We get to Brooklyn and I hear a few catcalls and then I feel someone coming up behind me. I look and its not any of my friends. I feel them get close and I turn around and punch them. The sudden movement made my head throb. I walk up to Jack and cuddle into him, he's always been like another brother to me.
"Maybe I shoulda stayed."
Jack nods and we approach a pile of crates.
"Well if it isn't Jack be nimble, Jack be quick." I hear a voice say. I search around for the source and then he jumps down in front of us. I fall for him.
"You's movin' up in da woild Spot, got a riva view an' everythin'" Jack says
"So I'm hearin' things from little birdies in Harlem and Queens and all over. They're chirpin' in myear: 'Jackie-boy's Newsies are playin' like they're goin' onstrike'" Spot chuckles
"We's not playin'. We are's on strike- it's-" Davey blurts out
Spot looks at Jack. "What's this Jackie Boy? Some kinda walkin' mouth'?"
I step out from behind Jack and walk up to Spot. "It's a mouth with a brain -- andif you got half-a-one you'll listen." I say getting in his face
"Well what do we have here? A goil?" Spot eyes me suspiciously. He gets up and whispers in my ear. "Y'know Sweetheart, it ain't safe for a pretty goil like you's self to be in Brooklyn."
"I can handle myself thank ya very much." I retort back
Spot looks at Jack. "You's got you's self a feisty one Jacky Boy. I's wouldn't let her's outta my sight if I's was you's."
Jack sighs. "Are ya joinin' or not?"
"How do I know you punks won't run the first time some goon comes atcha witha club? How do I know you're in it to win? Spot asks
"Because I's tellin' you's." I say
"Not good enough, Sweetheart. You gotta show me." He says
"Call me Sweetheart one more time!" I yell getting in his face
Spot turns to walk away but stops and turns back around.
"If you's can show me that you's are really inta dis, den maybe I's'll reconcida'" Spot says the he turns and walks off
"Jack?" I say looking at him
"Yeah, Fox?"
"Can we go's home?"
"Sure Fox."
We start the walk back home and when we near the lodging house I turn to Jack.
"I's gonna take a walk. I's won't be long."
"Ok Fox. Just be back before dark."
I nod, then turn and walk away. After a few minutes, I start humming to myself. Then something unexpected happens. A hand reaches around behind me and clamps shut over my mouth. I try to scream but it comes out as a muffled whimper. I am dragged to an alley and pinned against the wall. I had been through this before. I open my eyes and see the same dude from yesterday holding me. Fuck.
"Well, we meet again. Like before, I just want what I paid for." he snarls
"You paid for a newspaper." I spit out
"What I paid for, is you. What are ya doing out this late anyways?"
"None of your business."
That got him mad. He pulls my head forward and pushes it roughly back against the wall. Again. He starts kissing down my neck. The same stuff he did last time. Again, I am unable to move. I slump against the wall expecting him to keep kissing but he stop. Thank God. Then I realize what he was doing. Shit. He pulled my cap off of my head and unclips my suspenders. I knew where this was going. I started struggling again and he chuckles.
"Poor thing. You're helpless."
I try to fight against him and he keeps me still.
"Stop. Please." I cry
He laughs again. Trying to unbutton my shirt.
I scream at the only time I can. Good thing is, we are close to the lodging house. Jack can help.
"HELP ME!" I scream
The man forces a hand over my mouth.
"What did I tell you would happen if you yelled?" He asks angrily
I cry feeling faint. "help." I mumble
The man gives up on the buttons and rips my shirt. I cry again and fall. Someone heard me.
"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY SISTER!" someone yells
Race.
I cry as I hear punches and a body hit the ground. I feel hands on my shoulders and flinch.
"Y/n are you's okay? Did he hurt you's? What happened?" He asks. I don't stop crying and he sees my ripped shirt. "Shit, Y/n." He looks at the man. "You's are sick!" He yells taking me into his arms hugging me. "Let's get you home."
I wrap my arms around him and he picks me up. (A/n: Race is kinda of like Jack in muscle.) He carries me inside the lodging house and looks at Jack who was talking to Mr. Kloppman.
"Jack. He got her again."
Jack looks at me and Mr.Kloppman gasps. I am walked into a room and laid on a couch. We are in Mr.Kloppman's room.
"Mush!" Jack calls
Mush runs in and sees me.
"Holy-! What happened?"
"Later. Go get her a new shirt." Jack says
Mr. Kloppman walks out and comes back in with a shirt from Mush and a first-aid kit. He gives them to Race and walks out.
"Y/n. What happened?" Race asks
I try to tell him but start crying.
"Hey it's ok." Race tells me
I take a breath and start to talk. "I went on a walk and he came up behind me and grabbed me. He dragged me into an alley and pinned me against the wall. The same as last time. I screamed for help but he rammed my head into the wall again. I couldn't do anything. I gave up but then he unclipped my suspenders and took off my cap. Then he tried to unbutton my shirt but eventually just ripped it." I start crying. "He was- he was gonna-"
I am cut off by Race and Jack hugging me. I groan in pain and they let go. They clean my cuts and wash the blood off of my face. They go to leave for the night but I stop them.
"Wait." They turn around. "Thank you guys. Race? Will you stay?"
Race nods and walks back over.
"I's so sorry Race." I cry
He hugs me. "It ain't ya fault."
He lays on the floor next to the couch and grabs my hand.
"I's promise ya sis. I won't eva let anyone near you's again."
"Thank you, Race." I say and fall asleep
YOU ARE READING
There I'll be, Ain't I pretty? (Spot Conlon x Reader)
Fiksi PenggemarY/n Higgins, the only and best female newsie. She is woken up one morning and goes to get her papers to find that the prices have been raised. When given a job she asked to tell the Brooklyn newsies only to be told no. She goes anyways and meets S...
