Newsies Short Stories

Race/Oscar- Hidden

I have a soft spot for Oscar. Not Morris -_-

One am in morning and Race laid awake in the newsboy lodging. His eyes scanned the room, good, nobody was awake. He slowly got of his top bunk, being careful to not wake Albert up, he grabbed his clothes and quietly put them on. He grabbed his cigar and hat and left. When he left he didn't realise Albert was looking right at him.

Race walked to an abandoned building that only had a few old mattresses and boxes.

"Hello, Racetrack." Oscar spoke in a low tone.

"Mornin' Oscar." He smiled.

"Don't ya wish sometimes that we could be civil in public." Oscar asked.

"Ise do, it'd be nice to not have to act like Ise hate youse." Race smiled at the boy.

Sometimes they did the unholy thing in here but sometimes they just sat and talked. Sometimes they just sat and kissed or hugged. It was what ever mood they were in.

They had an arrangement to meet here once a week at same time. Sometimes the arranged other times.

"Ise wish Ise didn't have to hide the fact we get on." Race admitted before putting his cigar in his mouth.

"Me too. It's hard actin' like I hate you in the Mornin' at the circulation gate." Oscar replied.

"Exactly, Ise find it hard insulting youse sometimes because youse is soft underneath and we know a lot about each other." Race pulled his cigar out of his mouth before putting it back.

"I agree." Oscar said.

Silence past the boys for a few seconds. This happened. They sat down next to each other on the floor near the wall. Oscar put his arm around Race.

"That damn cigar." Oscar said. "Gets me every time." Race laughed.

The boys weren't in a relationship. It was a hookup type thing but sometimes they just spoke. They were friends but only in secret. They were there for each other if someone needed the other. Both of them had cried on each other's shoulder.

One time Oscar cried on Race because he sick of hurting people.

"I just don't wanna soak people anymore. It's not me." Oscar mumbled into Races shoulder. Race had his arms around Oscar hugging him.

"Have you said anythin'?" Rave asked.

"Yeah." He sobbed. "They soaked me and made Morris watch. He may be cruel but his face, he was scared. He told me he hated it." Oscar sobbed.

Race sat and hugged and comforted the boy. He reassured him the best he could. Race felt the same about soaking people but sometimes you just had too.

Back to present the boys had somehow started talking about soaking. Race thought back to that night. Maybe Oscar wasn't like what anyone thought he was.

"I just hate it so much. I don't want to do it anymore." Oscar started crying again.

Race immediately wrapped his arms around Oscar. Comforting him. He didn't let go when Oscar stopped crying. He didn't let go when they moved conversations. Race want to make sure his friend, his close friend, was okay. Race didn't going back to the lodging that night. He feel asleep with Oscar in his arms.

———— morning time ————

Race came back a few minutes before the circulation bell rang. There in the lodging room was the boys looking worried. They all looked at him when he walked in.

"We was about to send someone to look for ya." Jack spoke first.

"Why? Ise old enough to be careful." Race rolled his eyes.

"Do not start this again." Davey sighed. "Where ya go Race? We was worried."

"Ise saw him sneak out last night." Albert said. He looked like he hadn't slept and he didn't.

"Albert..." Race put his hand on his head.

"Where youse go?" Jack asked/demanded.

Luckily Race was saved by the circulation bell. The boys all got up and headed down to the square. Oscar was serving today and Morris was taking the money. Weasel must have been ill.

"Where's weasel?" Jack asked Morris. "Finally come to his senses and leave ya?" Race immediately looked at Oscar when Jack that. The boys father left when they were young.

Oscars eyes filled with pain and hurt. Race knew Oscar remembered the day his father left so much.

"Mr Wiesel is ill actually." Morris spat.

Oscar stayed quiet. Normally he'd have backed his brother up.

"Youse got nothing to say today, Oscar. Not like youse at all. Bet ya missing Daddy Weasel." Jack laughed.

"Hey!" Race shouted. "That ain't funny Jack." Race said walking over to Oscar and taking him to the side.

The boys all watched as Race checked on Oscar. Even Morris just stood there. They watched with confused expressions but they changed to shocked when Race hugged Oscar. Race rubbed circles on his back. You could see Oscar was on the verge of tears or was crying.

The two boys pulled away from the hug and Race double checked Oscar was alright before whispering to him to meet him later and then going back. Race gave Morris the money and took his papes of Oscar. He tipped his hat at Oscar and left.

"So, that's where he went." Albert said with a mixture of shock and pain.

"What youse done to him, Delancey." Jack spat at Oscar.

"What? I ain't done anythin'." Oscar said still upset.

Morris walked over to Jack.

"Leave him alone, Kelly. I'm sure Higgins would have said somethin' if Oscar was doing anythin'. So back off." Morris said.

Oscar looked at him shocked. He didn't expect his brother to stand up for him about this.

———time skip my dudes ———

The newsies were waiting for Race when he returned.

"Don't start. Leave me be. Ise can talk to who Ise like." Race said not making eye contact.

"We was just gonna say be careful." Albert said walking over to him and placing a hand on his shoulder. Him and Albert always had something there.

That night Race snuck out as normal and met up with Oscar. It was different this time though because both the boys were calmer.

A/N- 1025 words. That's the longest story on here so far. This is honestly trash tho I apologise.