The One (A Spot Conlon Love Story) COMPLETED

Chapter 8: The New Scab

Jewel P.O.V.

The next morning we decide to continue the strike. We will do it for Crutchy and for Jack. Brooklyn shows up and the same newsies come. We hear the circulation bell ring and police are surrounding us, blocking us off this time.

A person that looks awfully familiar comes out first with Weasel in a new suit and papes in his hands. "J-Jack?" I say.

I see Spot talking with Race up front. I get in between them and point at Jack.

"What?" Race asks.

"Just tell me I'm seeing things. Just tell me I'm seeing things." Spot says.

"No, you ain't seeing things. That's Jack. What's he doing?" Race asks.

"He's dressed like a scabber!" Spot adds.

"Jack? Jack, look at me, will ya? Come on, it's
me, Mush. Look at me. What are you doin', Jack?" Mush pushes in front of us.

"This ain't happening. This can't be happening.
What are you doin' Jack? Come on, what are you doin'?" Kid Blink asks.

"Come on. What is this? Where'd you get them clothes?" says Boots.

"Mr. Pulitzer picked them out himself. A special gift to a special new employee." Weasel smirks at us.

"He sold us out!" Spot looks at me.

"I'll give you a new suit! You bum! I'll soak ya!" I try to calm Race down but get angry myself.

"Hey, hey, hey! Let me get my hands dirty. Come here you dirty rotten scabber! Traitor!" Spot tries to get passed the bulls but gets held back.

David and I just stare at Jack.

"Aww. You wanna talk to him? Come on, come on. Sure. Got right ahead" Weasel let's us both in.

"So, this is why you didn't escape last night. You're a liar! You lied about everything. You lied about your father being out west, 'cause he's not out west! You didn't even tell me your real name!" Davey says.

"So? What you wanna do about it Dave?" Jack looks at him.

"I don't understand you." I add.

"Oh, so let me spell it out for ya. You see, I ain't got nobody tucking me in at night, like you. It's just me, I gotta look out for myself."

"You had the newsies." Davey adds.

"Neither do I, but yet no, I didn't become a traitor!" I say.

"Oh, what'd being a newsies ever give me but a dime a day and a few black eyes? You know, I can't afford to be a kid no more, Dave. For the first time in my life, I got money in my pockets. Real money. Money, you understand? I got more on the way and as soon as I collect, I'm gone, I'm away. Alright?"

"Well, that's good. That's good because we don't need you! We don't need you! All those words you said, those were mine." David steps closer to him.

"Yeah, but you never had the guts to put them across yourself, didja?" Jack asks.

"I do now"

Davey walks back towards the newsies and turns around at Jack.

"What'sa matta? Got a problem?"

He runs towards Jack but gets held back by Weasel and a few bulls.

"Maybe you'd like a new suit of your own, huh?" Weasel starts chuckling.

"Never! Never!" David gets held back.

"Get outta here! Get outta here!" Weasel tells us.

"I'm not like you!" David says.

I walk up to Jack.

"You said you were with us. Youse was not a scab. Youse just proved yourself to be a bastard, sonuvagun. That has no thought for others." I knee him where the sun don't shine and punch him in the face. He stands there emotionless. Then I spit at him and walk back towards the newsies.

"He's foolin' 'em, so he can spy on 'em or
something. Yeah, yeah, that's it. He's foolin' 'em!" Les says.

"Yeah, he's spying on them, kid." Race says.

Les always looked up to Jack. He was his idol.

Like he was MY friend, like MY brother.

A/N: I'm sorry for the short chapter! I made 2 today and more this weekend. Go check out my other account in which I share with famficss It is called simplyfics I made another story on there named "Not Want But Need." Not as good as this one but not completed either.
-Faith🌺