My Last Request- Newt Death Cure

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Newt's head was still rested on her shoulder.

The room was a little hot. It must be noon time now. She thought. Judging from the light escaping the curtains.

"Anyone in there?" The knocking and the calling irritated her. "I can hear someone." Another voice called out. And another. And another.

Soon she realized that it was a group outside.

She had second thoughts of standing up. Newt might be interrupted in his sleep and I can't let that happen. The guy didn't get proper sleep last night because of a shucking nightmare. I just hoped the noise wont-

Newt immediately sat up straight. Damn I spoke too soon. He was still squinting his eyes.

"Skylar what is'et?" He scratched his messy hair. He was still yawning while asking her.

"There seems to be a group knocking outside and asking if anyone is in here." Skylar lowered her voice as she stood up from her seat. "I don't want to answer them yet since you're fast asleep."

"Well I'm awake now. And yeah don't answer 'em or open the bloody door. They must've be some group who came to attack us. I don't trust 'em" Newt said between whispers.

"You don't trust anyone." She added humor in her tone so that he won't be offended. Immediately, she changed the subject. "And if they came to attack us, then why wouldn't they just  break the door? Maybe they're still sane."

Newt smirked. "Please. I haven't met a sanely-insane crank 'er. Well except for ya'. And I think, your the most sanely-insane crank that ever existed. I mean you barely get angry. You're a bloody chill girl. I must say"

She gave him a light punch on the shoulder. He's actually joking around me now. Maybe things are starting to get better. "Thanks for the complement anyway. But I think those guys won't leave, unless we talk to 'em"

He stood up. "Alright. I guess there's no harm do-"

"OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR!" A masculine voice that seems familiar to her, passed through the wooden door.

"I'll open the bloody door. Hand me your knife." Newt commanded.

Her eyes widen as he heard his command. "Y-you wouldn't stab them, would you?" Her voice a little shaky.

"Skylar! It's me Roselle! I'm with them!" Another voice passed through.

Skylar felt relief in her. Roselle seems to be in a happy tone. And she did trust this girl.

While Newt, on the other hand frowned as she heard the girl's voice. It was obvious that he doesn't like her. Not even a bit. "Hand me the bloody knife. Now."

She held it at her hand. "Don't stab them!" She tightened her grip at it.

"If they didn't try anythin'" Good enough. She thought. She hesitated to give him the knife, but he pulled it out of her hand before she knows it.

Newt head slowly for the door. He stood by it, reaching the knob.

"Newt don't" She said as he held his knife up. He nodded at her and smiled. "It's just a threat sweetheart."