Hell is better

Chapter 2

Newt's point of view:
I slowly came to, at least my brain was starting to work. I was lying on something soft, maybe in bed, but where was I?
I couldn't open my eyes yet, I was too weak for that. And I couldn't really think either. I tried to move, at least a little. I groaned, suddenly my body went through a terrible pain, which was mainly in the area of ​​my chest.
I took a deep breath in and out to briefly forget about everything else. I was so withered, so so confused. I hardly remembered anything, nor did I bother.
I was way too weak. Weakness - I had always hated, but I was worn out, almost felt like dead. But maybe I was too? Nahhh,it was imposible, when you are dead,you can't fell anything.
After a while I tried to open my eyes. The light was so bright! I closed it again and tried again, my eyes getting used to the light. Now I had them completely open.
I looked around the room, I was at Lawrence's. How did I get here? and where were the others? I touched my head, which was booming. I had a fever.
Then I looked down. My shirt was full of blood. I pulled it up and a neat bandage appeared.
And then I saw it - her! I didn't know what was happening to me.
Teresa ... she was standing there with a smile on her face, as if we had known each other forever. But I didn't know her, not really ... I hated her! She looked tired, her actually pretty face was pale. Her smile looked worn out. It wasn't fake, but it wasn't really real either.
I wanted to evade, she was not allowed to touch me! But before I could think any further, many of my eyes closed again.

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The next time I opened my eyes, it was dark outside. A few stars shone in the sky, I would have liked to have looked further at them, but the window blocked my view.
This time I had more strength and I sat up without any problems.
The room really looked like the day we left it. Only a few things were rearranged or lying around.
I remembered what had happened. I had dreamed about it all along, so my head was clear again.
As so often in my dream, I saw Tommy again, how hurt he had looked at me. But I had given him the letter, no matter what happened, that's how he remembered me.
I checked my arm, which a few days ago had been full of black veins. Now it was almost back to normal. I only saw small black shadows of what it was.
"Oh well, you are awake."
I jumped up when Teresa walked into the room. She was holding a water bottle in her hand and tossing it to me. I caught it with no problem, but hesitated to drink.
"What, do you think I want to poison you?" her voice was tired, she looked very bad in general.
She was in a bad mood to lie to me, so I took a long drink. I put the bottle on the table next to me and just looked at it, no, I stared.
It was scary to be in the same room with her, alone. I hadn't minded that before, but she'd betrayed us. And I would never forgive her for that.
She disappeared again, only to come back shortly afterwards with two plates of food. Silently she sat down across from me and didn't look me in the eye.
All the time she didn't say a word. She only ate her food and I did the same. It was nice to eat something again, something real.
But I couldn't really enjoy it. I had so many questions, I wanted to say so much. Still, I was silent, even if I tried to yell at her somehow. I had enough reasons.
Then I couldn't take it anymore, I broke the silence.
"Why are you here? And why am I with you?"
She looked at me in astonishment, she probably didn't expect me to take the first step.
"I missed the Berk, and fell down with the WCKD building. And you are with me because I found you half dead on the street and couldn't leave you there." before I could even process her words, I asked further.
"What about Thomas ?!"
"He did it, just like the others. He's probably in the safe haven now, happy about it and sad 'bout you." she said it unimpressed, I still heard how bitterly she said it.
I continued to eat briefly, wondering what to say. I had to filter out the most important questions.
"What about WCKD?"
"Most of them fled or died. The building collapsed, WCKD is no more. Thomas killed Janson and Janson shot Ava." now she looked down again. When we had finished she went into the kitchen and washed the dishes. Even now it remained silent again. But I had time to organize my thoughts, to keep my anger under control.
I was angry, very much. After all, it was all her damn fault! And she pretended that everything was fine.
I would give her my opinion, but the moment wasn't there yet.

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She was just walking past the table when I confronted her.
"Why are you doing that?"
"What do you mean?" she had no idea what I was talking about.
"Well, everything here ... why are you helping me?"
She looked visibly surprised, but still knew what to say.
"Newt, listen up. I know I made mistakes and I'm terribly sorry, but that's past. Now the future lies ahead of me" she had tried to look nice, innocent, but I could read between the lines.
And my anger had to get out. "Mistakes? Are you serious? You think you made mistakes? Teresa ..... you betrayed us! You tortured children, Minho! You .... many people died because of you and you think you made mistakes?" I got loud, really loud. And I was far from finished.
"I never wanted that any of you get hurt!"
"But you hurt us! Very much, and no matter what you do, it won't change anything !!! You worked for WCKD, our enemies, the people who killed our families!" I yelled at her, really. But she didn't let me finish.
"I lost everything too, okay? My family, my friends. But that were the victims of finding a cure, and I made it!"
"Do you have that, do you really have that? No! Thomas came back to you, not you to him! And what does it bring you now? Exactly nothing! It never did anything and never will. And you knew that .... you made it worse than it was! It's all your fault. " I had got up and now I walked up to her.
I really didn't know where that energy was coming from, but it was liberating.
She went backwards, the pain was written on her face.
"Don't you understand Teresa? You can't change anything! The world is ending and you have helped it .... you are bad, you are wrong. Nobody will ever love you, you are a monster!" Now everything collapsed. Tears ran down her cheeks and she stormed off. I paused for a moment and was shocked. I had never made anyone cry before. Then the anger got out of hand again.

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The next morning had dawned, I was just about to make myself something to eat, when Teresa stormed into the room.
In contrast to yesterday, she didn't look sad, rather ice cold.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"You can hate me however you want, yell at me, I don't care. But in the end you need me, you're hurt and you can never get out of here alone. Not from this city. So if you want to die again faster, I'll leave you alone. You don't have to like me or trust me, but you need me. " then she just left. Somehow she was right, in some things she was already a help.
But trust ..... no ..... I couldn't trust her, never!
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Thank you for reading my second chapter.
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Btw, my main language is not English, so please don't be angry if there are mistakes.

I kind of feel bad for my tess (Teresa), but I can understand Newt too.
I wish you a nice day,
Arya