Out Of Order (TMR Fanfic)

Chapter Twenty-Two

All of the gladers had just finished dinner. And after the big fight I had with Newt and Minho about an hour ago, I didn't bother showing up. I'm so mad that they think they can just butt into my life like this and tell me that something is wrong with me, when really, it's them that have the issue.

The sun was setting and most of the gladers were chilling in the homestead until it was time to sleep. I was sitting by myself in the dark at one if the picnic tables when Ren approached and sat down next to me.

"Rough day, huh?" he assumed.

He was right, this had been a rough day.  The second worst I'd had here so far. The first being when I had to train as a slicer. That day still gave me goosebumps.

"You could say that," I say, looking up at him tiredly.

"Clint told me what happened-why he thinks you collapsed earlier," Ren said, looking over at me.

"Oh," I say, looking down at my hands, twisting my ring nervously.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I hope you'll find you place here, and feel more comfortable talking with us. But for now, I'm always here if you want to talk," Ren says, understandingly. I nod and gave him a small hug before standing up.

"Thanks, Ren. I'm tired. I think I'll head to bed. See you tomorrow," I say walking off to Newt's hut.

Sleeping next to him was going to be awkward. I guess I'd just have to sleep on the floor tonight. I didn't want to be that close to Newt after what happened today.

I opened the door to find Newt with his head in his hands, sitting in a chair next to his cluttered table. He hears the door and looks up at me, then at the ground.

"Eve, I'm so sorry if I upset you earlier," Newt says, I could tell that he had been crying.

Newt was crying because of me? I'm the one who should be sorry, not him. God, I feel awful. He was only trying to help. He only said those things because he cared for me.

"I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I can see now that you were only trying to help. Sorry, Newt," I say, sitting down at the edge of the bed.

"So we good?" I ask looking over at him.

"Eve, I know that this is hard for you to talk about but, you don't have to go through this alone. I'm here. And I care. I want to know what's wrong. Please," Newt pleads.

"Ever since I arrived here, I've felt everyone eyes watching me. All of the time. I guess it just made me feel insecure. With so many people judging me, the way I look, watching my every move, it's kind of hard not to be. I guess I just thought that, if I just skipped a few meals here and there, that I could be more comfortable with the way I looked. I thought, maybe I don't need breakfast. And maybe if I don't need breakfast, I don't need lunch, or even dinner," I said, tears rushing down my face like heavy waterfalls.

Newt rushes over to me and wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his chest tightly.

"You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. You're perfect just the way you are. You don't need to change because of a bunch of Shank guys. They're the ones who need to change. Not you," Newt says as I start to catch my breath.

"What would I do without you, Newt?" I say, trying to lighten the intensify in the room. He chuckled.

"I don't know, darling. I don't know."

(Ughhhhh, I feel like this chapter was soooooo bad. I'm sorry for my sucky writing. Imma try to make it more interesting. Please comment what you want to happen next in the story, I need some more ideas. Love you all! More chapters coming soon!)