ᵒⁿᵉ 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 ⁿᵉʷᵗᵐᵃˢ ᵃᵘ (ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ)

less pain

Newt wakes up the next morning, his shoulder throbbing. He pushes himself up and kisses Thomas, waking him up. 

"Mmm." Thomas says. "Good morning. How are you doing?"

"I'm okay." Newt says. "But um...what do we do now?"

"I don't know." Thomas says. "But you know, I'm honestly surprised Paige hasn't come looking for us, seeing how we killed Janson and all."

Newt nods. "Yeah..."

Minho walks over to them. "Hey, guys."

"Hey." Thomas says as Minho sits beside him.

"We should probably keep moving." Newt says.

"Absolutely not." Thomas says, wrapping a protective arm around him. "There is no way you are walking yet. You just got shot and you just got stitches. Not happening."

Newt scowls. "I'm not weak. I can do it."

"I didn't say you couldn't. I said you aren't." Thomas says.

Newt groans. "But, Tommy!"

"Newt, he's right." Minho says. "Moving is a bad idea anyway."

"That's a lie and you know it." Newt says, pointing accusingly. 

Minho sighs. "Newt, just take it easy for one day."

"But that's a waste of time!" Newt says, throwing his hands into the air. 

Thomas rolls his eyes. "It's not a waste of time."

Newt folds his arms across his chest but doesn't protest anymore. Then, Thomas sees something. Or rather, someone. 

"Crap." He whispers. "I'll be right back." He says to Newt. He kisses him quickly. 

"Where are you going?" Minho asks.

"Just stay here with Newt." He says. 

Thomas gets up and walks over to the figure. He's desperately hoping it isn't Paige. And it isn't. It's Teresa. 

"T-Teresa?" Thomas says. "What are you doing here?"

"Aris and I thought one of us should come." She explains. "So I came." She flashes a smile.

Thomas smiles shyly back. "Um, okay, well, come on then."

As they walk back, Thomas keeps shooting apprehensive glances at Teresa.

"What is it, Tom?" Teresa asks.

"Nothing." He says. "Nothing."

Teresa reaches for his hand but he jerks it away. 

"Oh, look we're here." He says. 

"Teresa?" Newt asks, pushing himself up. "What are you doing here?"

Teresa looks at Thomas as she talks. "Aris and I decided one of us should come and I wanted to."

Newt's face hardens. "Alright." He stands up.

"Newt, no, what are you doing?" Minho asks, standing as well. 

"Slim it." Newt says to Minho. "So, Teresa." He says. "Why exactly did you want to come here?"

"Oh, I just wanted to help." Teresa says. "I figured I'm as good as anyone."

Thomas looks at the other boy. "Newt...don't."

Newt shoots her a glare but turns away. 

"So," Teresa says, bouncing on her toe tips. "What's the plan?"

The three boys look between each other. 

"You do have a plan, don't you?" Teresa asks.

"Well, you see..." Thomas says, putting a hand behind his neck.

"Of course." Teresa sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Well, it's alright." She says, moving her hand to Thomas's shoulder and Newt clenches his fists. "We can come up with something."

"Okay, hi, I'm sorry," Newt says. "But why the hell are you here and what the hell are you doing?"

Teresa looks at him, confused. "What do you mean?"

Newt gestures vaguely at her. 

"Um, that doesn't help." Teresa says.

"That!" Newt says, pointing at her hand. "That! What are you doing?!"

Teresa moves her hand off Thomas's shoulder. "I-what's wrong?"

Newt doesn't answer. "Whatever. Fine. I'm leaving." He starts off walking down the street.

"NEWT!" Thomas shouts. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU GOING!?" 

Newt just puts up his hands and doesn't say anything.

"Damn it, Teresa." Thomas says and takes off after him.  "Newt, wait." He says, catching up to him. 

"What, Tommy?" He asks. "What do you want? You obviously love her, so why don't you just go back to her!?" 

"Whoa, I-Newt, I don't-She-I didn't-" Thomas stutters. "She just-I didn't-"

"Just shut up." Newt says. "And leave me alone."

Thomas furrows his eyebrows. "What's wrong? This can't all be about Teresa. There's something else."

Newt doesn't look at him and doesn't say anything.

"Newt, please, talk to me." Thomas pleads. He grabs Newt's arm and pulls him to a stop.

"JUST STOP, THOMAS!" Newt shouts. "JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! LET ME GO! JUST SHUT UP AND LEAVE! ME! ALONE!"

Thomas looks at him, slightly heartbroken. "Newt, I-"

"Just let me leave, Thomas." He says, walking away. 

Thomas watches him leave, standing still. Then, he feels a hand on his shoulder and he's jerked back to reality.

"Thomas?" Minho says. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"I-I don't..." He says, trailing off. "I don't understand."

"Don't understand what?" He asks.

"I-I-just don't understand." Thomas says. "I think he hates me."

"He doesn't hate you." Minho says. "He loves you."

Thomas looks at his fading figure. "He did. But maybe he doesn't anymore."

A/N: Well, after fifteen hours of Phineas and Ferb and then three more later, I've at least made some progress on my story. Yeah. That's all. :). Thanks for reading.