WCKD Love | A Newt Fan-Fiction

Chapter 25 - They're Gone

Katya

"WHAT HAPPENED?" I shriek, cradling Newt's head in my arms. I swipe his hair out of his face, trying to smooth it to look how it's supposed to. My tears land on his cheeks, and I wipe them off. But the more I take them away, the more keep landing.

"I-he attacked me. He didn't seem like himself, and then suddenly he did. So we were going to head to the bus to get the serum, and then he just flipped again. He pulled a knife out of nowhere and kept swinging it at me. He...he was begging me to kill him," Thomas sobs, his tears mixing with blood on his face. He lifts up from the ledge, and walks over, standing behind me.

"And you listened to him," I say, my voice cracking. I can't look away from Newt's still frame. He was everything to me. He is everything to me.

"No, I didn't. He ran at me, and he...used my body to help him push it in himself," Thomas drops to the ground, crying. I slink my arm around him and rest my head on his shoulder. He wraps his arms around me and sobs into my shoulder.

Minho comes over and hugs both of us, his own tears falling.

Teresa stands to the side, not letting herself cry. "You lied," she whispers, almost missable, but I caught it, and so did Thomas. He pulls out of the hug and looks at her.

"I'm sorry, Teresa. But we needed your help."

"You LIED to me! You made it seem like you were the reason she would leave WCKD." Teresa turns her attention to Minho. "So what you said in the lab wasn't a joke at all. Even though you said it was when we were on our way to find her," she spits, fire in her eyes.

"I didn't know I was supposed to hide it. Not until Thomas whispered to me when we were first getting here. Then, yeah, I said it was a joke. I'm sorry, Teresa. But that still doesn't compare to the things you have done." Minho shakes his head, bringing his attention to Newt.

Teresa then sees her opportunity to round on me. "And you. You told me you were over Newt. Why did you lie?"

I've finally lost my patience with Teresa, and I snap. "Will you STOP?! There is something far more important happening than whether I still like Newt or not. Yes, I still love him. And it seemed that even though he had forgotten me, he cared for me too. I'm sorry that I lied, and both Minho and Thomas have already apologised, so move on. You're letting the anger get in the way of your feelings for Newt and your grief. It's making you seem like you don't care about him, but only about what people have been telling you."

I look up at Teresa, expecting her to scream profanities at me, but she doesn't say anything. She stares down at the ground and walks over to the door. I think she's going back inside, but she stops just before the threshold and hugs herself. I feel awful for what I just said to her, but I'm not prepared to take any of it back.

I return my attention to the boy on the ground when it's quickly taken away again. But by something I never expected. Or someone.

Gally comes running from inside the WCKD building but skids to a stop. I look at him with my eyes wide. He was dead. I watched it happen on the screens six months ago. He killed Chuck, and then Minho threw a spear at him. He's dead. He should be dead. But he's not.

Gally takes in the situation in front of him, and I can see in his eyes his heart breaking. "Newt..." He slowly walks over and kneels with the rest of us. "The... the plan changed. Brenda moved the bus out and met Jorge. She said they will come back with a Berg to get us."

"Gally, I need to talk to you," Teresa announces, flicking her hair behind her shoulder. She should really have a hair tie.

Minho watches as Gally stands up and walks over to Teresa, shock written on his face. They speak in hushed tones, and I can't make out what they're saying. Gally seems to be having a hard time agreeing with whatever she is suggesting, but eventually, he nods. He marches back to us with a frown and looks at Newt in my lap.