Here is the long awaited chapter 3 of In Love with Santa Fe. I don't own Newsies even if I wish I did.
Jack sat up in his bunk. Dripping in sweat from the nightmare he just had. He was in Santa Fe with Mary at the train station. Watching the little girl sit there waiting and waiting. Her mother coming to get her everyday and tell her maybe tomorrow. Soon the last day had arrived and young Mary sat there crying her beautiful green eyes out. Jack couldn't help her at all.
Jack climbed out of his bunk and tried not to wake up the other newsies. He pulled his clothes on and walked out of the lodging house. He needed to apologize to Mary. Tell her that he was sorry and that he never meant to break his promise. He also had to apologize to Sarah for not meeting her. She could wait. Jack's best friend was more important.
Jack made his way to Mary's apartment on 5th avenue. He kept thinking of things to say to her. He kept thinking of Santa Fe and what would have happened if he went with Mary. He never would have met David, Sarah, or Les. The strike wouldn't have happened and he never would have gone to the refugee. He remembered the first time he went there. He had stolen an apple and was haled off by the bulls.
Mary's father had shown up the next day and bailed him out. He paid for the apple and promised Jack if he every got in trouble like that again to call or write Mr. Banks. Even after he stole the loaf of bread Jack had thought of writing Mr. Banks but that was before he escaped.
Jack heard a rumble of thunder and looked up to the sky and saw the moon was no where to be seen. He knew it would start raining soon. He has to make this visit quick if he wanted to beat the storm.
Jack was there and knew that this was a bad idea. He climbed the fire escape of the building remember the floor that the Banks lived on. He knew that Mary would have a room with a window. He knew she loved to look out it and see the adventure that lied ahead of her. He saw her sitting on the floor of her room with a book in her hand. A candle stood on the floor next to her providing her with just enough light.
He stood on the fire escape and looked in. Remembering climbing into the Banks' old apartment to stay with Mary during a thunderstorm. "I'll protect you Mary. This thunderstorm can't beat the greatest cowboy in the world." A young Jack smiled at Mary. She wiped her eyes and smiled.
"You promise?" Mary said.
"Of course Fe." Jack said hold out his spit covered hand. He laughed at the memory that had flooded his mind. Mary looked up at the window as she heard Jack laugh.
"Francis Sullivan. What are you doing here? I am still angry at you." Mary said after she opened the window. Jack had told Mary his real name before he was taken to the refugee for stealing the apple. Mary had told her father so he could get him out of there.
"Fe. I'm heres to apologize." Jack said locking eyes with her. 'Wow. What beautiful green eyes she has. I never noticed how they sparkled until now.' Jack thought to himself.
"Well, I do not accept it. You are a different person. I do not know if I like this new Jack "Cowboy" Kelly." Mary said as she stared into Jack's hazel eyes and saw the little boy he once was.
"I'm sorry Fe. If I could change myself I would." He said as he leaned against the fire escape. The rain began to fall and Jack pulled his hat on.
"Fine I accept your apology. Only if you come inside from the rain. I am not letting you walk home in this." Jack nodded and stepped into her room through her window. "You can stay the night if you want. The spare bedroom is down the hall." Mary smiled.
"I don't wanna be the burden Fe. Really I have walked backs to the lodge house in worst weather." Jack said removing his cowboy hat. He ran a hand through his longish hair. Jack turned back to the window and started to climb through. He was stopped by Mary grabbing his hand.
"No. Stay. Protect me from the storm." Mary said as a crack of lightening streaked the sky. "I still don't like them after all these years." Mary laughed. Jack noticed that Mary hadn't left go of his hand yet. Jack didn't want admit it but he kind of liked the way it felt in his.
"Fine. I'll stay but in the morning I gots to go meet Sarah." Mary frowned a little when he said her name. She didn't really know this girl but she got to kiss Jack when she didn't. Jack noticed the small frown on Mary's lips as she let go of his hand.
"Oh, is that your girl?" Mary said as she sat on her bed. Another crack of lightening lit up the room. Jack could see Mary shaking. He closed her window and sat on the small love seat in her room.
"Yes. She is my best pal Davey's sistah." Jack smiled at her.
"Well, Jack, tell me all about the strike. Father told me about it vaguely." So Mary and Jack stayed up and talked for hours. Everything from Santa Fe to when Jack almost fell from the balcony of Medda's theater.
The sun slowly rose over New York City drying the puddles that had formed during the night. The city that never slept began to buzz as everyone began their day. Mary slowly awoke from her dreamless night. She noticed Jack still asleep on the small loveseat.
She smiled at him and noticed how good looking he was. How he would make a wonderful husband one day. Hopefully to her. She chuckled to herself as she pictured Jack in a tuxedo in a church.
Jack heard her chuckling and slowly awoke. He smiled as he turned and noticed Mary in her bed awake.
"Mornin' Fe. How ya sleep?" He asked as he stretched.
"Good. What about you Jack?" She smiled as she began to brush her wavy locks.
"Good enough. But I shoulds be going have to see Sarah." He said as he stood from the couch. "I'll come get you tonight and take you to see a show at Medda's. She misses you." He said with a smile. He fixed his red bandana.
"Okay. I'll be waiting. See you later Jack." Mary smiled as she stood from the bed and gave him a hug. "I am glad I am not mad at you anymore." Jack hugged her back. He opened her window and climbed out onto the fire escape.
"See ya latah Fe." Jack said as he slowly climbed down. Mary's father noticed him leaving and wasn't shocked. When Mary was younger Jack would spend the night at their apartment all the time. He was just happy that she was happy.
Jack made his way towards the Jacob's apartment and didn't know what to say to Sarah. How could he explain that he was with another girl. A much prettier girl well he didn't think that.
He climbed the fire escape and saw her waiting for him. She didn't look too happy.
"Where were you last night Jack?" She asked him in an angry tone. "David said you were with another girl. Is that true?"
"My best friend Mary who I haven't seen in ten years moved back into town. I was with her." Jack said locking yes with Sarah. He noticed a fire in her eyes that he didn't like. It kind of made her look evil.
"Well do I have to worry about this girl? You claim to be your best friend." Sarah said to him. She basically spat it at him.
"No. If youse trust me then youse would know I would never cheats on ya." Jack said as he ran his hand through his hair. When Jack had met Sarah she was different. For the past few weeks she had been on edge and a littler mean. She was never this mean when they had started seeing each other. "Well I need to goes. Carryin' the banner today." Sarah leaned in for a kiss. Jack gave her a quick peck and turned to climb down. He headed towards the distribution office and began his long day. He couldn't wait for tonight when he would see Fe again.
So this is chapter 3. I know what took so long. I'm working really hard on updating all of my stories. So look out for those. Thanks for it those who reviewed. It means so much to me. I love you guys. Keep it up. Love Silence (: