"Ok his legs not broken, its just dislocated but we can't leave it, we have to pop it back into place"
"Jeff please don't talk medical to me" I said closing my eyes
mia came in with Clint and stood by where I was sitting.
"Can you wake Newt?" She asked
"Um, sure"
I stood over Newt wondering what to do.
I softly slapped his face and he mumbled something I didn't understand.
Mia and Jeff grabbed his injured leg making him sit up and yell
"What the bloody hell are you doing!" He yelled at the two med jacks
"Our job" Mia replied
With that said, they motioned his leg and with a loud click he screamed with pain.
"WHAT THE BLOODY FUCKING HELL!" He screamed
"you can't walk for a few days, just try to stay off your leg"
Clint said
When Mia went to leave Minho burst into the room.
"Jeff told me what you-
"Oh shut up Minho! Is it any of your business?" I cut him off
"Yes it is! Newts my friend and you reminding him about his Shucking limp isn't helping with anything!" He spat out his words like poison.
"Minho your not helping so just go away!" I didn't need Minho's shit right now.
Newt sat against the headrest watching us fight with a sad look and Clint got him an ice pack while Jeff wrapped his leg with a bandage.
"You know what? Shuck it!" He yelled
"THATS IT" Alby's thundering voice made me jump. He grabbed me and Minho by the arm and dragged us into the hallway, slamming the door behind him.
"What the shuck is this about!?" The leader questioned
"No one'll tell me anything!" I answered.
"..About?..." Alby gave me a hard look, he wanted a GOOD answer.
I didn't realise the hesitation I'd just felt flush upon me.
"Newts limp" I stared at the wall to avoid Alby's cold gaze.
Jeff, Clint and Mia came out into the hallway.
"He just wants to talk to you..." Clint said gesturing to me.
They all went and did their own thing,
Minho left with frustration and sass that was ready to blow. It was like mixing chemicals.
I grabbed the door handle but Alby pulled my wrist away.
"You listening to me shank?"
I nodded in response
"Don't you ask about his shucking limp. It was a while ago in a part of the past that we all try to help him forget."
I groaned with frustration
"No ones listening to me!" I had a habit of forgetting that Alby was leader and I treat him pretty shit wise.
The door swung open to show Newt. He could hardly stand up.
He was breathing heavily like it was such an effort to walk up to a door and open it. The sight tore up my insides.
"I jumped" he said sadly
"Newt don't-
"SHUT UP ALBY" he wouldn't look anyone In the eyes.
"I climbed the wall, and jumped." He looked miserable. I felt miserable.
I could feel the tears in my eyes.
Without thinking I ran. I didn't even think about where to go.
I didn't know what to do.
I wanted to be somewhere no one would bother me.
So I ended up going to the room I shared with Newt, locked the door and sat in a corner. I wrapped my arms around my legs and cried into my knees.
What Newt had just said was hard to process.
He always seemed ok, even if he was upset.
The thought of him being suicidal seemed crazy and unrealistic.
What Made him so sad?
A knock on the bedroom door broke me out of my thoughts.
I stayed quiet, hoping whoever it was would just leave but they just kept knocking on the door.
I groaned and got up, opened the door and saw Minho.
