Spinning me around to face him, our lips touch and move in sync. Kissing Newt made all your worries go away like you were free from pain, but then reality comes and you realize you live in the Glade. Where all your troubles never go away.
Rose is se...
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A couple of weeks have passed since Newt and I got promoted to second in command. I have enjoyed not only not being stuck to one job but also being in charge too. Other than the fact that Dean has gotten worse in trying to get me to drop Newt for him. I always say not in a million years so drop it. He ignores it and just keeps trying like my answer is going to change. But other than that, these couple of weeks have been very enjoyable.
Today I have been working with the Med-jacks, Jeff and Clint are very good at their job, but they needed a women's touch. I had helped patch up Jackson when he came in, he had managed to stab himself in the arm. I swear these Slicers need to be more carful. I bandaged him up with a little help from Clint and gave him some pain killers. The rest of the day only people with minor injuries came in looking for an ice pack or a bandaid for their scratches. I was enjoying working as a Med-jack until Dean came in.
He had what was called a grass cut, an injury that he could lick his finger and move on. But no! He came in acting like he was dying of pain. I took a look and rolled my eyes.
"For a tuff guy like you, you sure are a baby when it comes to cuts." I said with no tolerance in my voice. I knew why he was here. He pretended like he was hurt so he could come and see me maybe convince me to leave Newt. I wasn't having it. I found a small bandaid and put it on his cut. "There, you won't bleed to death." I said.
"Thanks Rossy." He said with a smile that made me uneasy.
"You can go now." I said, Jeff and Clint had left for lunch so it was just me and him. I was scared he would do something wrong. It definitely wasn't beneath him.
"Oh but why. I like spending time with you." He said grabbing my hands.
"You know why. Go Dean! I'm not playing your games." I said ripping my hands out of his. His face went red with anger and I knew I made a mistake.
"You're going to regret not choosing me." He said spitting at me. Before I could walkout he grabbed my waist.
"No Dean! Stop!" I yelled trying to push out of his arms, but he was a big person and was way too strong for me. He tried to pull me closer but I resisted. "Stop!" I yelled again, and to my relief Jeff and Clint came in, the smiles on their faces vanished. Dean let go of me and I rushed out the door pushing past Jeff and Clint.
"Rose wait!" Clint yelled catching up to me. "Are you ok?"
"Does it look like I'm ok?" I spat back.
"Did he hurt you?" He asked.
"Physically no! But mentally yes, very much!" I yelled back, then took a deep breath. "Sorry it's not your fault, I just need to be alone." I walked faster towards the Deadheads.
