A Newsie Story

Chapter 29

It's day 21. I have just woken up between Race and Davey and the guilt is starting to set in. They both want me like that as well and I chose Morris. Why did I choose Morris? I think I'm in love with Race and I just did that to him. I am starting to fall in love with Davey as well. This isn't right. Did I just choose Morris because he hasn't ever had a girl before?

I have a serious headache and a few other parts of me are aching too. I'm the worst person in the world except maybe my Uncle.

Oh yeah.

My uncle.

The uncle who saw everything that I did with Morris because I was an idiot. Is it possible for me to go back in time and not do what I did? Trust me when I say it was great but I could of hurt everyone in this house by doing it.

Race tosses and turns next to me obviously stuck in a bad dream. I turn to him to try to comfort him but he starts to look desperate. He is going to fall off the bed if he doesn't snap out of it. I get on top of him straddling his middle so that he will stop moving. He does stop moving but he also wakes up.

His eyes are terrified but when he sees me sitting as I am he lets out a chuckle,"I wish I could wake up from every nightmare like this."

That's it. I'm done. The tears start flowing freely down my cheeks as I scoot off of him. Davey is still sleeping. Race leans over to touch my face gently,"Hey what's da matta?"

"I did something that you and Davey would hate me foah,"I say trying not let my voice crack.

Race's face grows pale,"You'se can tell me anythin an I won't hate ya. I could neva hate ya."


"Morris an I did things yesterday,"I say after a moment.

The change in Race's eyes is instantaneous. A little shiver runs over his body and his eyes grow wide,"What do you'se mean by things?"

I close my eyes trying to not remember every moment of it,"Please don't make me say it."

"Please don't mean what I think ya mean,"Race says grabbing my hands.

I just hang my head letting my tears show exactly what I mean. He starts to stand angrily,"Did he make you'se do these things?"

"No we decided togetta,"I say standing as well.

Race sits down hard on the floor. I have broken him. What I did has broken him. He stares up at me angrily with tears glinting in his eyes,"Is this whole thing a game ta you? You'se got three boys in love wit ya so you'se pick one at random and grant him his wish? Morris doesn't know ya. I do! Well I don't know if I do anymoah. This ain't like you'se Olivia. The real you wouldn't a let yourself hurt us like that."

"Ya know what you'se ah? You'se ah just like all dem udda hussies that go around tryin ta feed theah urges. I don't think I wanna associate myself with one a them goils,"Race finishes as he leaves the room slamming the door behind him.

I don't know if I'll ever be able to stop crying as I plop down on the floor. By this point Davey has woken up and is staring at me sadly,"Did you'se really do dat wit Morris?"

I nod standing to face him. His features have turned soft as he sees the regret and fear in my eyes. Fear of losing my two very best friends in the world.

"It happens, I guess. Somethin is wrong wit you'se though. Not just what happened yesterday. What has happened lately,"Davey asks stepping towards me carefully.

I try not to show that I am hiding something as I whisper,"Nothing."

Davey sits beside me,"Whateva is goin on, you can tell me. I won't walk outta heah like Race."

"Davey this is a serious question. What would you do if someone said that you had to choose between dying or living with all your friends dead,"I ask touching his leg gently.

Davey does not even hesitate,"I would die a course."

I stare ahead silently. I almost thought of not going to my uncle when the month was over but now I know I will. If Davey would do that for me, then I have to do it for him. I smile at him,"Thank you for being honest. Now will you be honest again for me. Do you think Race will ever forgive me?"

"He'll forgive ya. He loves you'se an he jus wants you'se ta love him back,"Davey says looking a little hurt at the mention of Race.

"Davey, will you ever forgive me."I ask knowing that he hates me inside too.

He sighs,"I'm just a little sad is all. I'm mad at him, but I woulda taken advantage a da opportunity if it had presented itself ta me too. Now you'se should just go back to sleep. You'se haven't been sleepin too well lately. Get some rest. We'll cova foah ya."

Ilya back down on the old bed and let Davey tuck me in. I fall asleep right as he closes the door.


*I APOLOGIZE FOR THE SMALLNESS OF THIS CHAPTER! I HAVE BEEN REALLY BUSY WITH SCHOOL LATELY. SOON THE PLAY EILL BE OVER AND I'LL BE ABLE TO WRITE MORE OFTEN. THANK YOU FOR READING!*