Clara's POV
I closed the door to the apartment carefully, leaning against it and grinning. He kissed me, he actually kissed me. Nothing else in the world mattered for a moment because Crutchie Morris willingly kissed me
"Clara, where on earth 'ave ya been?", Morris was sitting at the table, sipping a cup of tea.
"Where's Oscar?", I ask in a desperate attempt to distract him. I walk over to the table and start unpinning my hair while looking in a mirror on the wall.
"Bathroom, just came back from a date at the fair", Morris said with a sly look on his face, watching me straighten my spine, he didn't see me? Did he?. "Lovely lass, name's Peggy, real plum", he continued, sipping his tea with a somewhat blank expression on his face.
I stood still, practically holding my breath. Who was I kidding, I knew my brothers could be cruel. I had seen the brass knuckles! I had seen the bruises on the newsies during the strike! I knew my brothers could have been behind it. After what happened with my mother they had become hard to the rest of the world. They wanted revenge on the world for what he did. I was well aware they had hurt the newsies prior to this...what if they were the ones who threw Crutchie into the refuge?
"Really? Sounds nice", I smiled sweetly and continued to unpin my hair, letting it fall loose.
"Hey 'lara", Oscar said from behind me, walking to the table and sitting down next to Morris, "did ya have fun at the fair?". Both boys smiled at me and awaited my reply. I looked at my brothers in shock. They knew I was with Crutchie.
"Yeah, t'was great", I replied, smiling and turning to walk to bed, trying to hide my fear.
"Wait a second 'lara", Morris exclaimed calmly, causing me to turn and face them.
"We's been thinking", Oscar added, "ya should come to work with us tomorrow, see what we does all day, show you some of those newsies".
I felt all the colour drain from my face. "Y-yeah, sounds like a great idea", I managed to get out. "I think I should get some sleep".
"Yeah, seems like a good idea, see ya tomorrow", Oscar said slyly, sharing a glance with Morris and could only mean something bad.
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Fanfiction"the name's Crutchie Morris". Somehow this kid managed to push my brother's words to the back of my brain. Clara Delancey has stayed away from newsies her whole life. But when she meets Crutchie Morris her life changes. But is it for the better? *C...
