Chapter Three
Three Weeks Later
A scream echoed through the alley way as a young newsboy was pulled in and thrown agains the wall. "No! Leave me alone! I'se didn't do nuttin!" He shouted, shaking all over.
Two boys not much older than him only by a few years, stepped out of the shadows. "Shut up kid!" The one said smacking him across the face.
"Yeah ha ha! Shut up!" The other one laughed hysterically grabbing his stomach.
"You too Morris." The other snapped at him and turned back to the newsboy. "I don't like your face." he smirked.
The newsboy tried to squirm out of the boy named Morris's arms. He kicked his legs at the other. "Yeah well I don't like yours neiddah."
Morris snickered. "Ha ha Oscar." He said. "He's gotcha there."
Oscar glared at him. "Morris if I hafta beat you aftah I'se done wid him I'se will!" He turned back to the newsboy. "Well dis time it'll be a fair warning." he said punching him in the stomach. "Tell da uddahs if they give our uncle more trouble, dere well be more of dis ta go around."
He turned to Morris. "Awright. Let him go." He said. "Let him go Morris!" He shouted.
Morris quickly dropped the poor to the ground, kicking him in the rear. "Yeah get outta here!"
Oscar shook his head and rolled his eyes. "C'mon. We'se gotta meet uncle Wease."
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"Evelyn, here pass dis."
Evelyn looked up from the table at Weasel. "huh?" She asked.
Weasel shook his head. "Jist pass dis would ya.' He said shoving a bowl in her hand.
She quickly pushed it over to Oscar and Morris, quickly adverting her eyes back to the table. "So boys how was your day, did ya'se have any fun?"
Morris grinned. "Yeah we shoah did! We beat up on a couple of newsies." He beamed. "Ouch!"
Oscar had kicked him under the table. He narrowed his eyes at him. "Be quiet." He hissed.
But Weasel just grinned. "Dat's me boys." He said. "i'se very proud of you. I don't know what to think of Evelyn here though. I'se not used to goils." He said.
Evelyn bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes. If the earth opened up and swallowed her up right then and there, she wouldn't have minded. The boys had adjusted to being there but she hadn't. All she was good for was to be a slave and something to yell at.
Weasel rambled onto the boys, she didn't know what because she had stopped listening. This was pure hell for her. She had never imagined that this would happen to her. She sighed and played with her food.
When she looked up, Morris and Weasel had left the room, Oscar was standing in the doorway. He sighed walking in. "You jist gonna play wid dat?" He asked.
Evelyn sighed. "I dunno. I guess I'se ain't in da mood for eating lately."
He shook his head. "Yeah I've noticed. Uncle Wease wants you in bed. SO um hurry up." He said and quickly left the room.
Evelyn watched him as he left, she stared for a minute after before pushing her chair out and heading for her room.
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Early the next morning Evelyn awoke to the sounds of Oscar and Morris arguing. She put her pillow over her head. Did they ever stop this? As far back as she could remember this was how it was.
She groaned and rolled out of bed. She stumbled towards the door, opening it a crack. She looked out and saw why the shouting was so loud, they were standing right out by her door. "Do you always hafta do dis?" She asked rubbing her eyes.
Oscar glared at her. "Stay out of dis Evelyn." he said pushing Morris into the wall.
Morris screamed, and they continued their fight. Evelyn rolled her eyes and went back in her room shutting the door behind her.
She could hear them outside tossing each other around in the hallway. She laid back down on her bed. After a few minutes the noise outside stopped. Weasels voice was all that was heard.
"knock if off you two you'se gonna break sumthing." He scowled.
Morris folded his arms and walked away from Oscar. "He started it!" He pouted and tossed some clothes laying in the hall way at his brother. Oscar quickly ducked and smirked at him.
Weasel shook his head. "I don't care who started it jist don't do it again. Awright." He grabbed the boys bye the back of their necks pushing them down the hall. "Get to da kitchen!" He shouted.
They glanced back at him and then quickly followed his instructions. Weasel shook his head and knocked on Evelyn's door. "Evelyn." he said quietly. "It's time ta get up."
She rolled over in her bed. "no go away! I don't wanna get up!" She shouted.
"Dey're up, dat's good enough."
Weasel shook his head. "Awright if you'se aint down in five minutes, I'm sending one of da boys up ta deal wid ya."
Evelyn groaned and crawled out of bed. "Fine I'se up. Not like I haven't dealt with them befoah." SHe said pushing her way past him.
"No listen heah!" He shouted grabbing ahold of her twisting behind her back. "No child undah me roof, especially no goil is gonna talk to me in dat tone of voice!" He raised his hand to smack her across the face.
"No! Leave her alone!"
Weasel quickly looked up to see Oscar standing in front of him. "Whaddya want boy?!" He hissed.
Oscar shook his head and pulled Evelyn from his grasp. "She's jist a child. She's been t'rough a lot. You don't need to yell at her." He scowled at his uncle.
Weasel narrowed his eyes. "Get outta heah both of you! Now!" He turned around and headed back to his room.
Evelyn breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled up at Oscar. "Thanks Oscar." She said.
He shook his head as they walked away. "don't mention it."
She sighed. "no really thank you. I mean you stopped me from being hit."
Oscar narrowed his eyes at her. "I said DON'T MENTION IT!" He quickened his step, running outside slamming the door behind him.
