled her eyes. "What I'm tryin' tah say is, dat I don' mean anythin' I do tah ya."
"Den why do ya do it?"
"I do it, cause dat is what everyone thinks and wants me tah do. Everyone thinks dat I'm dis mean guy an' I'm not."
"Ya know, I ain't buyin' any of dis bullshit, Oscar." Liz said rudely.
"It ain't bullshit, Liz! It ain't, I'm tellin' ya da truth." Oscar explained.
"No you're not! I ain't da smartest Newsie, but I ain't dumb! Ya really think dat I'm gonna believe you of all people? Dat's like Snydah sayin' dat he nevah meant tah steal our money, it's jist what everyone wanted and thought he should do. Dat's pure bullshit!"
"It ain't! I'm tellin' ya da truth. Jist listen tah me, okay! Jist listen to what I want tah tell ya." Oscar pleaded.
"I thought dat was what ya wanted tah tell me?" Liz asked.
"It ain't."
"Den tell me!" Liz yelled at him.
"Alright, but give me a minute, 'cause it's kinda hard tah say dis." He said as he paused again. "I nevah meant tah hoit you! Yeah, I meant tah hoit your friends, to be honest I want tah beat da shit outtah all of 'em. But, not you! Ya don't know Morris like I do. He's my older brothah an' I'll get da shit beat outtah me if I don' do what he says. Ya know? He is da one who started me on dis. He's da one dat started me on you. You are jist so easy tah beat up in his mind an' he makes me do it.."
"If dat ain't further from da truth, I don't know what is!" Liz interrupted.
"But, dat ain't what I wanted tah tell ya. I wanted tah tell ya dat, I have dis thing forah ya." He looked down at his hands. "I don' want ya to fear me an' hate me no more, because da truth is, I don't hate ya. I nevah hated ya, actually it was da exact opposite. I nevah will hate ya, I jist don' want ya to fear me anymore. I don't want ya tah be afraid'a me no more. 'Cause Liz." He closed his eyes tightly, regretting what he was going to say. "Liz, I think you're really a nice person an' I really like ya. In fact, I lo."
"Jist stop! You must think I'm really stupid. Dat's the biggest load of bull-fuckin'-ass-shit dat I've evah hoid in my life! I appreciate what you're sayin'..wait. No, I don't appreciate it, 'cause I don't believe a woid of it. I'd nevah love ya, I'd nevah want to and I nevah will. I wouldn't love you if you were da las' man on da eoith an' I was da las' woman on eoith an' if da fate of da woild depended on us an' fallin' in love, I still wouldn't! I hate you an' always will! I can't believe you'd think I'd believe somethin' like dat! I jist can't believe it!" Liz screamed back at him, not realizing that what she was saying.
Oscar sat there in shock and looked like he was about to cry. But, soon his sadness turned into pure anger, realizing what she had just said to him. His eyes narrowed and he gritted his teeth. "You stupid bitch!" He yelled as he punched her, making her fall off of the box on the ground. He got up and walked to her bending down to grab her collar when she spit in his eye. She jumped up as fast as she could and ran into the darkness. He yelled and followed after her.
She ran as fast as she could, not knowing which way she came in and which way she would leave. She looked down alleyway after alleyway, dead end after dead end. She was lost. She ran onto the nearest street she could find, she stopped suddenly as she noticed that it, too, was another dead end. She turned around quickly to see Oscar standing in the opening. She knew she was dead now. *Think, Liz, think* She tried to think of a plan, but nothing came. She was on her own for the first time in her life. She didn't have Snitch or any of the other Newsies helping her. It was just her. She backed up slowly.
"Oh yeah. What are ya gonna do now, Liz? Snitch ain't heah tah fight forah ya. He ain't heah tah save ya dis time." Oscar said smirking. He followed her every step. "What are ya gonna do, Ace? Ya think ya can really take me?" He chuckled. "Come on!" He said as he made a hand gesture saying 'come here'.
"I ain't afraid of you!" Liz stood up to him. She stopped moving and stood still.
