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The 1920's {Crutchie}

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"No, Crutchie!" I groaned.

"Why not?" He asked adorably.

"Because..." I said.

"Because....?" He repeated.

"Because I said because," I replied smartly with a smug look on my face.

I saw his face drop for a second then return back to normal in a second. He looked at me in adoration and care. I couldn't help but inwardly awe at his cute face but I couldn't show any signs of interest so I stood there with a (fake) annoyed expression on my face.

"Come on Y/N, all I'm asking for is one date. That's it," he begged and I shook my head.

It's not that I wasn't attracted to Crutchie, it's quite the opposite actually. I find him so cute and I really like him but this is the twenty's for goodness sake! A time period where a girl like me can't even be seen in public with a guy like him.

"No, Crutchie. How else would you like for me to say it? Nope, nuh-uh, nah, never gonna happen," I said cruelly before speed walking away.

I didn't want to treat Crutchie like that. Truly I didn't but I had to. It's what's best for the both of us. Crutchie has it hard enough with people making fun of his leg but imagine him being with a colored girl on top of that. The very thought hurt me but not as much as turning away Crutchie did.

——————————————    The Next Day   ————————————

I was walking through the busy streets of New York before I heard what sounded like someone calling my name. At first I thought it was nothing so I decided to ignore it. I continued walking but then the voice started getting louder and louder until it sounded like it was right behind me. I turned around and there stood... Jack?

"Y/N," he panted out as he grabbed his knees. "What's wrong? You deaf or something? I've been calling for the last five minutes."

Jack's a friend of Crutchie's. I guess you could say he's my friend too considering how much time we've been around each other. Jack's a good guy. He doesn't judge or treat me like most folks.

"Jack? What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"Chasing after you clearly," he said as he finally stood up straight. "What's the matter with you? Why do you keep rejecting Crutchie?"

"Excuse me?" I began before I got cut off.

"What you don't like him or something?" Jack asked.

"No, it's just that-" I got cut off again.

"Then what's the problem? You like him, he likes you. As far as I'm concerned that's all that matters."

"Jack!" I exclaimed. "I like Crutchie. I really do but I can't be with him. Not when times are like this."

I saw Jack look at me confused for a moment before realization dawned on him.

"Oh," he began. "Is it because you're..."

"Yes," I nodded. "Yes, it is. I can't just go around with Crutchie no matter how much I love him."

"Woah!" Jack exclaimed. "Did you just say 'love'? You love Crutchie?"

I was just as shocked as him. I couldn't believe those words just came out my mouth. I didn't know how to react so I just did the first thing that came to mind. I ran.

*************************   Time Skip    *************************

I sat in an alley with my head down. I couldn't stop thinking about I said earlier. I got knocked out of my thoughts when I heard someone say my name.

"Y/N, are you okay?"

I looked up and saw Crutchie standing in front of me with a worried expression on his face. I silently nodded before putting my head back down.

"You don't look okay," he said.

"I said I'm okay Crutchie! What more do you want from me? Jeez!" I snapped but felt immediately guilty after. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," he mumbled, sounding a bit hurt. "Y/N? Why don't you like me?"

I immediately shot up after he said that. I felt many things because of that question. Mostly surprised, shocked, upset, angry.

"Is it because I'm not like the other guys? Because of my leg? Or is it because of something else I did wrong?" he continued.

Obviously I was angry at myself. Angry I let such a sweet, wonderful boy feel that he was unworthy of me when in reality it was the opposite. I felt tears fill my eyes but I didn't let them fall. I couldn't let them fall.

"No, no, not at all. Crutchie there's nothing wrong with you. In fact it's quite the opposite. In a different world, in a different time we've could've been together no problem. But now, now isn't the right time. The world isn't ready for us-"

"But I'm ready for us and I know you are too. So, what's the problem?" he asked.

"Everyone!" I exclaimed as the tears finally fell. "Everyone is. We have a hard enough time being who we are as individuals but imagine us together. We'd never make it."

Crutchie looked deep into my tear filled eyes and grabbed my hand.

"If I don't make it then at least I'd die knowing that I had you," he told me quietly, almost whispering.

"You'd die because of me," I cried.

"No," he began. "I'd die for you."