Mystery box

part 2 the recovery

You all stayed like that for another couple of hours until Newt started to move around, a pained look on his face. “What do we do?” You asked concern, filling your senses and probably showing on my face too. “Don't worry he’ll be fine,” Thomas said, rubbing my back. His gentle touch sends shivers down your spine and your shoulders tense as you feel a slight feeling of uncomfortableness. Clearly he can tell that it made you slightly uncomfortable, and instantly takes his hand off. You smile a little as if to say, “no it’s fine” he smiles back as if he was attempting to tell me, “thank you” all the others look at you in confusion. One of the men thought he could speak up “Well when you finally decide to stop flirting we might as well wake him up to see if she is still a little cranky” the man laughed at his own little joke. Thomas rolled his eyes at the 'hilarious' joke, and you blush and let out a little awkward laugh. But then as if on cue Newts chest began to rise and fall quicker and his face rinckeled in pain. I looked at thomas. “Get him up and onto the chair, and tie him up with that rope over there.” the man who had laughed at his own joke said, an authority came to his voice that made you do what he had said. You and Thomas picked Newt up so the two of you could place him on the chair that was in the corner of the van that you now realize is quite big. You and Thomas pick Newt up so that he is sitting on our arms like he's on a throne. His head rests on your shoulder, thus making you smile. you can smell Newt and surprisingly he doesn't smell as bad as you thought a crank would smell like. He smells like; grass and fruit. you gently place him on the chair. The men tie him up. “Be gentle” you scold. The man chuckled to himself. When he had finished tying Newt up he stepped away and looked at Newt with his hands on his hips triumphantly. You looked at Newt, whose head was bent down. You felt empathy for Newt, who had been through so much. “Y/N,” Newt whispered. Your head whipped around at the mention of your name. You looked around but everyone was looking at you. “Who said that?” you said in a panic. Then slowly everyone looked at a still unconscious Newt. “Do you think that was him?” Thomas asked Shaking “yes Thomas, I think that was him” you whispered, fear began to take over for some reason. All of a sudden the van driver stopped the van causing us all to go flying forward. You looked towards Newt making sure he was okay and had not fallen forward. His head was moving side to side as he slowly shook his head. You slapped Thomas in the arm trying to get his attention. He looked over at you confused as to why you would hit him but you just motioned towards Newt. Thomas froze. “Newt?” Thomas whispered. Newt's eyes slowly opened and he looked at thomas. “Hey buddy, how are you doing?” Thomas asked, moving slowly over to Newt. Newt's eyes filled with fear, and fought to get free. To your surprise he got free, he ran off the door dodging everyone who tried to grab him. He ran straight at you “CATCH HIM Y/N!!!” Thomas yelled at you. All of a sudden you froze. Not able to move as everything moved in what felt like slow motion. All of a sudden your body jerked forward and grabbed onto Newt. You held him in a hug trying to calm him down, he struggled against you trying to get free. but you held him with all my strength. He struggled till you almost let go but, thankfully he tired himself out and relaxed. He stopped moving, the only sound coming from him was gentle a panting but even that stopped. Then it was silent, no one spoke, You could only hear the pounding of Newts rapid heart beat. You all just sat like that for a while. Till one of them whispered. “Y/N, you and Newt stay here, me and the others are going to go outside so we can give you two some space” he informed you and you nodded ever so slightly letting him know that you were listening. The man moved ever so slightly and steeped out of the door. And one by one so did the rest, but there was still one persons standing there watching you and Newt; Thomas. You looked up at him. you surched his face for emotions but there was none only in his eyes this eyes were filled with sadness at the sight of his friend motionless, Newt's whole body ridged with fear and pain. Then you remembered what you had read in the book, Newt had said that he hated Thomas and that he always had. Thomas looked down, not wanting to make eye contact with you. My heart sank and you looked down at Newt who had his eyes shut and was still breathing heavily. “He didn't mean what he said, he doesn't hate you.” Thomas looked up at you. He shook his head as tears brimmed his eyes. Making a lump rise in your throat. “I know he hates me, and you do too. There's no need to be nice” Thomas went to leave the van "Thomas wait" you yelled out to him. He turned around and gave you a look that made you want to give him a hug. "I dont hate you and he dosent eather trust me on that, you need to know that Newt is someone who will risk his life for you and Minho" you said and Thomas looked you straight in the eye. "I hope you're right" thoma  says and he moves behind the van. You let out a shaky breath. You lifted up the hair that covered his forehead revealing all of the scratches, bruises and blood that covered his forehead. Gently so as not to startle him, you stroked his hair. “Oh Newt what have you done?” and you ever so slightly leaned you head down so that it rested gently on his head, breathing in the smell of 'Newt' the sweet smell tingled your nose, making me smile. “I'm sorry Y/N, you shouldn't have been dragged into this you dont deserve any of this” a shaky voice said, making you yelp in surprise you covered your mouth. “Sorry did I scare you?” the voice said in a  apologetic voice but it had a slight hint of humor in it. You looked down to see Newt looking up at you. “ I'm sorry did I wake you?” You asked. “No no it's fine” he says. “If you don't mind me asking but what happened, I don't remember anything” Newt said with confusion in his dark eyes. “You don't?” you asked. Slowly he shakes his head hie eyebrows cressed in confutation. “Well umm you tried to get thomas to shoot you in the head. Then I tackled you and then one of thoses ass holes shot you with a grenade launcher.” You tried to explain to him as clamly as you could, but it broke you to see Newt's face as it turns white as you explain to him what he had done. He sat back up so he was sitting infrount of you looking you dead in the eyes. “So you’re saying I asked Tommy to shoot me in the head?” Newt's voice was shaky and tears were welling in his eyes threatening to spill at any moment. You exhaled a long breath that you didn't know you were holding in. “Y/N, is that true?” Newt says lifting up your chin so that you will look at him “yes” you whispered your eyes darting down to look at your hands as you play with them.When you look back at Newt, you look him in the eyes. Newt dark  eyes are still bloodshot and you can see him trying to hold on so he doesn't slip into an abyss that you both know will only make everything worse. He removes his hand from your chin and his hand falls to the floor he shuts his glassy eyes and a single tear falls and lands on the hard black floor and you can see that he has fallen into that abyss that has only ever been described as depression. Newt's head falls and he looks at the floor as the tears fal, he just let them come not even trying to stop them he doesnt care anymore. You are overcome by sadness and you rest my forehead on his. Newt's shoulders shake as he cries silently almost as if he is trying not to disturb anyone. My hand makes its way up to his cheek in a useless attempt to wipe the tears away from his soft cheeks. “It's going to be okay” you murmured to Newt trying to calm Newt from his heartbreaking state.