Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Newsies or anyone in it. I DO NOT own anything about Newsies either. I only own Liz, she is a figment of my imagination and I claim all rights for her existence in my fanfic. I do not own Christina, she belongs to herself, and same goes with Tag Along. I DO NOT own Hoodlie, Chicken Wing or Josh, they are owned by themselves, I just take all claims to the name.

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Yeah, here's the next chapter of my story. I'm not really happy with it, but I don't know what to do to change it so I'm gonna keep it the way it is. Yeah.

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All of a sudden, Snitch flicked his eyes open and quickly awoke from sleep. He jumped out of the bed and ran over to his clothes. The bad dream he had and the bad feeling he was now having, was making him think that something is terribly wrong. He found his shirt and started putting it on.

"Snitch, what are ya doin'? It's da middle of da night." Itey said as he rubbed his eyes.

"I gotta go, Ites. I don't feel right."

"What? Why?" Itey asked confused.

"I don't know; I just don't feel right. I jus' feel weird. I feel like somethin's wrong." Snitch said honestly as he got his shirt on.

"Snitch, Liz is fine! She's probably over at Tag's house or somethin'. She could be wid Chicken Wing or in Brooklyn wid Christina or somethin'. Only God knows where she is right now, Snitch."

"Yeah, dat's what I'm afraid of."

"What? She's fine; she can take care of herself." Itey said.

"I don't know, Itey. Somethin' don't feel right. I don't know what it is, but somethin' is jus' too wrong for me. Dere are a hundred an' one reasons why I think she's in trouble an' I can only think of one right now." Snitch explained.

"What?"

"Oscar." Snitch said firmly.

"Snitch, he's a good guy. Oscar's a good guy, he's already proved it. I mean, las' night wid what he did. Dere were a hundred an' one things dat he coulda done tah her las' night, but he chose option number 101!"

"I know, but I don't know."

"What? Dat don't make any sense, Snitch."

"I'm tryin' tah say I know dat I said he was a good guy an' he has changed, but now I'm havin' second thoughts. I mean, he's a smart guy, Itey. He's real smart, an' when he's up tah somethin' he can do a lotta stuff tah make others think otherwise. He may fool a lotta people, but dere's one person dat he doesn't fool, an' dat's me."

"I don't think he's up tah anythin', Snitch. I jus' think dat he finally realizes how much of a jackass he is an' wanted tah change."

"No, I think I know the exact reason why he brought her home las' night."

"An' what is dat?"

"So we'd believe 'im. So we'd really think exactly what he wanted us tah think. So he knows we trust him an' believe him." Snitch explained as he put his shoes on.

"Hold up, Snitch, I'm comin' wid ya." Itey said as he jumped out of bed and started throwing on his clothes.

"No, Ites, you gotta stay here an' keep my man Tumbler here company."

"No, I wanna come wid you, I wanna help, jus' like old times. C'mon."

"No, Itey, jus' stay here. Jus' go back tah bed an' don't worry about it, okay. I'll be fine by myself."

"Two men are better den one." Itey pointed out. "C'mon, jus' let me go. I wanna help. C'mon. You're wastin' time, Snitch. What do ya say?"

"I say hurry your ass up if ya wanna go." Snitch said annoyed.

Itey jumped out of bed and put his shoes and clothes on as fast as he could. "okay, we can go now." He said quietly as they snuck out the back way of the LH so that they wouldn't wake Kloppman. They walked briskly in the dark. "What do ya think is wrong?"

"I don't know, Itey. We'll find out when we get dere." Snitch snapped at him.

"Are ya goin' for da worst?"

"No, I'm hopin' for da best." Snitch didn't even acknowledge his presence; he was too focused on getting to his destination.

They walked block after block and minute after minute, but finally they arrived at his house. They stood in front of it, fearing that what they were thinking about was true and the worst was actually happening. Itey looked fearfully up at the building. Snitch kept calm and looked at Itey. "Okay, here's da plan, we'll go for da door foist. Okay, if he decides tah be a dumb ass an' not lock it, we're goin' in dat way. If he's still bein' a dumb ass an' decides tah lock it, den we'll break a window or somethin' okay?"

"Wait, why can't we jus' look in da windows an' see what's goin' on? Or we can knock. Dat would be best." Itey suggested.

