A Delancey Sister || Newsies Fanfic (Remaking)

Chapter 3 - What happened?

Like my meme up there?
Amelia POV

Jack yells for the boys to hit the streets and they all yell "Carrying the Banner" back. I go with Racetrack and Albert, because everyone is splitting up. Jack said he would check up on us later and when he did, I would go with him and Crutchie.

It's a little awkward because we all have very different lives.

"So, tell us 'bout yerself'" Race says, trying to start a conversation.

"Um, I like the color blue, and I like singing and dancing. I don't know, there's nothing really interesting about me" I say, "You two?"

"I likes 'da color red, 'nd we's both like singing 'nd dancing" Albert says.

"Da only difference 'bout us, besides 'da appearance, is that I like blue 'nd he, as he said, likes red. We're best friends" Race says.

"That's cool" I say.

Later in the day

I was having lots of fun with Albert and Race, we kept goofing off, but they were still working selling papes. Apparently, I'm light so they kept picking me up. I don't think I'm light, but apparently I am.

A few minutes go by and Jack comes running up to us.
"Amelia!" He yells from a little down the street. He looked stressed and worried.

"Yeah?" I ask, his expression making me kinda nervous.

"Yer' brudders'" he starts, "Oscar ran ta us with Morris unconscious and he looked pretty beat up, we need ya ta come ta da' lodging house."

No... no! No! This cannot be happening! The last time this happened...
"Take me to them now!" I say! They can obviously tell that I'm freaking out and that I know what's wrong, but they wait to ask questions until later. Race, Albert, and I follow Jack to the lodging house.

When we got there, I run in and find the Newsie they call Specs and a few others bandaging my brothers and Morris still unconscious.

"Melia" Oscar says.

"Oh my god..." I say, "No... No... what did he do?!"
The Newsies clearly look confused, they have no idea what's going on and are also shocked that they're helping the Delancey brothers.

"Morris... he said he had enough of beating kids up... I tried to defend him... he got the worst of it..." Oscar says.

"Was it?..." I ask, and Oscar nods. I feel a tear run down my face. The Newsies look confused and pitiful at the same time.

"Wat is happening?" Race asks.

"Um..." I begin, more tears streaming down my face, "So... when my brothers refuse to hurt other kids, Snyder or Uncle Wiesel beat them up to teach them a lesson... Morris and Oscar don't like beating up kids, especially Morris..."

"Today Morris had had enough of it, and Snyder got mad, really mad..." Oscar explains.

Race, Albert, Jack, Specs, and all the other Newsies in the room looked shocked, they would've never guessed that this was happening to them.

"I'm so sorry, 'nd we fought back, making it worse for ya..." Albert says.

"Not your fault, you were trying to keep yourself and others safe" Oscar says.

"Well, dis is why dey call him Snyder the Spider" Jack says, causing us all to laugh a little bit.

A little later Morris wakes up and we head home, at home we see a very angry Uncle Wiesel. He starts yelling at the three of us, occasionally slapping one of my brothers. He continues to yell at us until he gets so mad that he throws a beer bottle at me. Oscar and Morris see it, but they're too late. The bottle hits my head and I see black spots covering my vision. Before I black out I feel Morris lift me up frantic and Oscar screaming at Uncle Wiesel that he could hurt them, but not me. That's when I black out, the last thing I hear is,
"We're gonna help you, don't worry" from a frantic Morris.

Hope your enjoying the story, it got a little dark this chapter, but it'll get better.
Translation:
Brudders' - Brothers
Wat - What
'Bout - About
Da' - The
'Nd - And
Ta - To
Yer' /Ya - You/Your/You're
Dis - This
Dey - They