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Newt Imagine (Requested)

*TRIGGER WARNING SORRY MY BAEZ*
"Abbie? You in there, love?" I heard Newt's gentle voice ask from the other side of my door. He had startled me and I had accidentally cut too deep.
"Umm yeah, just give me a minute." I hurried trying to hide my razor. I had tried to stop cutting but I just couldn't, everyone in the Glade looked at me in disgust and I felt like a load of klunk. I could feel the tears stinging my eyes but I held them in while I cleaned up the mess I had made. I hid the blade carefully, so Newt wouldn't find it, my arm was underneath the cold water of my sink. Newt started worrying and was now knocking a little louder on the door.
"Abbie, open up. You okay?" He asked.
"Y-yeah, wait." Unfortunately the blood wouldn't stop, and I felt myself getting dizzier.
"Okay, I'm coming in." Newt said, determined.
"N-no!" I begged. "Don't!" But it was to late. Before I could see his disappointed face, I blacked out.
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I woke up at the Med-Jack's, my arm was stinging. I cringed at the memory and reached for my arm, in hopes of soothing the pain. My hand then met another one, a young, blond boy. Newt.
He was sleeping but when I made contact with his hand he jolted awake.
"Abbie? Oh, thank god! You're okay.." His voice was hoarse as if he hadn't spoken in days. I couldn't bring myself to look in his eyes.
"What happened?" I whispered, loud enough for him to hear.
"You cut an artery. Nothing too major, Jeff managed to patch you up.. You were out for two days." He informed me.
"Oh.." I finally dared look at him and was met with something I didn't expect. I though he would be mad and would think of me as a stupid girl, but that wasn't the case. His eyes were red and puffy, and his cheeks were stained with tears. It looked as though he had aged 10 years in two days.
"For God's sake, Abbie, I thought I had lost you. I thought you were going to die. I was so scared!" He then hugged me so tight, I couldn't breath properly but I still didn't want him to let go. Eventually he did, and when he did I could see concern in his eyes.
"Why?" He sighed. "Why would you do that? Do you know how worried everyone's been? Minho and Thomas stopped running. Frypan added tears to the soup because he couldn't stop crying. Even Gally was bloody sad! Me, I was almost dead. I didn't want to live without you. But I stayed, hoping that you would wake up. None of us knew why you did it. That was the worst part, you know? Thinking that maybe we had something to do with it was torture. Thinking that we could have helped you but didn't, I was a bloody nightmare." He said. By the time he was finished I was in tears.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." I said over and over.
"Please just promise you'll stop." He was also crying.
"I'll try, I'll do it for you." I told him.
"No. Don't do it for me. Do it for you." He was hugging me and making small circular patterns on my back with his hand.
"Newt, I love you."
" I love you too, Abbie. More than anything." He whispered. He lifted my chin up and slowly, his lips touched mine and I knew he would be there for me.

Well hello sadness! This was for abbiekelly1! I hope this was what you wanted :) I wasn't exactly sure how to do it, but I kind of like how it turned out.
I'm on holiday so YASSS! I am soooooo sorry for not updating but I have been watching supernatural and not in a healthy way! So I'm gonna try writing another imagine today if I can. Love y'alll!!!