"Do you wanna get dis done an' get out alive, or do ya wanna waste everythin' an' get killed? Do what I say, Itey. I know what I'm talkin' about, okay. Jus' follow me an' you'll be alright. Come on." He said as he went up the stairs and checked the door. He wasn't surprised that Oscar had decided to be a dumb ass and not lock it; he always did dumb stuff like that. Snitch looked back at Itey and told him to 'shush' as he slowly and quietly opened the door and prayed to God no one was there. He slowly looked to see if anyone noticed, but all he saw were three guys sprawled out on the couch and floor with beer bottles everywhere. He recognized Hoodlie and Morris, but the third guy, Josh, he didn't know. He heard them snoring and randomly coughing. He turned back to Itey, who looked scared out of his mind and said, "it's okay. Jus' be quiet an' follow me." Itey nodded and followed him. The two boys tiptoed into the house. They looked around every corner and everywhere, looking for some evidence to prove that Liz was in fact there. They quietly rummaged through everything they could to find something of hers but it was all a lost cause. They found nothing and they were getting frustrated. Snitch kept on, he was determined to find her or something that would tell him that he was correct.

"Snitch, I can't find anything." Itey whispered to Snitch.

"Don't give up, Itey. She's here, I know it." Snitch said back. All of a sudden he heard a muffled cry coming from the room. They both looked at each other, the same expression in each of their eyes: fear. Snitch's heart began to pound as a million images and thoughts flew through his mind. Itey stared firmly at Snitch, wondering what his next move will be. Snitch took a deep breath and looked around for some blunt object that he might be able to use, if he needed it. He saw that there was a shovel near the cabinets in the kitchen, so he had Itey go over and get it for him. He put his finger to his lips to signal Itey to be quiet, no matter what happens. He signaled him to follow him and they slowly, step by step, tip toed their way to the bedroom. Snitch put his hand gently on the door knob as Itey's hand held his arm, telling him that no matter what is going on in there, he's there for him. (A/N: NO they're not gay! They're just really good friends. Seesh!) Snitch took another final deep breath as he slowly opened the door, and through the darkness he saw his worst nightmare. Everything that he had been warned about had come true, he saw it; he saw them; he saw her. Right at that moment, he lost it. All the self control that he had was lost. He ran as fast as he could over to the bed and screamed, "You fucker!" as he slammed Oscar's head with the shovel. He pulled him off of Liz and continued to pummel him with the shovel.

"Snitch, no!" Itey screamed as he took the shovel away from him, knowing that if he didn't, he would have beaten him to death.

"You fuckin' bastard! I'll kill you! You're a fuckin' animal! You bastard!" He punched him as hard as he could, and finally Oscar fought back. He regained his strength from the blows and fought with all his might.

Itey stood in terror as Hoodlie came over and started beating up on him. Everyone else was still asleep. Itey fought the guy who was taller than him by like at least 4 inches. He wasn't that hard to overpower, being as he was dead drunk as it is. He just punched him a few times, and got him to the ground and as soon as he hit the ground he was out again.

Snitch wasn't having that easy of a time with Oscar, he didn't really care about getting him to the ground; he cared more about beating the living crap out of him as much as he could. "I swear to God, you rapist, I'll strangle you with your own fuckin' hands! You're a fuckin' rapist an' you deserve tah die! Fuck you!" He screamed as he just kept punching and kicking him.

Itey ran over and got a hold of Snitch. "I got him, help Liz." He said as he pushed him away.

Snitch obeyed and went to find Liz. He found her in the corner, hiding her face from everyone and everything. Her hands were tied behind her back and it looked like she had been gagged too, she had a handkerchief around her neck. She silently hid herself and cried. Snitch walked slowly over to her, he knew she heard him coming because she scooted away and cried more. "It's okay, Liz. It's me, I'm not gonna hoit you, I promise."

She started scooting faster and faster, but she couldn't go any further. She was speaking to him, but she was speaking Chinese, which she used to do when she was younger, but she hadn't done it in a number of years. When they would fight she would always call him names in Chinese, but that was it. Now she was actually speaking full Chinese. "Liz, it's okay, you're gonna be alright. I just wanna untie you." He said as he bent down close to her. She screamed and fought him as he tried to untie her. "It's okay, it's jus' me. It's over. No more. No more." He said as gently as possible. Finally she let him free her, and she turned her head slightly to see him. That's when he saw it. Her face was covered in bruises and blood from the abuse of the four guys. She looked at him and with her pleading eyes she cried.

