Newsies: On the frontier.

Chapter 12: Storm Brooklyn.

Well. Lots of tears tonight.

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Chapter 12: Storm Brooklyn.

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Richie's body was covered up by a white sheet of cloth. I sobbed into Crutchie's arms, he held me as tightly as he could. Mush was kneeling on the ground, holding his hat tightly as he sobbed. Jack was no where to be seen. Clancy pulled the injured together, Davey talked with Jonsey about working out the strike. Isaac and Sweets gathered the fallen, and helped collect the Delanceys. They were shipped straight off to the boys institute of wrong doing.

I walked with Crutchie for most the way, sobbing into his neck. He rubbed my arm, cuddling me as we moved along the streets. The Newsie's walked slowly behind us, holding their banners high. Davey and Jonsey were still deep in conversation, and Mush walked with Clancy. They often got on well, because they both had a the fondness of girls. Isaac held Sweets on his shoulders, while the Asian boy, who's name I'd learned, Ming, he moved ahead of the others, chanting out calls into the on looking crowd.

We slowly made our way onto the Brooklyn bridge, where we met police on either side. We had blocked traffic from passing, and trams were backed up all the way. They chanted and called, but we faught back, even louder. And yet, Jack had vanished. He was gone. And I was so confused. It wouldn't of been right without Jack and Spot. We needed Brooklyn, and I think we all realized this, when the Cripz' appeared at one end of the bridge. They were armed with bats, and chains, and sticks and metal rods. They came swinging, knocking out half a line of boys from Harlem.

'FOR RICHIE!' A boy yelled, charging forward with a group of seven other nameless newsies.

'FOR OLLIE!' Another yelled, and Mush, Clancy, Isaac and Sweets leaped forward, swinging their fists.

'FOR THE NAMELESS NEWSIES!' We all called, and we surged. Majority of it was a blur. It felt like time had been sped up. Everything buzzed past, the kids falling, bleeding, dying. I'd never known to see so many bodies on the ground. I felt my stomach lurch as I passed a small boy, his face disfigured with a metal bat. His eyes were wide open as he bleed from his mouth. I leaned down and closed his eyes, shaking my head.

Our numbers were dwindling, and we had half as many Newsies. Mush was beating off three older men, Crutchie knocked down one, Isaac thrashed through ten at a time, and Clancy kicked them at the knees. But we needed Jack, we needed Spot. We NEEDED Brooklyn. And they came, just as we called them. The climbed up the bridge, popping through the places. But Spot was no where to be seen, and then I saw him. Spiraling down the wires of the bridge, William and Jack behind him. I don't think I've been more happy and excited to see those three people. And so we fought on into the night, cheering as more Cripz' fell, until we were left, and we had won. It was announced by the head of Police, and we ate like kings that night.

We mourned the dead, and healed the injured. But I don't think I'ver ever danced like that before. I spun around with Mush, and he did this really cool trick, lifting me up in the air, and twirling me around. I felt like a real ballerina. I felt like a princess, it was amazing. I danced with Crutchie, he swung me around, and around. I sang at the top of my voice, and every time I turned to either one of those boys, they watched on. Spot smiled at me, his eyes glinting in the dark. Jack's blatant stare stung right through me, and William's graceful admiring eyes gave me goosebumps. We ate cake, and drank unknown drinks, but they made me feel fuzzy inside. I'd never had so much fun. Clancy and I slow danced for a while, spinning me around on my toes. Isaac lifted me on his shoulders as we all sang together. Sweets did the waltz with me for a while, as I floated through the group of boys like a fairy. Finally, Spot invited me to the roof, where I'd never been before.

'C'mon Queen 'Stasia.' He smirked. He held my hand as we walked the staircase. I was greeted by two familiar faces, Jack and Will. The moon was full over the sleeping city, and the stars were more bright than I'd ever seen them.

'Is this some sort of convention?' I chuckled. I avoided Jack's eyes, as they searched my body. He leaned on the wall, looking over to me. 'Am I in trouble.' I asked.

William shook his head, rubbing his jawline. 'We need to know something, Ana.' He said. He looked seriously at me, his head tilted to the side, looking me up and down. 'Who do you love?' He asked.

Spot tucked his hands into his pockets, standing with his gentleman swagger, William flicked his hair, and Jack held his blatant gaze. Who did I love? Honestly - I loved .. A lot of people. But I didn't need or wanted to be confronted about it.

'I- I don't know. I'm still working it out for myself.' I hung my head in shame. I was such a let down. Spot walked up, rubbing my bare shoulders, he pulled me into his warm, gentle embrace.

'Jus' know, dat' we loves you.' He lifted my chin, his eyes staring straight into my own. 'And 'dat'll never change. No matta' what.' He confirmed. I nodded in agreement. Spot kissed my cheek before heading down the stairs.

William walked up, hugging my shoulders. His touch was so soft, it felt like butter. 'I'm sorry.' He finally said. I squeezed him back. 'So am I'. I kissed his cheek, and he left returning the favour. I was left on the roof with Jack, and he finally moved over to me.

He wrapped his arm around my neck, pulling my face into his strong chest. He pressed his lips to the top of my head, rubbing my back. He sighed deeply. 'I'll always love you Ana.' He admitted. He pulled me away, kissing my cheeks. 'I love you like a sister.' He said. He nipped my nose with his lips.

'Stop giving me blatant stares then.' I scolded playfully. He nodded happily. He kissed my cheek once again, before pulling away, and leaving the stairs.

I moved over to the edge of the roof, leaning onto the brick wall, breathing out deeply. So much had happened, in a month and a half. I don't think I'd ever experience anything like this again, ever. And it was wonderful. I undid my long hair, and brushed out my hair with my fingers. I cringed as I caught the knots, chewing my lip.

I could hear foots steps climbing up the stairs, but I kept my back turned. I heard his feet his the roof top, moving over to me. He hummed silently to himself. I heard something hit the floor with him. It could of been Crutchie's crutch, or Spot's cane. I could feel his eyes on my back. I smirked to myself, wondering who it was. Before I knew it, his hand closed around my eyes. He spun me around, and I found myself in this mystery person's arms. Without pulling his hands away, he leaned down and kissed me on the lips. And I don't think I'd ever want to be kissed by anyone other than this person, ever again.

Last chapter tomorrow, and then I'll start planning the seaquel. :) Love you all! Vote & Comment!!