Three Weeks Later
A scream echoed through the alley way as a young newsboy was pulled in and thrown agains the wall. "No! Leave me alone! I'se didn't do nuttin!" He shouted, shaking all over.
Two boys not much older than him only by a few years, stepped out of the shadows. "Shut up kid!" The one said smacking him across the face.
"Yeah ha ha! Shut up!" The other one laughed hysterically grabbing his stomach.
"You too Morris." The other snapped at him and turned back to the newsboy. "I don't like your face." he smirked.
The newsboy tried to squirm out of the boy named Morris's arms. He kicked his legs at the other. "Yeah well I don't like yours neiddah."
Morris snickered. "Ha ha Oscar." He said. "He's gotcha there."
Oscar glared at him. "Morris if I hafta beat you aftah I'se done wid him I'se will!" He turned back to the newsboy. "Well dis time it'll be a fair warning." he said punching him in the stomach. "Tell da uddahs if they give our uncle more trouble, dere well be more of dis ta go around."
He turned to Morris. "Awright. Let him go." He said. "Let him go Morris!" He shouted.
Morris quickly dropped the poor to the ground, kicking him in the rear. "Yeah get outta here!"
Oscar shook his head and rolled his eyes. "C'mon. We'se gotta meet uncle Wease."
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"Evelyn, here pass dis."
Evelyn looked up from the table at Weasel. "huh?" She asked.
Weasel shook his head. "Jist pass dis would ya.' He said shoving a bowl in her hand.
She quickly pushed it over to Oscar and Morris, quickly adverting her eyes back to the table. "So boys how was your day, did ya'se have any fun?"
Morris grinned. "Yeah we shoah did! We beat up on a couple of newsies." He beamed. "Ouch!"
Oscar had kicked him under the table. He narrowed his eyes at him. "Be quiet." He hissed.
But Weasel just grinned. "Dat's me boys." He said. "i'se very proud of you. I don't know what to think of Evelyn here though. I'se not used to goils." He said.
Evelyn bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes. If the earth opened up and swallowed her up right then and there, she wouldn't have minded. The boys had adjusted to being there but she hadn't. All she was good for was to be a slave and something to yell at.
Weasel rambled onto the boys, she didn't know what because she had stopped listening. This was pure hell for her. She had never imagined that this would happen to her. She sighed and played with her food.
When she looked up, Morris and Weasel had left the room, Oscar was standing in the doorway. He sighed walking in. "You jist gonna play wid dat?" He asked.
Evelyn sighed. "I dunno. I guess I'se ain't in da mood for eating lately."
He shook his head. "Yeah I've noticed. Uncle Wease wants you in bed. SO um hurry up." He said and quickly left the room.
Evelyn watched him as he left, she stared for a minute after before pushing her chair out and heading for her room.
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Early the next morning Evelyn awoke to the sounds of Oscar and Morris arguing. She put her pillow over her head. Did they ever stop this? As far back as she could remember this was how it was.
She groaned and rolled out of bed. She stumbled towards the door, opening it a crack. She looked out and saw why the shouting was so loud, they were standing right out by her door. "Do you always hafta do dis?" She asked rubbing her eyes.
Oscar glared at her. "Stay out of dis Evelyn." he said pushing Morris into the wall.
Morris screamed, and they continued their fight. Evelyn rolled her eyes and went back in her room shutting the door behind her.
She could hear them outside tossing each other around in the hallway. She laid back down on her bed. After a few minutes the noise outside stopped. Weasels voice was all that was heard.
"knock if off you two you'se gonna break sumthing." He scowled.
Morris folded his arms and walked away from Oscar. "He started it!" He pouted and tossed some clothes laying in the hall way at his brother. Oscar quickly ducked and smirked at him.
Weasel shook his head. "I don't care who started it jist don't do it again. Awright." He grabbed the boys bye the back of their necks pushing them down the hall. "Get to da kitchen!" He shouted.
They glanced back at him and then quickly followed his instructions. Weasel shook his head and knocked on Evelyn's door. "Evelyn." he said quietly. "It's time ta get up."
She rolled over in her bed. "no go away! I don't wanna get up!" She shouted.
"Dey're up, dat's good enough."
Weasel shook his head. "Awright if you'se aint down in five minutes, I'm sending one of da boys up ta deal wid ya."
Evelyn groaned and crawled out of bed. "Fine I'se up. Not like I haven't dealt with them befoah." SHe said pushing her way past him.
"No listen heah!" He shouted grabbing ahold of her twisting behind her back. "No child undah me roof, especially no goil is gonna talk to me in dat tone of voice!" He raised his hand to smack her across the face.
"No! Leave her alone!"
Weasel quickly looked up to see Oscar standing in front of him. "Whaddya want boy?!" He hissed.
Oscar shook his head and pulled Evelyn from his grasp. "She's jist a child. She's been t'rough a lot. You don't need to yell at her." He scowled at his uncle.
Weasel narrowed his eyes. "Get outta heah both of you! Now!" He turned around and headed back to his room.
Evelyn breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled up at Oscar. "Thanks Oscar." She said.
He shook his head as they walked away. "don't mention it."
She sighed. "no really thank you. I mean you stopped me from being hit."
Oscar narrowed his eyes at her. "I said DON'T MENTION IT!" He quickened his step, running outside slamming the door behind him.