Love Me Til The End

13. It's Not Her!

Newt laid down on his bed. "Newt, come on. You're the only one who knows her this good. Just look over the notes." Minho urged. "I already read mine," Newt mumbled. "And? What was wrong with it?" Thomas asked. "Just let me read Gally's." He said. Minho handed him the notes and Newt slowly looked over them.

"It's not her!" He suddenly shouted. "How come? She clearly wrote them." Thomas said. Minho looked at him. Thomas just nodded. Sitting up fast, Newt looked at Thomas angrily.

"Y/n doesn't write like that! That's not her hand writing! That's not her style! And I know this because of all the love notes she wrote me. Her letters don't curve like that, she doesn't punctuate like that. And y/n never had cuts on her hips. I know. I've seen her hips many times. This isn't bloody her, Tommy. My y/n never forced a smile, she never cut herself, she never had sibling time with Gally. Ask him yourself!" Newt shouted.

Minho and Thomas looked at each other. "Gally, you shuckface! Get in here!" Minho hollered. Gally stomped in Newt's room. "What do you need?" He asked. "Did you and y/n ever have sibling time? Did you ever talk about your feelings or your day together by the deadheads? Was anything in your note true about y/n at all?" Thomas asked. Gally looked at the floor.

"I told you it's not her," Gally said. "So no, we never hung out every night. We never danced around the fire together. She never did any of that. If anything, y/n and I argued most of the time over random things. We hardly ever talked to each other normally." Gally snapped, walking out of the room.

"Y/n only ever sang once at a bonfire. She never danced either," Newt said. "She never really went to the bonfires, she hated seeing everyone drink." Newt sighed, laying down. "Whoever wrote those notes were wrong about a lot of things. It's not her, it's not her at all." Newt said. Pulling her pillow close to him, he began to cry into it.

Minho pulled Thomas out of the room, shutting the door behind him. "Where were the notes?" Minho asked. "Under the bed. They were tucked into the sheets." He said. "How did you know to look there?" Minho asked.

"I was just searching her room to find a note. I thought it would help Newt move on. He found me in there and began shouting at me. I told him there had to be one and he asked if it would've been hidden in the closet or under her bed, but had already checked. That's when I heard a girl's voice in my head say that they were under the bed." Thomas said.

"A voice, really? Did this 'voice' say what their name was?" He asked sarcastically. "Yeah, her name was Teresa," Thomas said.