With Newtmas 2

Cult

NEWT POV: 

We hid from the gone. My stomach hurt pretty bad. Thomas held me in his arms and tried to stop me from crying in pain. A gone peeked it's head out and looked down at us. We all screamed. The gone hopped off the ledge. "I FOUND THEM" the gone yelled. I grabbed my gun and pointed it at the gone. "STAY BACK" I yelled. "Relax Newt. We don't want to hurt you. We just want the cure. And to help heal you" said the gone. "Why didn't you just ask" asked Jack. The gone shrugged. I scoffed. This is ridiculous. It would be so much easier if they bloody asked. "Fine, but that's it" I said. The gone signaled us to follow. Thomas picked me up and carried me to a hospital room. I was laid on the bed and Thomas was escorted out of the room. "Wait where is he going" I asked. "Thomas will have to wait outside" said a gone. "Why, I can help heal Newt" said Thomas. He was shoved outside. "Lord Newt can only be healed by his soulmate" said a gone. The door was closed. 

"Thomas is my soulmate" I said. "Oh, well he can come back n after we finish" said a gone. A few red berries were placed in my hand. "Eat these" said a gone. "What is it" I asked. "Berries that will put you to sleep" said a gone. Fine, even though I shouldn't. I ate the berries and looked up at the ceiling. I started to feel sleepy. I wonder if these berries are also some kind of drug. I laughed a little. The gone started to stitch up my stomach and take some of the cure from me. I fainted and closed my eyes. I heard rustling. "HEY, GET OUT OF HERE" Thomas yelled. I heard him kick something and then a squeal. I opened my eyes and looked around. Thomas saw me and walked up to me. "Hey Newt, how do you feel" asked Thomas. "A little tired" I said. Thomas kissed my forehead. "They said it should wear off. They also are making breakfast" said Thomas. "Oh, but just so we are clear they are a cult that worships me right" I asked nervously. "Ya, it's kinda weird" said Thomas. He picked me up and carried me out of the room. 

Thomas carried me to a dining hall. He sat me in a chair. Thomas kissed my cheek and left to get me some breakfast. I smiled and looked around. I saw a cotton ball taped to my elbow pit and guaze over my stomach. I lifted my shirt up and pulled the guaze back. My stomach had stitching. It seems like it is healing okay. I put the guaze back and put my shirt down. My stomach should heal. Thomas came back and gave me my plate. "Here, I'm not sure what it is but it's edible" said Thomas. It looked like a blob on my plate. I grabbed my fork and poked it. "Well, what ever it is hopefully it taste better then it looks" I said. Thomas and I started eating. It taste okay. Thomas put his hand on my forehead. "Your stomach is healing pretty good" said Thomas. "Good, it feels really numb though" I said. "It might just be the medicine or whatever they had you on. It should go back to normal" said Thomas. "That's good to hear. But be honest is the cult going to let us leave or do we have to break out" I asked. "We can leave to find the resistance. The cult just wants to come with and protect you" said Thomas.