"You ain't afraid'a me? That jist can't be." He laughed. He walked up to her. "You're nothin'. You're a shrimp, compared tah me and tah da rest of da woild! I don' know what dose Newsies tell ya, but you ain't nothin'. I don' even know how you survived all dis time. Oh yeah, cause you had someone else fight your battles forah ya."
"At least, I didn't fight someone smaller den me. At least, when I pick on someone, dey are ten times stronger den me an' can take me if dey wanted." She insulted him.
He wiped the smile off of his face.
"Yeah, I am sayin' you're a coward. 'Cause you pick on goils. Ya can't take anyone your own size."
"You're jist diggin' your own grave, Liz." Oscar said as he eyed her.
"I already have, Oscar!" She said as she kicked him in the nuts.
He yelled and fell to his knees as Liz kneed him in the face. She ran past him as fast as she could, hoping and praying that he didn't get up yet and he didn't start chasing her. Unfortunately, her prayers and hopes weren't answered. He yelled 'argh' as he got up and chased after her.
She rounded a corner of an unknown street, looking for things that might be a little familiar. *God where do I go?* She ran faster, rounding, yet another corner. It looked the same as the last one she ran past. *Am I going in circles?* She ran past another corner and straight into Oscar.
"Ya don' know da city, real good, do ya?" He smirked as he pushed her backwards, making her fall to the ground. He laughed at her as she tried to get up, but he kicked her down with his foot. He bent down and looked at her. "I spilt my heart out tah ya, an' what did ya do? Ya stepped on it an' killed it. Jist like I'm gonna do tah you!" He said, wrapping his hands around her neck, choking her, yet again. She grabbed his wrists with her hands and this time she dug into them with her nails, trying to pry them off of her. It didn't hurt him one bit. He pulled her up by her neck and lifted her off of the ground. "Ya know I can kill ya right now if I wanted tah, an' dere ain't nothin' ya can do 'bout it." He said staring at her in anger.
She was kicking and scratching in pure agony. The pain was unbearable. He left her no mercy as he threw her against the brick wall behind them. She gripped her head in pain as she caught her breath. Oscar came over and pulled her off the ground by her shirt and punched her directly in the eye. She fell back against the wall as he pushed her shoulders against it. He got so close to her they were directly touching. He whispered in her ear "Ya wanna know da real reason why I like tah pick on ya? Well, it's 'cause I like seein' ya struggle. I like havin' da powah an' dere ain't nothin' ya can do 'bout it. I can do what evah da fuck I wanna do tah ya an' you can't stop me." He said as he grinned.
Liz's eyes narrowed as she said silently, "you're really sick."
He challenged her by narrowing his eyes too. "You ain't seen nothin' yet." He said as he pressed his lips against hers. Liz eyes popped wide open as she tried to push him away from her. His hands left her shoulders and went to her waist as he pressed his lips harder and harder into hers. Liz muttered a muffled cry for help, but she knew no one could hear her. She continuously tried to push him away, but he wouldn't budge. She started to feel his tongue trying to get into her closed mouth, but she wouldn't let it. He took his hands off of her waist and started to pull her hair, knowing that I'd make her scream. She knew she had to do something now, or he would take full advantage of her. So, she stopped pushing him away and clawed at his face, leaving a deep scratch. He let go of her lips and her hair as she again kicked him in the nuts and pushed him away. He grabbed her arm and jerked her around.
"You BASTARD!" She screamed as she punched him as hard as she could. He fell backwards letting go of her arm as she ran away. She ran as fast as her legs would take her, past the alleyways and streets that she used to come here. She suddenly knew her way back to the LH. She ran as fast as she could, running for miles it seemed, just go to get out of the danger that she put herself in. She saw the LH and banged at the door screaming "Kloppman! Kloppman! Open the door! Open the door!" She banged as hard as she could. When no answer came, she knew she had to go somewhere else or Oscar would find her and finish the fight that he had started with her. She ran down the street into another alleyway and hid behind a barrel. She heard Oscar coming, yelling softly "Liz! Liz! I'm gonna find ya, an' when I do, you'll wish you had nevah been born!" She heard him walk into the alleyway she was hiding in. She took a deep breath and covered her mouth with her hand, stopping her breathing completely. Tears streamed down her face as she prayed to live just one more night. She prayed that Oscar wouldn't find her. She heard him panting as he looked around the alleyway.