"Yeah, it's over. He's not gonna hoit you no more. It's over, you're alright. Everythin's gonna be alright. I'm here." He said as calmly as he could. He kept himself calm for her sake, even though he was crying inside. He wanted so much to break down and cry, but he knew he couldn't. "Let's go home, okay? I'm gonna take you home, alright?" He said softly as he held out his hand.

She looked at it with fear and confusion. She didn't know who to trust anymore. All the trust that she once had was gone. She didn't know who was the friend or the enemy. No man or boy could be trusted in her eyes. She wasn't even sure if she could trust Snitch or even Tumbler in that matter. She didn't know what she wanted to do.

"Please? Liz you're alright, everythin's gonna be okay, I promise. Let's get you home." He said as he still kept his hand out.

"Snitch, lets go." Itey said as he stood there over Oscar, making sure he was knocked out cold.

Snitch nodded at Liz as she stared at him. She slowly came closer to him and threw her arms around him. He picked her up and held her tightly. "It's okay. It's gonna be okay." He said as he felt her crying on his chest. He looked at Itey and nodded. They quietly walked out of the house, making sure not to wake the already sleeping guys on the couch. They walked for miles it seems, and hours that were actually minutes. That was the worst walk of Snitch's life. It was the hardest moment of his entire life, even harder than what he had to deal with the night before. This was his best friend, his only love, she was all he had in the world and she had been used and abused like she was nothing. She had been betrayed, and he didn't stop it. He was too late, the damage had been done. They all walked quietly to the Lodging House. Snitch gave Liz his clothes so she wouldn't have to wear the ones she had. Her pants had been ripped open and they were covered in blood. Once she had changed her clothes she tried to walk up to the rooftop, but she couldn't walk at all. She limped and stumbled up the stairs, so Snitch got her favorite blanket and carried her up the stairs. She didn't look at him as she stared at the city. Tears ran down her cheeks as she sat silently, deep in her own thoughts.

He didn't know what to say either. Nothing he could say would do anything to change what already had happened. He thought as hard as he could for something to say, but nothing came to him. "Liz." He said. He knew it was instant death. "I'm sorry that I wasn't there to stop him. God dat bastard. I mean, I knew somethin' wasn't right. I knew it, but I was too late. I'm so sorry, Liz. If I would have known sooner I would have been there to stop every thing before it started. I shouldn't have let you walk out dat door. God I'm such a faggot. I shouldn't have fought wid you, if it wasn't for me dis wouldn't have happened. It's all my fuckin' fault. All my fuckin' fault." He said as he got up and paced around. He started mumbling things to himself.

Liz didn't pay any attention to him, she heard him and listened to him, but she didn't answer. She hugged herself as tightly as she could in her blanket and rocked back and forth. She looked out at the city and all the places that had once made her happy. She couldn't remember what happiness felt like, she wasn't even sure if she felt that way ever again.

"Liz." He said as he finally sat down beside her. She moved away if he got too close. "Could you jus' talk tah me, please. It'd make me feel so much better. Please, jus' say somethin'."

She said something in Chinese, and that was it. She did what he asked and she said something, he wasn't specific on saying if she should say something he would understand or not.

"I don't understand."

She started speaking more in Chinese. She was trying to tell him things, but she didn't feel like talking in English. She didn't want anyone else to hear what she was saying.

"Liz, I don't understand what you're sayin'. Please, don't do dis. Talk tah me Liz, please! Jus' talk tah me." He said, and that's when he lost it. He started crying, something that he didn't want to do in front of her, but he couldn't help it. He buried his head in his hands and cried. He soon felt a small hand gently grasp his shoulder.

"I'm sorry." She whispered to him.

"For what?" He sniffed.

"Everything." She looked away.

"Liz, you did nothin' wrong. What is dere tah be sorry about? I don't understand." Then he thought about his childhood and his past. That happened to him too, he knew what it was like and he did understand why she was doing this. Those memories kept coming back to him, every nightmarish image at a time. He kept reliving the memory of his father, and what he did to him, all until he ran away from home. He didn't want to see it, but he knew he had to. He had to do this for Liz and he had to try to remember everything he did when it happened to him. "NO wait, I do understand. I know nothin' I can say will make it better for you, but I can at least try tah talk tah you. I jus' want you tah know dat I'm always here for you through anythin' an' everythin'. I've always been dere, jus' like you were dere for me. I know what you're feelin', because I've felt dat way before. I've been through everythin' you have. So, I understand dis whole thing. I know dat you ain't gonna want tah talk about it now, but when you do, I'm here, okay?"

