It was early in the morning. I had woken up to a nightmare. The sun had only just rose over the edge of the sea. I walked down the beach, feeling the sand squish beneath my feet. I couldn't keep all the thoughts, the memory's out of my head. They just kept flooding back one after another.
"You need some help there love?" Asked Newt.
Love?
"Umm... I got it" I said.
"Here let me help" he laughed.
I walked across the sand, slowly.
"Hey" Newt said "I'm sorry about Minho he was just being a shank"
" a truthful shank"
"A what? What do you mean?"
"I said he was telling the truth"
"He-he was?" He stuttered in confusion.
"Yeah, I mean, so long as you want it to be true"
"Yeah! Of course I do- I mean it just came as a surprise that's all- so you want to be my girlfriend?"
"Yes you idiot!" I giggled, shoving him slightly so he lost his balance a little.
I watched the waves roll up and down the sand.
I kissed him, slowly, grateful that he was ok.
"Uh ok when the hell did this happen?" Gally asked.
"Long story" Thomas told him " come on guys we don't have time for you two to make out"
I stuck up my middle finger at him and kept kissing.
I put the gun up to my head.
"NEWT! WAKE UP! PLEASE!" I screamed in hysterics "NOOOO!"
I fell into his chest and cried loudly. Only this time, I didn't feel a heartbeat.
I cocked the gun.
Closed my eyes
And placed my two fingers of the trigger.
My shaking hand prepared,
To pull it...
"Love, please don't do that" I heard.
"It's not real" I sobbed, shaking vigorously "it's just in my head"
"Is it love?"
I opened my eyes and turned around, to see him standing there.
"Newt? Are you real?" I asked.
"As real as anything love" He smiled.
I ran foward and jumped into his arms. He stumbled back a little surprised, but chuckled, and held me close as I cried into his shoulder.
"I-I thought you died- how are you alive?"
"I don't know, I just remember blacking out, then I woke up in the berg with a blanket laid over me like a bloody corpse"
I kissed him hard on the lips, and he kissed back. Adrenaline rushed through me as I locked lips with him, tears streaming down my face.
"What the- Newt?" Minho came out out his tent, along with Minho, seeing us. "Newt?"
"Hi Minho, Tommy" He smiled.
"How are you-"
"I think it was my blood" I said "It was on the knife when it stabbed me, then it stabbed you, and the knife must have missed your heart, my blood must have entered you're bloodstream and the knife missed your heart, and you would blacked out from the shock of being stabbed"
"Blacked out from shock?" Thomas asked.
"Yeah, it's actually a thing, you can pass out from intense pain, and we left the knife in his chest which would have stopped him bleeding to death"
"Yh, about that, I pulled it out and I think I'm bleeding now" He said.
"Oh shit" I looked to his chest which was now bleeding "We'll get you to the med hut, and get that stitched up quickly before you bleed out"
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Wicked is good: The Death cure
Fanfiction-"I pressed the buttons, looking over at him, but quickly looking away when he started screaming. I tried to block it out, to keep myself from losing it. I repeated the phrase in my head; Wicked is good."- Y/n has been through hell and back with her...
