THE ERROR (Newt Fanfiction)

Cause And Effect: Chapter 27

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THOMAS'S POV:

Well, I definitely wasn't expecting that but I don't stop. Obviously Kayla has woken up... and maybe she enjoys it? Because I do. It's magical

KAYLA'S POV:

I wake up... and feel someone kissing me. I open my eyes and see....

Tommy?

For some reason I kiss back. I don't understand why... but I do. Tommy clearly enjoys it, his hands cupping my jaw and-

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL!"

I gasp. Tommy pulls away, bolting up to face the door. Standing there is Newt, eyes glistened with tears, hands balled into fists.

He calmly walks forward, though his eyes burn with hatred. He steps closer and slams his knuckles into Tommy's cheek. Blood splatters from his nose and he stumbles into the wall.

"NEWT!!! WAIT!!!" I scream from my place on the cot. I get up to grab his shoulder, but he pushes me back onto the hard mattress. I flinch and sit up.

Newt smashes Thomas into the wooden wall, raising a knee. He shoots it forward, and it collides with Thomas's gut. Thomas gasps and groans in pain, though in the process kicks Newt in the thigh, causing him to fall back into the bedside table's corner. A loud crunch echoes in the small room and he screams in pain.

I frantically scramble up and out to the Glade to get help.

NEWT'S POV:

I moan in pain as my ribs hit a corner of the table and look up to see Thomas looming over me. He reaches down but I kick him in the chest and get to my feet. Blood trickles down into my mouth, the iron tang causing an uncomfortable flavor. A  black bruise wells on Thomas's cheek.

Thomas falls to the grassy floor and I take this opportunity to strike again, but someone grabs my fist mid-air. I spin around and see Alby and Gally, Gally next to Kayla. Alby drops my arm and I run past the three people into open air. 

My limp holds me back slightly but I still run bloody fast. Tears run down my eyes, mixing with blood from the wounds. I trip and collapse somewhere in the middle of the Glade, and hands grip my shoulders. Soon enough, both Thomas and I are in two separate cells in the Slammer once again.

KAYLA'S POV:

I sit with my back pressed against the outside of the Homestead, face buried in my knees and legs tucked closely to my chest.

"Hey, Kayla... it's okay."

The familiar voice comforts me and I look up to see Minho sitting down next to me. He puts his left arm around me and pulls my small body into one of his signature side hugs.

I love Minho. He's like a brother to me.

"Listen, what you did wasn't smart, but Thomas started it."

I shake my head.

"I don't care... I don't deserve Newt. All I do is hurt him."

Minho sighs, rubbing my arm with his left hand.

"Look, it's just a little while after lunch; why don't we do a quick run of section 3?"

I smile slightly and nod, and he helps me to my feet. We start off to the Map Room.

I change into my runner's shorts and blank tank top. I slide on my sneakers and tie my hair into a pony tail. Walking out of the Map Room, I see a half-smiling MInho waiting there.

"What...?"

I groan.

"Can we please just go? I haven't been running in-"

He walks forward to about a foot away.

"Actually, we're not going running; Newt wants to talk to you..."

My breath catches in my throat, but I nod and walk over to the Slammer.

As I approach, I can see Newt leaning against the bars. I kneel down and a few short moments pass before he speaks.

"Hey, my little warrior." Newt smirks.

I just stare at the bruised boy.

"Tommy broke my rib... I broke his nose."

Pain sears through my heart, but I keep my gaze. Newt sighs and reaches through the bars to grab my hand.

I don't move.

"Listen, I love you. I love you so bloody much. I've loved you ever since I saw your face in the Box. You're my world. You're my everything. When I saw Thomas kissing you, I snapped. I couldn't handle it. I know we haven't been 'official' for long, but I am in love with you, Kayla. I never want to lose you. Ever."

I feel tears wetting the sides of my cheeks and my breathing starts to hiccup. I can't keep it in. I break.

"I gave you your limp."