He continued to look, but when nothing showed up, he let out an 'argh' and said "Liz, I swear to fuckin' God, I'm gonna get you! You jist wait!" With that he stormed off into the night, leaving Liz with only the nightmare that had begun.
She took her hands off of her mouth, letting herself breath again. She pulled her knees up to her head and tucked her face in them as she began to cry, not believing what just happened. She wished this night never happened, she wished she would have just listened to Kloppman. The worst night of her life was over, now the next day had to begin sometime. She stayed hidden behind the barrels, not knowing if she should leave or if she should stay there. She continued to cry silently by herself for a long time, before drying her eyes and falling asleep.
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Disclaimer: I do not, I repeat DO NOT own Newsies. Disney owns Newsies, I do not own Disney either. I do not own Bumlets, he is owned by Disney, Dominic Lucero and Dom's family. I do not own Snitch, he is owned by Disney and Dee Caspary. I do not own Blink, Mush, Racetrack, etc. The only person I do own would be Liz/Ace, she is owned by me (as I already said). So, yeah, Liz belongs to SnitchsLins/Trigger/Lindsey, what have you.
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WARNING: Major foul language, I am not a potty mouth, but my characters are. I give them permission to use such foul and dirty words. You have been warned. If you have virgin ears, turn away, if you don't, you are warned.
Chapter 4: Lost in the Darkness
Liz ran from the LH as fast as she could. She ran past alleyway by alleyway, running deeper into the darkness. She ran so far, she didn't know where she was. Frankly, she didn't care where she was, she could be in Brooklyn and she wouldn't care. Brooklyn wasn't the safest place for a girl to go by herself, but Liz didn't care. She just wanted to be left alone. She wanted the world to turn their back to her and leave her alone. She held herself up by her arm on a big wooden box in an alleyway.
She panted for breath as she whispered to herself. "How could 'e do dat?" She whispered. She closed her eyes tightly and clenched her unused fist.
"Liz?" An infamous voice said in the darkness. She gasped and stood up as straight as a popsicle. Her eyes popped open as she held her breath. Both of her fists were clenched now. She wondered and feared who called her name. "Is dat you?" The voice said once again. Her whispers of pity on herself soon turned into whispers of 'oh God, oh God, oh God'. She knew the voice, that voice was ever so familiar. She heard that voice everyday, she feared that voice. *Oh God! Oh God no! Please no!* She thought and prayed. Footsteps. He was walking closer to her ever so slowly. She stood motionless, it was if she had frozen into stone.
*Oh God, please no! Don't let him hurt me please! Look what you did, you stupid idiot! God, you're so stupid* She thought. She trembled and quivered with fear as a hand grabbed her shoulder and turned her around. Her mouth dropped as she stared into the face of her worst fear. She was staring into the face of Oscar Delancy. *God please no! No! Please no!* Her worst nightmare was coming true. She was alone, in a dark alleyway, face to face with Oscar. She finally got the courage to move. She slowly inched backwards away from him. She was shaking so much even he noticed how scared she was.
"It's okay. I ain't gonna hoit ya." Oscar said as he walked slowly towards her.
She walked backwards even faster, but never taking her eyes off of Oscar's face. The more she moved the bigger steps Oscar took towards her. "Okay, I ain't gonna move no more." Her voice shook as she stopped moving. Oscar kept walking, not paying attention to what she said. "Ya don' gotta go any closer." She pleaded. He paid no attention. He was about a foot away from her when she said "don' go any closer, please!" She begged. He still didn't listen. He got so close to her that she could feel his breath on her forehead as he looked down at her.
He put his hand on her shoulder without saying a word. She was shaking so badly as she slowly turned her head to look at his hand. His eyes never left her face. He took his other hand and cupped her chin, moving her head so that she was staring straight at him. Her mouth trembled as she silently muttered the undistinguishable word 'oh'. She was, yet again, frozen, staring straight into his eyes. She couldn't speak nor move. His hand went from her chin to her cheek. "It's okay. I ain't gonna hoit ya, Liz." He assured her, trying to calm her down. Nothing. "Liz?" He said.
