Never Let Go

Chapter 11

Lydia's POV:

Oscar promised me he wouldn't hurt me. He promised me he would keep me safe but I guess what's to come of this relationship are lies and broken promises. I didn't get beaten I got scarred. Physically scarred. "What did you said you did?" Every time I answer him I get a new scar on my wrists. "I helped a newsie today because Morris was beating him." That made a second scar on my right arm. "Well I just couldn't take it anymore it's not really necessary beating on those newsies they had a hard life and they don't need you guys making it harder for them."

"Well how are they supposed to stay in line. If we're not here around to keep them in line then they would attack you. I told you the streets of New York is no place for a girl like you to be around." he said as he made a third scar on my right arm. "You're done."

I took my arms away from him and saw six total scars on my arms. "You said you wouldn't hurt me. You promised you would keep me safe." I said heartbroken. "I did and I will keep that promise but when you decide to misbehave and fall out of line then something must be done. Don't take this personal but this is for your own good."

"Is this what our relationship will be? Is this how you planned it to be? Because if this is how it's gonna be then I don't any part of it." I said as I walked to my room. Of course I didn't mean that (partially). I only said that cuz I was mad and I wanted to get away from him for a little while.

"Please don't hate me." said Oscar as he sat down next to me on my bed. "You will never do that to me. I don't think I'm the one for you. I'm too different and naive." I cried. Remainder of my day after I bandaged up my scars was lie down on my bed and cry. "No. No. You're everything I want. You're all that I need. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I promise this time whatever you do I'll be fine with it. No more tears. No more scars. No hurt." I rised up from my bed and looked him in the eyes.

I put a hand on his cheek feeling his hand on top of mine. "Never ever scar me like that again."

"You have my word." Oscar's lips came crashing down on me. His hands slowly moved over to my hips and he held me against him. I kissed back harder as started to lock his hands in my hair. He looked at me for a minute and he grabbed in an embrace with his hand behind my head. "Never go anywhere. Never let go of me." I hesitated on putting my arms around him but with a little amount of trust I slowly put my arms around him.

The Next Day

"I swear they love that song about your past. Your audition song." said Rosie. "I appreciate the compliments but I have to come up with new songs if I want to keep them entertained but it's nice to sing the old songs once in awhile. "That's a nice music box. You always carry that with you?" I looked at my music box starting to wind down. "Well I bring it back home sometimes. I brought it back home with me when I first got the locket from Spot. That was what helped me get that big flashback." I said.

"May I?" I gave her the music box and watched her wind it up. I started singing the song that went with and something really weird happened. It wasn't a flashback it was more like a vision. I saw me meeting a woman and we were hugging and crying and I'll never forget those words she told me.

"I knew I would find you. I know we'll be together forever."

"Now that was weird." I said rubbing my temples. "Was it a flashback?" asked Rosie. "No I would describe it of something as a vision. I saw me hugging this lady and she said something about finding me and being together forever. I swear this is getting stranger and stranger as my journey progresses."

And things do get weird as soon as my performance runs were over I had some strange girl escort me to my house. Oscar never mentioned to me about a special escort. "Ok were you sent here by Oscar?" I asked. "I'm not allowed to discuss that matter I'm only here to escort you home and to work." Now this stinks I was starting to get Oscar to let me out the house by myself and this happens. Stuck again with another bodyguard. She may be a girl about my age but she seems pretty tough on account of the fact that she's gripping my arm very tightly. What does she think I'll do escape?

Once I got home I had a very serious conversation with Oscar. "What was that about Oscar? You said I can go out of the house by myself. You said no more escorts. I want answers. Who was that girl? And why was she acting like my bodyguard?" I asked. "My goons told me that you've been secretly trying to search for your past. That's you've been searching for your family. I want to settle some things. Your family has abandoned you. They're not worth searching for. And I don't want anymore of this journey to the past thing."

I bet he had Morris spying on me and some of those other goons. How can he have people spying on me? I thought he really trusted me. Yet again another broken promise. "But I've gotten so far with my memories. Every time I get a new memory a part of my past is regained. I just want to feel full again. And I know I didn't forget my memories. I know they're still in there somewhere. They're just asleep."

"You don't know that. I've also heard from my goons that you've been spending more time with those newsies especially Spot Conlon." He started to inch more closer toward me. I pushed him out the way and tried to get away from him. "Spot isn't a bad guy. Those stories that I've been told are wrong. I've seen how nice and kind he can be." I said. I'm sticking up for a newsie again.

"That may be what you're told. But maybe he's just being nice just to get something more out of you." said Oscar. "No that's not true. Spot would never do anything to hurt me. He may be the tough leader of the Brooklyn Newsies but he wouldn't have the urge to hurt me." I said. "Just wake up and face the facts. He's a newsie and you're a high class singer. That doesn't go along." I pushed him once again and stomped off to my room.

I'll show him. I'll show him that Spot isn't a bad guy. I'll show him.