"I ain't talkin' about it tah anyone. Including you." She said firmly.

"You gotta talk about it, Liz. You jus' gotta. I mean, you can't live wid all dat shit on your chest like dat. You jus' can't live like dat. You gotta tell someone, an' you tell me, okay."

"No. I ain't like you, Snitch. I jus' ain't. Maybe you have tah talk about it, but I ain't you so I don't have tah. An' don't you be goin' around givin' me all dis shit about how it happened tah you. It didn't. It was different." She said angrily.

"It did happen tah me, Liz. I mean, maybe it wasn't da same thing as you, but it did happen."

"Yeah, which means it was different, which means dat it wasn't da same thing."

"Liz, I wanna talk tah you." Snitch begged.

"Well I don't wanna talk about it okay? You don't know what went on in dere. You don't know what dey put me through."

"I would, if you told me."

"You're fuckin' crazy."

"Liz, I wanna help you."

"If you wanna help me, den don't leave me, okay? No matter what, jus' don't leave me okay?" Liz pleaded.

"Never again. I'll never leave you again, I promise." Snitch told her honestly. "No matter what happens, I won't leave you. I'm always here for you, no matter what." Liz just nodded and looked away. "You wanna go tah sleep? You'll feel better in da mornin'." Liz nodded again and lay down.

She looked up at him as she cried again. "You'll make sure no one comes tah get me, okay?"

"No one is gonna touch you ever again. Never again." He said. She looked at him and put her head down again. She could barely keep her eyes open, but she kept them open for as long as she could. Finally she couldn't take it and fell asleep. Snitch made sure she was asleep and quietly got up so that he could see where Itey was. He found Itey sitting on the stairs to the rooftop, crying. "Itey?"

"Yeah." He said in his most manly, not crying voice.

"Are you alright? Talk tah me, man." He said as he sat down beside him. "What's up?"

Itey sniffed and looked a bit embarrassed that he was crying. "I can't deal wid dis shit, man."

"What da hell are ya talkin' about?"

"I'm talkin' about, I can't, I," he tried to say, but he stumbled over his words. "I can't deal wid dis, I just want out."

"What do ya mean you want out? You can't get out, dat's da thing, Itey. You're in it all da way, man. You can't get out." Snitch corrected.

"No I have tah. I can't deal wid dis, man. Dis is jus' too much."

"What is too much?"

"Dis! Dis whole thing is fucked up! It's so fucked up! I mean, I jus' can't deal wid dis shit right now. It's too much. I mean, maybe if she was like beat up or somethin' I can deal wid dat, but she was fuckin' raped, man! She was fuckin' raped! I can't deal wid dat! I don't wanna get involved, Snitch. I just want out!"

"No, you're not fuckin' backin' out, Itey. You can't! Look, jus' listen tah me okay? She was betrayed an' if back out on her, den how will she feel about dat? We're da only one's she has, Itey. An' if you back out, all she has is me."

"Well you've always been dere for her, so go now an' be dere for her!" Itey said.

"You said two men are better den one. We gotta do dis together, Itey. We have tah. We went in dis thing together an' we're gonna get through it together. Okay, I ain't gonna go through dis by myself, man. An' I ain't lettin' ya quit, you can't quit. Look, I know what it's like, I've been through it." Snitch explained.

"What are ya talkin' about, man?"

"I'm talkin' about how da same thing has happened tah me."

"What you were raped by Oscar?"

"No, molested an' by my father." Snitch said firmly without fear.

"You're fuckin' wid me right? You can't be serious? Snitch tell me you're fuckin' lyin'."

"I would, but den I would be lyin'. Look, da only person I told dat to was Liz. Now I finally realize why God allowed my dad tah do dat tah me, it was so I could help a person dat dat happened to."

"Wait, you're serious? Why da hell didn't ya tell me dis before?"

"Because I was afraid to. Because I was ashamed tah tell you because I thought you would make fun of me. But don't worry about it, I got out. An' besides we ain't here tah talk about me, we gotta help Liz. So are you in or out?"

