So I have another song chapter finally!!! I was listening to this song and got inspired to put it as my song for this chapter. I love Dabin so much and was literally so happy when I realized I could use another song for a chapter in the future. So yeah I now have a lot of the end of the book planned out but nothing in the middle 🤣🤣 Either way, here we go!
It's been about 7 hours since Racetrack had been given the talk. He sat there, alone, quaking in fear, his thoughts attacking him viciously.
After making the decision to ask why Scar was so violent, he had also been given a brutal beating. Blood seeped from so many places, Race thought he would die right then and there. But here he was, still breathing.The poor blond had now learned what the pole was for. He told Race it was for difficult people. Scar had tightly bound his wrists together with itchy rope and then, using another piece of rope, tied him to the pole like an animal. He didn't like being this vulnerable. But Race really only gave his attention to the thing tbat had been bothering him for the past hours.
Spot Conlon.
(Start song here! 🎵)
I'm not sure why
Running away, running away now
Feels right with you
In that moment, Race wanted it to be like the old days. The days where he and Spot could just run off together and nothing would matter at all.
Cause God knows we tried
Numbing the pain, hiding away now
So I'll play pretend with you
Race knew that people really hated individuals like him. They used hateful words, punches, and other things to show that they were unnatural and weren't wanted.
But when he looked at Spot, everything was perfect. So Race closed his eyes and pretended he was here right next to him. He looked into his sparkling brown eyes and buried his face into his shoulder. He felt Spot rubbing his back and holding his hand, softly saying it would be okay.
But would it?
Cause some nights I can't explain the way I feel
The way I'm wired
You make things seem so clear
So we could leave the lights out
The pretend Spot soon faded away as frightening quarries filled his brain. Race tried pushing out the bad thoughts and tried to focus on all the good memories they had had together, because he was convinced they couldn't make any more.
If you're sick of questioning the weight that comes with every hour
But in the night with you it's clear
So we can leave the lights out
Race was sick of the same questions being asked over and over again.
Will anyone find me?
Will I ever see Jack and Esther and everyone else again?
What if I close my eyes tonight and they never open again?
We can leave the lights out
We can leave the lights out
After a really long time, he finally ceased the voices and found sleep.
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Meanwhile, the newsies who would be going on the expedition said their goodbyes. They really didn't know when or if they would come back so they had to make these moments last. The people going were Jack, Esther, Crutchie, Davey, Les, Katherine, Specs, Albert, Harvey, Cole, and himself. The rest would stay here.
Spot had been staring off into space for a while now. A hand on his shoulder snapped him out of his daze.
"We'll find him, Spot." It was Esther.
He gave a weak smile, and stood up. Everyone else had started to leave.
Spot dashed out into the street, lantern and bag in hand.
Street lights, dim glow
Keeping the time, keeping the time now
This feels like home
He didn't care how long it took. He was going to bring Race home, no matter the cost.
Cause were both tired of feeling nothing
We're done wandering round with our feet underground, yeah
For the past few days, Spot had felt nothing. He had felt like nothing. He knew that Race's disappearance might have been prevented if he would have went out after him or to make sure he was okay. Spot felt sick to stomach whenever he would think about it.
And that was a lot.
If I just keep close to you
Spot wished wherever Race was, he was okay. Once they found, he planned to hold Race in his arms for the longest time and bury his face in Race's chest, like how it used to be.
Cause some nights I can’t explain the way I feel
The way I'm wired
But you make things seem so clear
We could leave the lights out
If you're sick of questioning the weight that comes with every hour
In the night with you it's clear
That we can leave the lights out
"Please be okay." Spot heard his voice say. It didn't convey the confidence that he normally had. Instead, it was quaking, scared, and small.
We can leave, we can leave
We can leave
For once in his life, Spot was afraid. He had always told his boys that if they were scared, don't show it.
We can leave, we can leave
We can leave
Spot wondered if that in this moment, he as terrified as he felt.
We can leave, we can leave
We can leave the lights out
Soon, the silence of New York was broken and the streets echoed with the newsies frantically calling Race's name. They were determined to find their brother.
We can leave the lights out
Hope you liked this chapter!!
Oml guys, I'm not gonna lie I really liked writing but at the same time it broke me 💔
Writer problems, am I right?
Expect an update soon!
Also! Before I forget, I wanted your opinions. Since I recently hit 200, I wanted to do something. But what?
I came up with some things:
Another Sprace Story 🏳️🌈
Oneshots 🤓
An Outsiders fanfic series which will contain a love story for all the main greasers, so each greaser will get his own book ❤ (Tim and Curly not included but can be if you want to)
Johnnyboy 💛 or Stevepop 💙
JackCrutchie 🧈 (iT tAkEs A sMiLe ThAt SpReAdS lIkE bUtTeR)
Jackrine 💟
Javid 😇
A Harry Potter book of some type 🖤
Make a book out of the Sanders Sides roleplay I'm doing with my friends 💜
A role play book 😊
Be more chill 📱
Dear Evan Hansen 👨💻
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