"I don't want no trouble, Oscar." Liz pleaded weakly as she brushed his hand off her shoulder and cheek. "I jist wanted tah take a walk an' I didn't know where I was goin'." She explained. "Please, Oscar, don' hoit me." She begged as she started to cry. She knew the kind of danger she was in. She was powerless against him, he could do what ever he wanted and there was nothing she could do about it. She did, however, have a knife in her pocket that she could use to protect herself, but she was more afraid to use it than anything else.
Oscar shook his head and quietly muttered 'shh'. She stopped talking and just stared into the face of fear itself. But, something was different about him. She noticed something she never noticed before in all of the 7 years he had tortured her. His eyes weren't the dark, stone cold, crazed eyes that they had been that very morning; instead they were gentle and soft, almost like Snitch's eyes had looked before Jack and Skittery screwed him up. "Liz, I ain't gonna hoit'cha. I promise." Oscar said softly. "Liz, what's wrong?" Oscar asked gently.
Liz swallowed and whispered "ya won't understand." Trying to give him the hint that she wasn't and didn't want to talk to him about it.
"If ya tell me, maybe I would." He answered back, not getting the hint.
"Look, it's a long story an' it's late." She pulled out the watch that she kept in her pocket. The time was 1 A.M. "Uhh, I think I should go." She said as she tried to walk past him. He grabbed her arm and gently pushed her backwards.
"If ya ain't gonna talk tah me, I wanna talk tah you." He said as he started to drag her through the street. He had no expression when he said that, as he usually did. He usually smirked when he said stuff like that. But, he was serious and he looked like he, indeed, wasn't out to hurt her.
"No! Oscar please no!" Liz cried as she tried to resist his pull by keeping her feet steadily on the ground. He still dragged her. She started to cry once more as she yelled for help.
"You're alright! Calm down!" He told her. She continued to cry and scream for help. He wrapped his arm around her waist and picked her up while he covered her mouth with his other hand. She kicked him and hit him as hard as she could trying to get him to let her go. "I ain't gonna hoit ya, Liz! I jist wanna talk tah ya! Okay, jist talk!" He said as put her back on the ground and pushed her over to some wooden boxes against the wall. "Sit down." He told her as he pointed to the boxes. She pushed him away from her as soon as he let her go. She obeyed and sat down.
"Oscar, don'.."
"I'm not gonna hoit ya! How many times do I gotta say dat?" Oscar said. Silence followed, for a few moments, though to Liz it felt like a few lifetimes.
"So, what do ya wanna tell me?" She asked, hoping to get this nightmare over with.
Oscar licked his lips and put his fingers through his hair. "I ain't who ya think I am, Liz." He paused trying to figure out a way to tell her what he wanted so she'll believe him. "I don't mean tah hoit ya, all da time. It's all Morris' idea, always his idea. I didn't know what I was doin'."
"Dat's bullshit, Oscar! You knew exactly what ya were doin'." She said as she stood up.
Oscar jumped up and towered over her. "Liz, jist sit down and shut the fuck up!" He shouted at her as he pushed her down. She glared at him, but obeyed. "Jist listen tah me, alright. I gotta tell ya dis, now, cause I'm nevah gonna be able tah say it again." He paused. "I've wanted tah tell ya dis a long time ago, but ya were always around dat, what's his name? Snitch? Ya were always around him, I nevah got a chance tah tell ya dis." Liz rolled her eyes. "What I'm tryin' tah say is, dat I don' mean anythin' I do tah ya."
"Den why do ya do it?"
"I do it, cause dat is what everyone thinks and wants me tah do. Everyone thinks dat I'm dis mean guy an' I'm not."
"Ya know, I ain't buyin' any of dis bullshit, Oscar." Liz said rudely.
"It ain't bullshit, Liz! It ain't, I'm tellin' ya da truth." Oscar explained.
"No you're not! I ain't da smartest Newsie, but I ain't dumb! Ya really think dat I'm gonna believe you of all people? Dat's like Snydah sayin' dat he nevah meant tah steal our money, it's jist what everyone wanted and thought he should do. Dat's pure bullshit!"
