A bittersweet dream

Final part

After some intense physical labor they are starving and ready for dinner. 'Tell me Frypan, what's on the menu this evening?' says Minho as he takes place at a table with Gally and Thomas. 'You guys are lucky, the hunting party came back with a deer.' 'Great, I'm starving', says Gally. Frypan takes their plates and goes back to the kitchen. 'Thomas, maybe we can continue our talk from last night. You were gone this morning before I even woke up, I figured that you had gone to the woods again?' 'Yes we were. And great news guys, the river is fresh water and we will even be able to fish over there.' 'Thomas I have to ask, who is..' 'Alright guys here you go, eat up.' Frypan puts down three plates with a delicious meal. He is about to walk away but Thomas words hold him back. 'Wait you forgot a plate, Newt is coming any moment. I'll think he will be starving too.' 'Thomas what did you just say?' says Minho. Gally sighs and looks down, 'You're right Minho, something is really going with him.' Thomas is getting confused. He starts to question if Minho figured out what's going on between him and Newt. 'I mean yeah, I guess that there is something I need to tell you guys. I didn't realize it was that obvious but'. 'Thomas please stop talking', says Minho with a painful look in his eyes. 'Guys you're starting to scare me, I- I'm gonna go... search for Newt, I promised him we'd eat dinner together.' 'Thomas wait!' says Minho, but he's too late. Thomas has already run off. He goes back to where he left Newt and follows the path that Newt went on. He reaches the place where they collect their wood. No sign of Newt. 'Newt? Where are you? I've been waiting', says Thomas into nowhere. He searches around the place, but still no sign of him. 'Newt?' yells Thomas. 'Newt!!' Thomas begins to feel desperate. Everything is turning fuzzy. He feels like is he is going crazy. Through the tears in his eyes he keeps looking around. Reality seems to shift and he falls onto his knees and starts crying. He hears footprints coming his way. 'Newt?' he whispers. 'Thomas it's me Minho. Gally and Frypan are also here. Thomas what's going on?' 'Where is Newt? Please can someone tell me where Newt is.' 'Thomas please listen closely to me. You know where Newt is, you know what happened. You know that he wasn't as fortunate as us. He never made it to the safe haven.' 'But I- I' Thomas' voice breaks down and his hands are shaking. He grabs Minho's arms and looks him in the eye, hoping to see a lie. 'I'm sorry man, I really am.' Thomas is breathing irregular and tears are rolling down his face. Minho pulls him in, his whole body is shaking. His head is a mess. Nothing fits anymore. These two realities are lining up besides each other and Thomas doesn't know what's true anymore. A memory unlocks and takes over Thomas' mind. Flashes of Newt and the pistol are coming back. They're rolling on the ground. He can see that Newt is struggling not to lose control. He's begging as tears are rolling down his face. The fight continues. And the gun fires. 'Newt, o god Newt,' screams Thomas out. The fog in his head starts to clear up and the stone cold reality hits him. 'I- I , all this time I,' he can't find the words he is searching for, but everyone understands and they sit down next to him. 'Newt is a hard person to let go of, we all miss him a lot', says Minho. Newt's voice echoes in Thomas' head, 'It's time to let it all go, to find peace, the same goes for me.' He can't hold on to the past anymore. This harsh feeling overflows him and he realizes that it's time for him to let Newt go, so they can both find peace. All along he had hold on to this bittersweet dream. But dreams end.