Okay, for Tonight || Newsies Race x Oscar

Chapter 15 - Oscar - Nerves and Breaks

- Chapter 15 - Nerves and Breaks -
Warnings: Abuse, Anxiety, Beatings
Third Person POV

Oscar walks nervously with his brother and a good amount of Newsies.

He was picking at his nails, playing with the cuffs of his sleeves, among other things, all of them being nervous habits of his.

He was nervous for multiple reasons, so he made a list, which probably didn't help but he had nothing else to do but worry.

Here it is;

1. Race could be- actually, he is probably very hurt, and Oscar doesn't like it when he's hurt.

2. Weasel and Snyder could catch him and Morris and bring them, and any other Newsies, to the Refuge, and Oscar and Morris would be severely punished.

3. Race could be hurt, and Oscar doesn't want him to be hurt. He would also be more hurt if they didn't save them, and Oscar really didn't want him to be hurt.

4. Race could be broken. Like, Snyder and Weasel know how to break people, and they're not afraid to.

5. Race could die and Oscar didn't want to go to his boyfriend's funeral anytime soon.

6. Did I mention that Oscar knows Race could be hurt and he doesn't want Race to be in pain since Race doesn't deserve that?

That's the list, though Oscar's mind was coming up with more reasons to be nervous by the second.

His head was spinning, like Davey would say.

Oscar liked Davey, Davey always tried to stay positive in hard times. Maybe I could try to be positive?

Maybe Race is perfectly fine? Oscar's mind tried to be positive, but it was failing, unlike Oscar's nerves. He's definitely not fine. This is Weasel and Snyder who have him for God's sake!

Oscar sometimes wished that he could shut his mind up.

And this was one of those times.

It felt like it went on and on and it wasn't helping Oscar's nerves.

He just wanted to see his boyfriend, kiss him and hug him.

Was that too much to ask?

Yes. Oscar's mind bitterly states, it's too much to ask because people can't let 'street rats' be happy.

Like, we spend our whole childhood working for these people to try and survive, without complaint and being nice, but they don't care!

Yeah. They don't care one bit, and when we take over the city, we're gonna change that, Oscar silently promises. We are gonna help the street kids, treat them with respect like they're actual human beings instead of rats, because that's what they are.

"Oscar!" Someone shouts, startling Oscar, who falls backwards into someone's arms.

I feel like a baby, Oscar frowns. A baby who can't do anything but cry, and is a huge burden, and who everyone hates...