"It ain't! I'm tellin' ya da truth. Jist listen tah me, okay! Jist listen to what I want tah tell ya." Oscar pleaded.
"I thought dat was what ya wanted tah tell me?" Liz asked.
"It ain't."
"Den tell me!" Liz yelled at him.
"Alright, but give me a minute, 'cause it's kinda hard tah say dis." He said as he paused again. "I nevah meant tah hoit you! Yeah, I meant tah hoit your friends, to be honest I want tah beat da shit outtah all of 'em. But, not you! Ya don't know Morris like I do. He's my older brothah an' I'll get da shit beat outtah me if I don' do what he says. Ya know? He is da one who started me on dis. He's da one dat started me on you. You are jist so easy tah beat up in his mind an' he makes me do it.."
"If dat ain't further from da truth, I don't know what is!" Liz interrupted.
"But, dat ain't what I wanted tah tell ya. I wanted tah tell ya dat, I have dis thing forah ya." He looked down at his hands. "I don' want ya to fear me an' hate me no more, because da truth is, I don't hate ya. I nevah hated ya, actually it was da exact opposite. I nevah will hate ya, I jist don' want ya to fear me anymore. I don't want ya tah be afraid'a me no more. 'Cause Liz." He closed his eyes tightly, regretting what he was going to say. "Liz, I think you're really a nice person an' I really like ya. In fact, I lo."
"Jist stop! You must think I'm really stupid. Dat's the biggest load of bull-fuckin'-ass-shit dat I've evah hoid in my life! I appreciate what you're sayin'..wait. No, I don't appreciate it, 'cause I don't believe a woid of it. I'd nevah love ya, I'd nevah want to and I nevah will. I wouldn't love you if you were da las' man on da eoith an' I was da las' woman on eoith an' if da fate of da woild depended on us an' fallin' in love, I still wouldn't! I hate you an' always will! I can't believe you'd think I'd believe somethin' like dat! I jist can't believe it!" Liz screamed back at him, not realizing that what she was saying.
Oscar sat there in shock and looked like he was about to cry. But, soon his sadness turned into pure anger, realizing what she had just said to him. His eyes narrowed and he gritted his teeth. "You stupid bitch!" He yelled as he punched her, making her fall off of the box on the ground. He got up and walked to her bending down to grab her collar when she spit in his eye. She jumped up as fast as she could and ran into the darkness. He yelled and followed after her.
She ran as fast as she could, not knowing which way she came in and which way she would leave. She looked down alleyway after alleyway, dead end after dead end. She was lost. She ran onto the nearest street she could find, she stopped suddenly as she noticed that it, too, was another dead end. She turned around quickly to see Oscar standing in the opening. She knew she was dead now. *Think, Liz, think* She tried to think of a plan, but nothing came. She was on her own for the first time in her life. She didn't have Snitch or any of the other Newsies helping her. It was just her. She backed up slowly.
"Oh yeah. What are ya gonna do now, Liz? Snitch ain't heah tah fight forah ya. He ain't heah tah save ya dis time." Oscar said smirking. He followed her every step. "What are ya gonna do, Ace? Ya think ya can really take me?" He chuckled. "Come on!" He said as he made a hand gesture saying 'come here'.
"I ain't afraid of you!" Liz stood up to him. She stopped moving and stood still.
"You ain't afraid'a me? That jist can't be." He laughed. He walked up to her. "You're nothin'. You're a shrimp, compared tah me and tah da rest of da woild! I don' know what dose Newsies tell ya, but you ain't nothin'. I don' even know how you survived all dis time. Oh yeah, cause you had someone else fight your battles forah ya."
"At least, I didn't fight someone smaller den me. At least, when I pick on someone, dey are ten times stronger den me an' can take me if dey wanted." She insulted him.
He wiped the smile off of his face.
"Yeah, I am sayin' you're a coward. 'Cause you pick on goils. Ya can't take anyone your own size."
"You're jist diggin' your own grave, Liz." Oscar said as he eyed her.
"I already have, Oscar!" She said as she kicked him in the nuts.
