Spot's POV
OW! What the-why the fuck did I just get kneed in the stomach!? Racer's movin...a LOT! He's kickin and whining a lot too! I'm sittin up now. He looks like he's havin another nightmare! Cant blame him though! He's been through a lotta shit today! He's curled up in a ball and looks really scared! Damn, this looks bad!
"Racer, hey, hey, wake up," I'm whisperin ta him but he's just gettin worse. "Baby," I said that louder and he screams a little. At least he's awake now. "Hey, that musta been pretty bad, huh," he nods and-aww no! He's tearin up! He's cried too damn much today! "Aww, baby, it's ok, I'm here." I pull him inta my lap.
"I-it was my dad." Figured. He's not fully cryin thank god.
"I know, but it's ok now, it wasn't real, you aren't there anymore, you's with me. I ain't lettin anyone hurt ya." He pulls himself closer ta me and his head's on my chest.
"I hate myself." No! Not again!
"Baby, don't say that. Please, you gotta stop thinkin like that. Nothin's your fault. It was just a bad dream, don't let it get to ya," What time is it? Where's the fuckin clock!? Oh...I'm stupid it's right there. It's almost three! "Can ya tell me what happened?"
"I was back...in my basement. I couldn't move a-and you and Al were there and my dad he-he shot you both and then I could move but...when I went ta help you you's I-I was holdin the gun and it was my dad tryin ta help you a-and he kept askin me what I did and-and-and-"
"It's ok, it didn't happen, you didn't hurt me...well you mighta kicked me in your sleep, but that doesn't matter." We's both laughin. Thank god he didn't cry again! I saved the whole thing! Wait-I hear cryin...but it's not Racer! He hears it too and we's both lookin at each other. I'm lookin aro-SHIT! THERE'S SOMEONE ON THE OTHER CHAIR! Racer's standin up! DON'T GO TOWARDS THE WEIRD RANDOM CRYIN BLANKET THING!
"El?" Oh...
"I-I'm s-sorry I-I-I d-didn't-"
"No! No, it's ok! Why're you out here though?" He's so nice! Way nicer than me, I can say that!
"J-Jack said I could sleep out here s-since I sleep right next to him."
"Ok, that's ok. Why're you cryin?"
"I-it's just...w-will Albie b-be ok?" Well fuck!
"I think so. He just got a little beat up, that's all. If I know Albert, I know he's gonna wake up for you, ok?" He's good!
"Ok. I-I just saw you and Spot hugging a-and it made me m-miss him." Too bad!
"Oh...sorry. Didn't mean ta rub it in."
"I-it's ok I ju-I just want him b-back." Oh...well that's sad. El's full on cryin and Racer's huggin him. I'll just let him handle this one.
"It's ok, he's gonna wake up and it'll all be fine."
"P-promise?" Uh I love him but he can't make that promise to him! If Al doesn't wake up he's gonna hate Racer for promisin him something that didn't happen!
"Umm-" he's lookin back to me for help.
"Listen El, we can't promise that that's gonna happen, but there's more of a chance of him wakin up than him not, we can tell ya that." I didn't know I could be that nice! Racer's really changin me...I DON'T LIKE IT!
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In the Stars ( A Sprace fan fiction)
Fanfiction"In the Stars" is a Sprace (Spot and Race) fan fiction that takes place a few months after the Newsies strike of 1899. All of the Newsies are from the broadway version. There will be swearing!!! I didn't put trigger warnings for that and I'm sorry!