Newsies-Soulmate AU

Chapter 19

A/N so the picture above is my arm at this moment. My friends draw on my arm sometimes and now I've got this. Kind means child.

The bold letters is in Italian, I hate translate so this was the other option, enjoy.

The six boys walked inside. Race slowly letting go of Spot's hand and then Albert's.

Race tried to keep his nerves hidden, he knew his father would get mad at him otherwise. Not that he expected that he would be nice otherwise but Race always had tried to do his best for his father.

The room they entered was splitted in two parts with seats at the back walls of each side. Snyder and Race's dad couldn't reach the boys.

Race didn't dare look up afraid to meet his fathers eyes.

Spot on the other hand looked at the two men infront of him. He knew Snyder of course, everyone did. But Race's dad was a complete stranger to them.

As he studied the man he noticed how Race looked nothing like him, not even a tiny bit. He was told that Race looked a lot like his mom but he had expected to see at least a little resemblance of Race in his father but nothing at all.

Oscar and Morris also stayed pretty quiet as they also looked at the two men infront of them. The men who had given them so much trauma and troubles.

They may not have physically attacked them too much but meantally they sure had. That went from words the men had said to the things they had seen.

Albert had looked at the two men but then he had his attention turned back to Race, who was just getting more nervous by the minute.

Jack stood in the back of the group watching the Delancey's and Race with pity. If he would have the chance there would be one question he wanted to ask the two older men.

Why?

Why did they think it was alright to put young kids through all of that?

Why they hated Race and the brothers so much.

But mainly just why?

It was silent for another minute before Snyder spoke up. "Look who came back to us" He smirked.

Race couldn't see it because he still only could look at the ground but he could clearly hear it.

"Look me in the eyes boy, I didn't raise you to be a coward." Race heard his father spat at him. Race felt tears starting to well up in his eyes.

"You didn't raise me at all" He mumbled at his 'father' not noticing how he switched to his second language. He hadn't spoken very loudly but everyone had heard it.

No one had a clue what he had said and just stayed quiet but Race's dad looked fuming.

"Don't talk to your father like that. Like it or not I'm the only family you have left, deal with it" "Not true I have them" Race still spoke in Italian as he pointed to the people who stood behind him.

Tears were streaming down his face but he shook all of the others off as they tried to comfort him. They may have not understood what he had said but had understood what his father had said.

"You can believe whatever you want boy" Race's dad scoffed. "But let me tell you one thing. No one will ever love you, you can say that they're your family but you can't ignore me. Nothing is stronger than your own blood."

This seemed to trigger something in Race and before anyone else could say something Race yelled. "They're the best family in the world" He only then realized that he had been speaking in Italian the whole time.

"Love is always stronger than blood. And then still I don't ignore my own blood, I'm proud to say I'm my mothers son" He spoke proudly letting his last tears stream down his face.

"Wow, that's good for nothing woman, I can see the resemblance, you're just as weak as her"

Spot couldn't stay quiet anymore at this point, he saw how sad the last thing the man had said made Race feel. He had tried to stay quiet and not mix himself too much into this but he just couldn't stay quiet.

"Don't you feel ashamed of yourself or something"

"Who are you to speak up" Snyder scoffed.

Spot looked at Race for him to say it and the younger boy happily did. "One of my soulmates" Race smiled softly through his tears and so did the others, except Snyder and Race's dad of course they looked surprised but quickly recovered going back to their stone cold faces.

But they kept quiet and didn't have anything to say.

"Where are your big mouths now" Morris smirked.

"You watch your mouth boy" Snyder treathend.

"Or else what" Oscar stood next to his brother.

"Not much or what" Albert walked up to Race and Spot.

"You alright Racer" He asked, wiping the last tears from the younger boy's face.

"Race what a pathetic name" Race's dad said making sure everyone in the room could hear it.

"No it's a name that shows who Antonio is" Jack said standing between the two brothers and the other trio.

"Anthony"

"No, it's Antonio, that's the name mom gave me when I was born. And my nickname is Racetrack. It is what I love and I love these people I have around me" Race snapped at his father.

"Boy I thought I've learned you better than all of this, this is no way to speak or act towards your dad"

"I don't have a dad anymore, that man died together with my mom. But I know I always have her. She is always with me and has my back with everything I do and dream of. And I've gotten another mom, she gave me a lot of brothers and a few sisters." Race looks at Jack before going on.

"Because she fostert me I found Os and Mo again" He looks at the two who smile at him.

"Thanks to her fostering me I found my wonderful soulmates" He looks at Albert and Spot

"And most important I have found a home and family because of my bonus mom. So yeah I have two mom's but a dad is something I've lost a long time ago" Race cried before running out of the room.

It stayed quiet for a little while because everyone was processing what the fifteen year old just had said.

"We go find him" Spot grabbed Albert's hand and they quickly left the room.

Word count: 1065
Maybe a thirt chapter today when I'm done with school (3,5 hours to go)