He yelled and fell to his knees as Liz kneed him in the face. She ran past him as fast as she could, hoping and praying that he didn't get up yet and he didn't start chasing her. Unfortunately, her prayers and hopes weren't answered. He yelled 'argh' as he got up and chased after her.
She rounded a corner of an unknown street, looking for things that might be a little familiar. *God where do I go?* She ran faster, rounding, yet another corner. It looked the same as the last one she ran past. *Am I going in circles?* She ran past another corner and straight into Oscar.
"Ya don' know da city, real good, do ya?" He smirked as he pushed her backwards, making her fall to the ground. He laughed at her as she tried to get up, but he kicked her down with his foot. He bent down and looked at her. "I spilt my heart out tah ya, an' what did ya do? Ya stepped on it an' killed it. Jist like I'm gonna do tah you!" He said, wrapping his hands around her neck, choking her, yet again. She grabbed his wrists with her hands and this time she dug into them with her nails, trying to pry them off of her. It didn't hurt him one bit. He pulled her up by her neck and lifted her off of the ground. "Ya know I can kill ya right now if I wanted tah, an' dere ain't nothin' ya can do 'bout it." He said staring at her in anger.
She was kicking and scratching in pure agony. The pain was unbearable. He left her no mercy as he threw her against the brick wall behind them. She gripped her head in pain as she caught her breath. Oscar came over and pulled her off the ground by her shirt and punched her directly in the eye. She fell back against the wall as he pushed her shoulders against it. He got so close to her they were directly touching. He whispered in her ear "Ya wanna know da real reason why I like tah pick on ya? Well, it's 'cause I like seein' ya struggle. I like havin' da powah an' dere ain't nothin' ya can do 'bout it. I can do what evah da fuck I wanna do tah ya an' you can't stop me." He said as he grinned.
Liz's eyes narrowed as she said silently, "you're really sick."
He challenged her by narrowing his eyes too. "You ain't seen nothin' yet." He said as he pressed his lips against hers. Liz eyes popped wide open as she tried to push him away from her. His hands left her shoulders and went to her waist as he pressed his lips harder and harder into hers. Liz muttered a muffled cry for help, but she knew no one could hear her. She continuously tried to push him away, but he wouldn't budge. She started to feel his tongue trying to get into her closed mouth, but she wouldn't let it. He took his hands off of her waist and started to pull her hair, knowing that I'd make her scream. She knew she had to do something now, or he would take full advantage of her. So, she stopped pushing him away and clawed at his face, leaving a deep scratch. He let go of her lips and her hair as she again kicked him in the nuts and pushed him away. He grabbed her arm and jerked her around.
"You BASTARD!" She screamed as she punched him as hard as she could. He fell backwards letting go of her arm as she ran away. She ran as fast as her legs would take her, past the alleyways and streets that she used to come here. She suddenly knew her way back to the LH. She ran as fast as she could, running for miles it seemed, just go to get out of the danger that she put herself in. She saw the LH and banged at the door screaming "Kloppman! Kloppman! Open the door! Open the door!" She banged as hard as she could. When no answer came, she knew she had to go somewhere else or Oscar would find her and finish the fight that he had started with her. She ran down the street into another alleyway and hid behind a barrel. She heard Oscar coming, yelling softly "Liz! Liz! I'm gonna find ya, an' when I do, you'll wish you had nevah been born!" She heard him walk into the alleyway she was hiding in. She took a deep breath and covered her mouth with her hand, stopping her breathing completely. Tears streamed down her face as she prayed to live just one more night. She prayed that Oscar wouldn't find her. She heard him panting as he looked around the alleyway.
He continued to look, but when nothing showed up, he let out an 'argh' and said "Liz, I swear to fuckin' God, I'm gonna get you! You jist wait!" With that he stormed off into the night, leaving Liz with only the nightmare that had begun.
She took her hands off of her mouth, letting herself breath again. She pulled her knees up to her head and tucked her face in them as she began to cry, not believing what just happened. She wished this night never happened, she wished she would have just listened to Kloppman. The worst night of her life was over, now the next day had to begin sometime. She stayed hidden behind the barrels, not knowing if she should leave or if she should stay there. She continued to cry silently by herself for a long time, before drying her eyes and falling asleep.
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