- Chapter 44 - Admitting that he's a Half Brookie -
Warnings: Slight problems, bullies, abuse
Third Person POV
Spot stops in his tracks, an eyebrow raising. "Why is there a Manhattan Fallen Angel on my turf?" He questions. "Playing games with my boys?" He adds.
"He's playing Poker with us." Brush states, pointing to Race.
Race looks up at Spot, before looking back at his cards. "Ask Jack." He mutters.
Spot turns around, finding Jack, leaning against a crate, his arms crossed. He raises an eyebrow. "What do you need, Kelly?" Spot questions.
Jack sighs. "I need Race to stay here for a bit." He says softly.
Race shoots up.
"What?!" Race and Spot exclaim in unison.
Ace picks Race's cards- that had been face down-up, looks at said cards, and places them back down.
Race looks down at him. "Ace, you cheater." He mutters.
Ace looks up at him. "You'd do the same." He responds, looking back at his own cards.
The boys around them laugh.
"Hold up," Spot starts, a hand out as he tried to process the situation. "You want him to stay in Brooklyn?" He asks, his eyes wide.
Race looked slightly heartbroken and confused. "Why?" He whispers.
Is he getting rid of me?
Do they all hate me now?
They just don't want to deal with me anymore?
Jack immediately place his hands on Race's shoulders, staring him in the eyes. "Don't think that was, Toni." He tells him. "You know that's never going to be a reality. We all love you." He reminds him.
Race felt tears sting his eyes, but he blinked them away, refusing to cry in front of the Brooklyn Newsies. "Then why?" He whispers, his voice breaking.
Jack sighs deeply. "Because, even if you aren't a full Brooklyn Newsies, you're still half Brooklyn and you know that." He reminds him. "You already don't have a good relationship with Revenge, Impulse, and Scar, so it would be best for your safety to keep you here." He tells him.
Race stares at the ground, falling silent.
Spot raises an eyebrow at Jack.
Jack looks around. "Anywhere you can talk in privacy?" He asks quietly.
Spot nods, gesturing for him to follow him.
A few minutes later
Spot walks out of the Brooklyn Lodging House, Jack trailing behind him.
They found Race sitting on a crate on the dock, a few Brooklyn Newsies around him to try to get him to talk.
He was just shuffling his cards, his cigar in his mouth.
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