A Newsie Story

Chapter 21

"Hello Uncle,"I say glaring at him.

"Well hello my dear its seems we haven't seen each other for quite some time," says glaring at me.

I grimace,"Last time at Christmas you beat me until I passed out."

"No one would a known if you hadn't of whined to that filthy mother of yours."

"My mother was not filthy. She was a good woman,"I say with a slight growl.

He smiles down at me,"Well let us not dwell on the past. Do you know why I am torturing the Delancey brothers."

"No i cant say that I do,"I shoot back.

"Their father killed my brother."

"Your brother was my father,"I say quietly.

"Yes yes he was. So I killed both the parents and the sister. Yes that was me. Do you know why I hate you,"He asks getting to the point quickly.

I pause for a moment,"You hate girls?"

"No. You ruined my marriage. After I beat you for being incompetent you told your good for nothing mother who told her favorite sister in law. My wife had all the money so I left to do the one thing I wanted most, kill the Delancey's. I will kill all of them for killing your father and you can't stop me,"He says grinning taking the mask off his face.

The face matches the voice perfectly. His cheeks are hollow and his eyes have bags upon bags. I shiver at seeing that most his teeth are gone and what once was a beautiful mustache is now a scraggly line. I step back,"I didn't ruin your marriage. You did."

He grabs me by the collar of my shirt and throws me back down. I roll on the ground holding my throbbing foot. He smiles wickedly,"Hurts doesn't it? You know that little boyfriend of yours isn't here now. By the way I plan on killing you too but I'll give you this month. You can say goodbye to your little boyfriends but you WILL come to me in a month or I will kill everyone you hold dear. I might even spare the life of the Delancey's if you come on your own. Goodbye my dear. Have a nice month."

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Davey comes back just moments later as I'm struggling to get back up. He's holding two small sandwiches but sets them on our papes gently to help me up. Once I'm up he looks at me carefully,"What happened?"

"Oh nothing. I just lost my balance is all,"I say trying not to show the fear in my eyes.

They can not know about this. No one can. Not a living breathing soul can know because I can't risk their lives anymore. In a month I will go to my uncle.

In a month I will die.

I smile at Davey sweetly,"thanks for the sandwich. Ya know you look pretty handsome today."

"Um thanks a lot. I was goin foah the whole 'livin on da street' look. I guess the ladies like it,"Davey says looking taken aback at first but then playing along.

I grimace,"The ladies do seem to go mad for you."

"But theah is only one lady who I really want goin mad foah me."

"Oh and who might that be?"

"Do you'se even have ta ask,"He says pulling me in for a kiss that only lasts a second.

I wink,"I still don't know who you like."

"You'se. I like you'se. Do I have ta shout it? I LIKE OLIVIA,"He says yelling at the top of his lungs.

I hush him by tackling him to the ground. He chuckles lightly,"Ah you tryin ta take away my virtue?"

A blush spreads across my cheeks as I realize that I am sitting on his middle section. It seems he is enjoying it too.

"You don't seem to mind,"I say grinning wickedly.

"Why make fun of a man foah his urges. I can't help that kind of thing from happenin! I bet Morris has the same thing happen everytime he sees ya! Race too,"He says flushing bright red.

I roll off him,"I'll try not to take away your virtue."

"Who says I didn't like it,"He whispers touching my hip.

A shadow crosses over us,"Ah you newsies?"

"Yes we ah sir,"I say nodding excitedly.

"I'm real sorry to interrupt whatever was going on heah but there seems to be a newsie fight a block away. I thought you might want to know about it,"He says walking off not even asking about the headline.

I look at Davey,"Lets go see which ones they are."

Don't let it be Race.

Don't let it be Race.

This is all I think as I walk over.

Please don't let it be Race.

It's Race.