Flares // Newtmas alternate ending

01 Thomas

Thomas had thought things couldn't get any worse. 

When he found out his best friend was infected with the virus they had been running from for the past six months, he'd waited until he was alone to scream. However, he was stood corrected when the virus started rapidly making Newt's condition worse by the hour. Thomas knew that Newt would be dead soon if he came with him, to get Minho, but Newt was stubborn, and insisted. Later, Thomas beat himself up for it.

He told Minho and Gally to go ahead, get the cure, and come back and find him. He'd taken the necklace Newt had given him, hoping he'd never have to open it.

Newt wasn't doing so well. Thomas could tell that the virus was bringing its next victim to the other side quickly; quicker than it should have. Thomas helped Newt up and half dragged him several feet before they both collapsed again. Thomas couldn't let Newt die. He'd never forgive himself. He'd never be able to live fully, knowing that to reach his happiness, the person he felt closest to had perished because Thomas hadn't done enough to save him. They couldn't go to the Safe Haven without Newt.

Thomas started to drag Newt across the ground, Newt having stopped responding to his yells and not moving by himself.

Then Thomas heard her voice.. It was bouncing off all the walls around him and seemed to be coming from everywhere, loud and pleading for him to listen. He didn't want this to distract him, he had to get Newt the cure, but like nails on a chalkboard, his attention was dragged to the sound, there was nothing he could do to get it out of his head. Thomas did the stupid thing and stopped moving, dropping Newt and listening to her speak.

Thomas didn't know how long she talked. He only started to really listen when she mentioned Newt's name. Teresa pleaded for him to come back to the WCKD building. She told him that all they needed was him and they could make the cure.

Thomas feels his stomach do a slight flip. Newt. Maybe he could save him. Newt could be saved. Scratch that, Newt will be saved, there just simply is no other option.

The fact that Newt had the virus hadn't been real until only about an hour before when it started to fully take him, quickly eating away at his mind, destroying his mental state. Thomas had lost most hope that Newt would live to see the sun rise, without becoming fully succumbed to the virus.

Thomas made a decision. He had to go back to WCKD and help with the cure for Newt.

He turned back to go get Newt, so he could continue dragging him to the berg for help. But Newt wasn't on the ground anymore. Newt had his back to him, still in the stolen WCKD uniform.

"Newt?" Thomas said. 

A/N: This is the first chapter, I apologize for how short it is, but I wanted to write the next part from Newt's point of view. 

I hope you enjoyed,

-Me