NEWT POV:
I looked at the clock as Mr. Crank went on with the history lesson. I agree History is important so we don't repeat it but Mr. Crank is so boring. He talks in that slow bored voice like he is bored himself. A few more minutes left of class and I can go home. Honestly home isn't that great. If I'm lucky I can microwave some food and lock myself in my room. Why? My parents always come home drunk, mad, or bloody wrong and take it out on me because I'm gay. It's not my fault however. The bell ringed and we all got up to leave. I got my stuff and headed to my locker. I packed what ever I need for home work which isn't much and ran to my house. More of tiny apartment. It has a bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and living room, a office, and my terrible room. Literally a bloody hall closet is my bedroom. I guess it's better than nothing. I stayed home till my parents had another drunk fight. I managed to get out with only a scratch on my hand. I started walking the streets like always. I decided to end it all. I'll jump off a building and fall to my death. Some one slipped. I heard them run as I looked back. I didn't see anyone. If it was a mugger they can take what they want when I'm dead. I started going up the stairs to the roof. I made it and looked up at the night sky. It started raining. Bloody perfect, sarcasm. I walked to the edge. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I opened my eyes and looked down. I jumped.
"NO" a voice yelled.
THOMAS POV:
I grabbed the boy's arm and pulled him up. I put my arms under his armpits and pulled him back to safety. I set the boy down.
"You okay" I asked.
"You dislocated my bloody arm" said the boy.
He looked at me confused.
"What" I asked.
"Did you just come from a zombie convention" asked the boy.
"Okay I'm gonna have to fix your arm quick" I said changing the subject.
He can't know I am a real zombie. I laid the boy down.
"Just relax" I said.
"Why don't you just throw me off this bloody roof" said the boy.
I was surprised.
"You want to die" I asked.
"I BLOODY JUMPED" the boy yelled.
I rolled my eyes annoyed.
"It's not worth it" I said.
"How do you know" asked the boy.
"I don't but death isn't the answer" I said.
I grabbed the boys arm to relocate his shoulder.
"Okay you ready" I asked looking at the boy's face.
He signed.
"Ya" said the boy.
I snapped the boys arm in place and he screamed in pain. I took the boy's sweater off and used it as a sling to hold his arm. The boy sat up.
"Thanks" he said.
The boy looked at my face.
"Zombie boy" he said.
"My name is actually Thomas" I said.
"Naris" said the boy.
"How about I just call you Newt" I asked.
Naris smiled.
"I like that" he said.
I smiled and sat next to Newt.
"Why did you jump" I asked looking at Newt.
He signed and looked at the floor.
"I hate my life. I have no friends, my parents are always drunk and hate me because I'm gay and no one cares about me" said Newt.
I put my arm around Newt and on his shoulder.
"You're wrong. I care about you and so what you are gay. I'm gay two" I said.
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With Newtmas 2
Randombook 2 and is supernatural, creepy pasta, zombie, etc romance scenarios. Enjoy