them brooklyn boys⚡️sprace

I dont have a name for this chapter s00000

Kathrine explained to Race that, apparently, the men ( which weren't really men, more like older boys ) in the black coats were Newsies from Richmond and The Bronx trading off information about the whole selling on other newsies turfs thing. Which, if you must know, was not getting any better. There had been a rally the other night between Manhattan and Flushing because they both had the same fears about this whole thing. Normally, it would be brushed off. But nope. As long as things didn't go to complete shit, though. Things should be fine.

Spot had been slugging around the lodging house. Nobody had asked what was wrong because, are you an idiot? You don't ask the King Of Brooklyn about his feelings. He wished he hadn't made the intimidating mark on all of the boys sometimes. Over at Manhattan when one of them was sad they had just about everyone crowding around to ask what was wrong. They couldn't provide much but they at least had the feeling of knowing someone was there for them. Spot had just blown the one chance he had at someone actually checking in to see if he was okay. The guilt of it hung over his shoulders, and he assumed it would for a very, very long time. Spot had said the words so coldly just so he could keep his reputation as a heartless asshole. Better yet, Jack probably knew about it. Even better yet, Jack would probably be over to Brooklyn sometime soon to pound him into the ground. Because they were a family, in Manhattan. They were one in Brooklyn too, but they didn't fess up to enjoying each other's company as easily. Spot didn't wanna say it, but he might've been jealous for the first time. Or it may have been worry that Race had moved on like they hadn't known each other for a significant amount of time. Like Spot hadn't even existed. This was the opposite of true, though. It took Race almost a week to get his sarcastic demeanor back, and even then he wasn't the same. He was beat up and bruised inside and out but he was Racetrack Higgins so he had to pull on a smile and pretend like everything was okay. Did anyone know this, though? No. Either way, Spot felt terrible. Because he'd never thought he'd push Race away. Because Race got a kick out of it when Spot asked if he was scared of him. Because he was the only one who Spot wasn't scared to talk about his feelings with and now he had nobody except his asshole of a mother and the boys who were all scared to death by him. Truth be told, he wanted to walk right back into Race's life like it was no big deal. That wouldn't happen though because it takes a big heart to forgive the move that Spot just pulled, even he wouldn't forgive himself. Not that Race doesn't have a big heart, Spot just had an ego too big an the time. Still, in  retrospect he could've let him down a lot easier.

❤️SHORT CHAPTER BECAUSE REASONS🖤