17. The End is near

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I went up to Jack's "pent house" and to try to find him but I didn't

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I went up to Jack's "pent house" and to try to find him but I didn't. He wasn't up here.

Looking around I find Jack's drawings stuffed in an air vent pipe and I open them up.
Looking behind me I see Jack standing there.

"That was some speech you made."

"How'd you get here?"

"I've obviously been up here before.. it's not like I no clue." I spoke sternly.

Jack snatches his drawings from me once he saw I was holding them.
"Hey! Who said you could go through my stuff?"

Stepping back, shocked he went off like that.

"I saw them rolled up, sticking out of there. I didn't know what they were. These drawings...these are of the refuge Jack.." I started explaining but trailed off.

I grab the drawings back and examine them.

"This shows the truth of how it is in there.. three kids to a bed, rats everywhere, and vermin.. it's endless." I spoke with sorrow in my voice remembering being stuck in there.

"It's a little different from how you were raised?" He questioned me.

I cock my head back and look at him like he's crazy, "What the fuck.. you know I was in there too! How dare you."

"Snyder told my father you were arrested for stealing.. this is why? You were stealing to feed the boys. All of us." I stated finally connection all of the dots. The obvious ones I had ignored.

Jack looks embarrassed and turns away.

"I don't understand. If you were willing to go to jail for those boys, who could you turn your back on them now? I sure as hell wouldn't."

I spoke with venom, trying to understand why he would ever turn his back on all of the Newsies..

"I don't think you're anyone to talk about turning on folks." He shoots back at me.

"I never turned on you or anyone else." I spoke.
"You're the one being all flip sided with me!" I shoot back at him stepping closer.

Jack steps away and chuckles running his fingers though his hair. I can see the anger in him rising again.
"No. You just double crossed us to your father. Your father!!"

I look at him sad like but with anger still burning. He knows my father doesn't give a shit about me.

"My father has eyes on every corner of this city. He doesn't need me spying for him. And I never lied. I didn't tell you everything.." I trailed off realizing I had been shitty to him as well.

"If you weren't a girl you'd be trying to talk wit a fist in your mouth." Jack rushes to me getting close in my face holding up a fist, but without the motion of hitting me.

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