𝐒𝐩𝐲 𝐈𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 ✭ TST Love Triangle

14 - The Truth

"Let's tuck it in for the night!" Jorge ordered after we walked for a few hours. It was still dark and everyone seemed tired, their walks slowing down, so we agreed.

I lay my backpack down on an empty spot.
"I'm sleeping.." Minho lay his backpack next to me. "Right here."

"I'll sleep here." Newt decided, lying down on the other side of me.

I gave both of them a glance before I grabbed my stuff and took it to another place, away from everyone. First of all, I didn't want to be close to anyone or wake up by them cuddling me, and I wasn't gonna let them lay next to me like it was nothing!

Newt frowned deeply, though his gaze was cold while Minho just stared at me with pure offend.

"What the hell was that for?" Minho asked.

"Don't sleep next to me," I responded as casually as possible.

Minho sighed and lay down on his chosen spot, but Newt walked over to me. He put his hand on my shoulder and said something, but it got blurred in just a second. Then I saw it again.

The flashing lights of the pub blinded my eyes, but I couldn't blink. I couldn't move, just freeze in place as I felt hands trail over my body, men creeping up toward me. My breathing hitched when I heard the voice of my father saying one of the things he said in the two nights when he.. did stuff.

"Jane!" A shake on my shoulders made me come back to reality.

Rye's concerned face appeared in front of me. He gently let go of my shoulders once he saw me awake from whatever happened.

"Yes?" I finally managed to get out with a cracking voice.

Rye and I got interrupted by Newt moving the boy to the side and pulling me with him by the wrist. He wasn't rough or threatening, but I had seen him softer.

"What happened?" He questioned when we arrived further away from the others, standing in between some trees.

I swallowed. "Nothing."

Newt's eyes twitched around my face. "Just tell the truth."

"Why would I?"
Denying wouldn't work anyways. He knew I was lying. He always knew!

"Because I want to help." Newt started as I felt more uncomfortable by being so close to him, all alone in the dark woods. Of course, I trusted Newt, but it was still tensing me up.
"And because I care about you."

I bit my lip and blinked some tears that were burning in my eyes away, or tried, at least.

"Jane.." Newt started. He wanted to wipe some of my tears away by cupping my face, so raised his hands.. but I flinched hard, somehow, and took steps back until my back hit a tree.

My mind started spinning and the fact I didn't know what was happening, made it worse. Newt gave me a hurt and confused glance before he walked closer to me again, not knowing what was going on either.

I blinked dozens of times, trying to get the images that were slowly growing in my vision away, but it didn't work. The lights and men were there again, the music, and even the smell.

"Jane?" Newt's worried voice echoed in my ears. I could still see him, faded through the images.

Before I knew it, I had broken down on the ground when Newt tried to touch me again. He had no clue what was going on!

The hands trickled up my body, touching parts I wished to never be touched before. I let out a cry and felt my chest tighten again.

"Please don't," I whispered when Newt took me in his arms. "Newt." I quietly warned when he didn't stop pulling me closer. I felt like I couldn't breathe, the hands of the men getting rougher.
"Don't touch me." I cried out.