Chapter 23: Anything

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Ok I don't know what chapter but I mixed up Stitches and Patches. So if i get it wrong again Stitches is Queens newsie and Patches is Harlem

Night Before

1:55 AM

Harlem
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Race had his head against the hard uncomfortable wall. This was the only way he could "relax". His head was killing him and he felt so...dead, the word you could use, I guess. He knew he had blood stains on him but what could he do. He was in the lodge in Harlem.

Freya and Spilts fell asleep a while back. That's all you could do. Sleep, eat, worry, plan and worry more. Or Race's case get beat up more.

After June disappeared he demanded what happened to her and shouted at the boys. Causing for another hard beating. When would this ever end? Couldn't the turf war just be over.

As he thought about this Racetrack put his head up.  Soon a light and boys came down the stairs. This is the most anyone had visited them. They didn't have any light down here so candles were used to light the place.

"Nice to see you're up Racer"

"What ya want Venom?" Race mumbled not ready for his "games".

Hick then went over to Freya and Spilts and shook them until they woke up.

"Hey...HEY! What's that for?" Freya shouted at them after being woken up. The Harlem newsie didn't reply as their leader stood before them. Venom then took something out of his pocket a pocket knife.

Race's eyes grew "That's mine and you know it!"

"You never seem to use it." Venom looked at the pointed end of the knife. Race spat out "We'll I'm not f/ucked up like you!"

"Hey shut it!" Zack shouted across to Race. Spilts began to laugh saying "Wow. Zack your so intimidating. My. You might be scarier than Spot-"

"Shut up!"

"Hey!" Venom put his hand up "This is a calming matter. There won't be any fights. Not now" He gave the knife to Liam. Race gave a stern look at him as he went to the ropes. Ready to fight back Race was surprised to see he was cutting to ropes.

"You're free to go-"

"You're lying!"

"He's right" Liam said going to Spilts. "You can go back now" Freya and Spilts looked at one another before getting pulled off the ground be a Harlem newsie.

"This must be a trick!"

"Nope not at all" Venom went over to the duo. "Your princess got you out. Cost her information but she manged to do it"

"She's leaving too, right?" Race said. He was then held by Hick and Patches  as he was to bruised and tired to do so himself.

"It was her deal. She's staying"

"She can't stay!" Race exploded.

"She chose to-"

"Like I'm going to believe that!" Race sarcasticly laughed. He tried to get out of their grip but he was too weak to do so. "Can..Can I least say goodbye?" He sighed a bit putting his head down. His body was in so much pain.

He could've gussed laughs would be his answer. The boys made jokes about him and June. He was only protective as he saw her as a little sister nothing more. Also the fact Spot would kill him if he didn't protect her.

"You know she's a minor right?-"

"SHUT UP, HICK!" The three newsies shouted at him. It was now Spilts turn to shout "Just let him see the damn girl! 5 minutes that's all we need" 

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