"I'm in, but, talk tah me next time, okay? I mean, I know I ain't equivalent tah Liz or anythin', but I do consider ya my friend an' I would like tah know dese things. I mean, I ain't gonna be huggin' ya or rubbin' your back or anythin', but I am here for ya in any way an' every way, alright?" Itey said.

"Yeah, I know." Snitch nodded.

"What's 'rape'?" Tumbler said as he stared at them.

They both looked at each other, stumped. They didn't know what to say or how to explain it. "Um, dat's where, um." Itey said, as he thought.

"I'll explain it tah ya tomorrow, okay?" Snitch said.

"I wanna know now! Tell me now!" Tumbler pouted.

"Okay, do ya know what tonight is?" Snitch asked.

"Dark?" Tumbler said.

"No, tonight is when the big, giant, fat storm cloud comes down and eats all the little boys and girls who aren't in bed in about five minutes." Snitch looked serious.

"Really? Why ain't you in bed?"

"Because I ain't a little boy."

"Snitch, you said little girls too." Itey joked between tears.

"Haha, shut up. I'm tellin' ya Tumbler. Ya got three minutes now! Go!" He said as Tumbler ran back down the stairs and got in bed.

"You're good at dat, man."

"Lyin'? Yeah, I know. I guess it's kinda a talent or somethin'." Snitch explained. "But anyway, I guess I should go, I promised Liz dat I wouldn't leave her. You go tah sleep, alright? I'll talk tah you in da mornin'?" Snitch nodded.

"Yeah, alright." Itey said as he stood up.

Snitch walked back out to Liz. He sat down beside her again quietly.

"You left, you said you wouldn't."

"I had tah talk tah Itey about somethin'." Snitch said honestly.

"About what?" Liz asked.

"About dis. I jus' had tah set his mind straight wid everythin'."

"In other words, because of me." Liz said.

"No, because he's never dealt wid anythin' like dis before, an' he was havin' trouble dealin' wid it." Snitch explained. "Not because of you, you have nothin' tah do wid him an' not bein' able tah deal wid it." There were moments of silence between them. In fact, it was more like minutes of silence; they didn't know what to say to each other.

"Snitch?" Liz said quietly between her tears.

"Yeah?"

"You'd never do dat tah me would you? You'd never hoit me like dat, would you?"

"Liz, no. I wouldn't ever ever ever ever ever ever ever and a billion times later ever, do anythin' like dat tah you. I would never hoit you! Because I love you too much." Snitch explained.

"I wish I can trust you."

"You can. Liz you can. All my life I've never hoit you. I've never hit you or physically bruised you in any way. I'd never forgive myself if I did. Liz, you're precious and I couldn't, I can't imagine anyone hoiting you like dat. I just, I," He tried explain, but he couldn't.

"Okay, I understand." She said quietly. "Did it hoit dis bad for you?"

"Well it depends how ya mean. It's a scar dat'll never heal, ya know. So yeah, I guess."

"So ya really felt da way I do?"

"Yes. Liz I felt like my whole world was breakin' down. I felt like da whole world was turnin' on me. Da person dat I was taught tah love an' trust wid my life jus' turned his back on me. I don't know why, he jus' went mad an' he needed someone tah take it out on, an' he chose me."

"I shoulda listened tah you a long time ago. You were right all along. You were always right, Snitch. God I'm so stupid, I'm such an idiot."

"Liz you're not an idiot. You have somethin' dat I never did, an' dat was trust an' faith. Now you lost all of dat. Dat's why I don't have it anymore, because it was taken away. You had the ability tah trust people easily because you had faith in dem. I lost everythin' when I was five, an' I never got it back. So I turned tah you because you made me remember who I used tah be. You made me remember how happy I used tah be. An' eventually I became happy again."

"Snitch, could you promise me somethin' an' never let go of dat promise?"

"Of course."

"Promise me dat no matter what you'll never leave me. You'll always be dere for me, okay? You'll never turn on me."

"I promise. Cross my heart and hope tah die, stick a needle in my eye." Snitch said.

She nodded again and laid back down and went to sleep.

"You were dere for me, an' I'll be dere for you."

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Yeah yeah, I already said I wasn't happy with it. I don't know, I guess I'm just in a bad mood or something. :shrugs: There it is. Enjoy.

I'm not gonna write a lot now because I'm lazy, I'll just give an SO to JustDuck and splashey for reviewing. Thanks so much loves!