Just Pull The Trigger || newt

Chapter 17

By the time I had fully woken up, Minho was sitting up beside me and I was in a position of a face plant in the ground.

The grass was still wet from the downpour yesterday. And luckily the patch I was lying in wasn't so.

A blanket had been put over my freezing body during my hours of sleep.

Even without a mirror I could feel the dirtiness coating my hair, leaving it with an earthly smell.

I sat up and the events of yesterday were constantly floating though my head, making it even more confounding than it was already.

I sat up and rested my head on my best friends shoulder.

"Do you think he'll come back" I stumbled on my next words "I mean....alive"

Minho gave me a smile that was supposed to reassure me, it only made my Nerves greater.

"Well see him again"

I didn't know what he meant. That newt would come back or we'd see him at his funeral.

"I hate this shucking life" I said

I could smell a light minty smell as I moved my head slightly.

"Who doesn't though, to be honest it must be easier if we were all just dead."minho said.

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It was early morning, around 6 or 7 and the walls were about to open.

Instead, the piercing yet so familiar noise that came from the box sounded.

"What the-" Minho said

Neither of us had moved, until we saw the others run over.

Minho helped me up and I literally sprinted to the box.

What I hoped was what was there.

Evil shucking gally, crouched down and lifted the doors to the box.

Tears fell from my eyes.

On the floor was my boyfriend. Only he was drenched in blood and his eyes were closed.

SORRY ITS NOT VERY LONG. NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE PROMISING love you all.